Xia Mohan didn't even look at Chu Huaijin, and let her beat and scold him, he just walked slowly to the coffin, and then lay on the cold coffin, letting the tears fall one by one and hit the coffin.

Chu Huaijin rushed over and slapped Xia Mohan's hands that were clutching the coffin hard: "You bad thing, when you were in late spring, you didn't love her, you hurt her, and even her children refused to admit it." Now that she's dead, you're going to be embarrassed, shameless!"

Chu Huaijin pointed to Xia Mohan's face: "You weren't there when she needed you the most, and you didn't help her when she was most difficult." Now that she's dead, she's finally free. Don't worry, she won't be alone, she has Uncle Mu to accompany her, and your children to accompany her, even if it's on Huangquan Road, she won't be alone......"

Summer walked over and said to Chu Huaijin in a pleading tone: "Miss Chu, many things are not what you all see, let alone what you think. Boss him, it's a hard ......"

"What's the problem?" Chu Huaijin roared out, "Even if he has a hard time, he can't use his wife and children as a shield, right? He is such a scumbag who abandons his wife and children, even if he makes money every day, even if he becomes famous, what's the point—he is not like a lonely person, spurned by others! Xia Mohan, I curse you, I curse you for not getting true love and happiness in this life, because you are not worthy!"

Xia Mohan raised his head slowly, he was like a beast that had lost his fighting spirit, his spirit was sluggish and tired: "You are right, I used her and killed her, I really don't deserve her love." I'd rather not meet her if I could. But why are you so cruel, why don't you wait for me to come back and let me see her one last time?"

"This is the last wish of late spring, she loves beauty all her life, and she doesn't want the last appearance to be seen by others, so she asked us on her deathbed to be sure to dispose of her body as soon as possible. Chu Huaijin looked at the smiling posthumous photo of Mu Wanchun in the mourning hall, "This is her last wish before her death, can't we even fulfill her last request?"

At this time, the weak Aunt Yun, supported by a middle-aged aunt, slowly walked into the mourning hall. As soon as she saw Xia Mohan, she said weakly: "Mr. Xia, our Mu family has fallen, there is nothing, no power, no money, and no people." Our Mu family has nothing to do with the Xia family anymore. Mr. Xia standing here is not only an insult to you, but also only a sad person with white hair. So, please come back. As for late spring, I will bury her next to her father, and the two of them will be companions, and they will not be lonely. ”

Xia Mohan staggered in front of Aunt Yun, and then knelt down with "fluttering": "Aunt Yun, in late spring, she is my wife and the daughter-in-law of my Xia family, I beg you to promise me: place her in the Xia family's cemetery." I know I did a lot wrong, and I know I owe her so much, but I beg you to ......"

Aunt Yun smiled bitterly: "Mr. Xia, why bother like this? People can't be resurrected after death, everyone is dead, why do you have to toss like this after death." And, I don't think she'll say yes in late spring. Moreover, Mr. Xia is still young and rich, and it won't be long before he always has to marry a wife and have children. has always only heard the new people laugh, who can hear the old people cry. Are you asking for trouble by doing so now?, therefore, I will not let you take her away under any circumstances, for I fear that she will not be able to live in peace!"

Summer squatted down, helped Xia Mohan up, and shook his head gently at him: "Boss, presumably at the last moment of her life, Madame's heart was painful and unwilling. You still obey Mrs. Mu and let Mrs. Mu bury her next to her father. ”

Xia Mohan thought for a moment and said no more. Walking to Mu Wanchun's coffin again, his hands kept caressing the cold coffin, as if caressing her skin, gentle and delicate.

He silently said to Mu Wanchun in his heart: "In this life, after all, I am responsible for you." In the next life, you must find a man who loves you to the bone, and never meet me again. If you are unfortunate enough to meet me again, I will definitely repay you several times. But in this life, the last thing I can do for you is to find out the truth, avenge you, and give you justice. ”

One last glance at Mu Wanchun's last photo, Xia Mohan left the Mu Mansion step by step.

After getting into the car, Xia Mohan said coldly: "A man's sadness can only be hidden in his heart and buried in his bones. In the summer, our grief ends here. From now on, your first task is to get to the bottom of this matter, and not a single person involved in this car accident will be left behind! No matter who it is, as long as they are involved in this matter, I will not let any of them go, I will let them live worse than dead, I will break their corpses into thousands of pieces, and their bones will be scattered!"

Resentment and pain were hidden in Summer's eyebrows, and he gritted his back molars and nodded heavily.

"Boss, if that mastermind behind the scenes is a, a high-ranking person, if you move him, it will even affect your position, what should you do?" asked Summer, looking ahead.

"No matter who he is, if he kills my wife, children, and sister, I, Xia Mohan, will never give up. If Mu Rufeng's death was fueled by them behind the scenes, then this car accident was their direct hand. A gentleman will do something, and he will not. I won't ignore this again. Xia Mohan patted Xia Mohan's shoulder, "In my Xia Mohan's heart, you are my brother, and Xia He is my sister." Therefore, this time Xia He's funeral is arranged according to the specifications of the Xia family's daughter, and I will find a way to place her in the Xia family's cemetery. ”

Xia refused, he said: "Boss, Xia He once said that she will stay in the Xia family for the rest of her life and take care of Mrs. and Mrs. I know that Xia He didn't take good care of Madame this time, and even if she went there, she wouldn't be at ease. If the boss can forgive Xia He for her dereliction of duty and let her be buried with her wife, with her as her companion, I think Xia He will thank the boss even if she gets there. ”

Xia Mohan nodded in agreement, and he immediately called Secretary General Wu Qian and asked her to contact the person in charge of XX Cemetery, stating that he would buy a few cemeteries, as long as the location was what he wanted, and the price was not a problem.

"Boss, don't you think it's strange? Today, Xiao Yijing is not in the Mu family. "Careful summer, it seems to be inadvertently mentioned.

When Summer said this, Xia Mohan also felt it. This man who haunted Mu Wanchun like a ghost was absent at this time?

"Maybe he can't help himself—after all, the old man of the Xiao family has always objected to him getting too close to his wife. Summer hurriedly explained, for fear that Xia Mohan would get angry because of this.

The next day, the funerals of Mu Wanchun and Xia He were held at the same time at the XX cemetery.

Mu Wanchun's cemetery is next to Mu Rufeng, while Xia He's cemetery is next to Mu Wanchun. Although the Mu family and the Xia family held their funerals at the same time, for many people, this is a superposition of a sadness that doubles, such as Xia Mohan, Lin Xinlan, Xia and others.

After the funeral, the Mu family left first. Because many people who attended Mu Wanchun's funeral really didn't want to see the people of the Xia family. Among them, in addition to Aunt Yun, there is also Chu Huaijin.

After the Mu family left, the people of the Xia family held a funeral ceremony for Mu Wanchun, reciting eulogies, offering flowers, saluting, etc., completely treating Mu Wanchun according to the treatment of the Xia family's daughter-in-law.

Lin Xinlan looked at Mu Wanchun's smiling face on the tombstone, and couldn't cry: "Late spring, your life is so bitter, my poor child." Don't worry, even if everyone forgets you, you will always be in my heart, because in this life, you are my good daughter-in-law. ”

Summer knelt in front of Mu Wanchun's tombstone and offered a bouquet of white roses: "Madam, please forgive Xia He, she didn't protect you well, she was derelict in her duty." In the future, let Xia He follow you and let her continue to protect you. I think with this mistake, she will never be careless again......"

Xia Mohan presented a bouquet of white lilies, and he said for the first time his deep affection to Mu Wanchun's tombstone: "Late Spring, my wife, I have to say to you: I'm sorry for you, I did something wrong, and this mistake is irreparable." I used to think that no matter how long the years were, no matter how chaotic the people were, you were behind me, and as soon as I turned around, you would be there, waiting for me, and would never leave me. But I was wrong, so wrong. I thought everything was under my control, but I was wrong, because you are an outlier and I can't control you.

If, if everything could be done from scratch, I only hope that you are by my side. You know what—I'm living like years without you, and I just want to end it all as soon as possible, explain it to you, and then you forgive me, and our family can be the same as before. But you didn't give me that chance. Don't worry, when I die, even if I look for you to the ends of the earth, I will find you and explain it to you. I'm going to tell you, I've never betrayed you, I've never been in love with someone else......"

Lin Xinlan listened to her son's intoxicated self-talk, and couldn't help but feel sad in her heart, she covered her face with a handkerchief and shed tears, and shook her head helplessly.

Things in the world have always been like this, and so have the missed and entangled in life: people always torture each other when they should love each other, and when they miss it, all explanations seem pale and powerless, because missing it has long been a foregone conclusion, and the people who missed it have already gone through the vicissitudes of life, and those misunderstandings are like a passing cloud, which is not worth mentioning.

At this time, Xiao Yijing, who was belated, held a large bouquet of white daisies in his arms, and came to Mu Wanchun's tomb with a sad and sad face. He didn't even look at Xia Mohan, just pushed him away, and then threw aside the flowers brought by Xia Mohan.

"Xia Mohan, you treated her like that when you were alive, you have humiliated and tortured her. Now that she's dead, you're going to behave like it, it's really disgusting. How can a person like you, who is so different from the outside world, and a person like you who is pregnant with a city government, match her pure lotus-like person? In the late spring, she doesn't ask much for you, just a person who loves her, and an ordinary family, you can't even do this, but why do you want to marry her?" Xiao Yijing said, turned around and raised his fist, and smashed it hard at Xia Mohan's body.

Xiao Yijing, who had practiced taekwondo, used ten percent of his strength for that punch, and Xia Mohan received this punch and fell to the ground with a muffled sound, without even snorting.

Lin Xinlan watched her son receive this punch, said nothing, and left in tears.

"Late spring, what can she say before leaving?" Xia Mohan struggled to his feet, his eyes like defeated fighting beasts, full of sadness and sadness.

She said, she said she didn't blame you, but wanted you to remember what she had said to you, and your answers. After Xiao Yijing finished speaking, he sat in front of Mu Wanchun's tombstone, quietly looking at the portrait of Mu Wanchun on the tombstone, as if sitting still, letting the wind blow, not moving.

"What did she say to me?" After Xia Mohan listened to Xiao Yijing's words, he silently recalled this sentence in his heart, what words did she say to herself, and how did she respond?

Suddenly, Mu Wanchun's words to Xia Mohan for the last time echoed in Xia Mohan's ears: "If one day, something happens to me, or even dies unexpectedly, I hope that you can help me find out the real cause of my death and give me justice for the sake of our husband and wife." ”

Yes, it must be that.

And what is your own answer?

Xia Mohan remembered that he once looked at her eyes that were as clear as ever, but hidden with grievances and worries, and said to her sincerely: "I will find them all out, and then crush them to ashes!"

It turned out that as she thought, Mu Wanchun had already known that someone was intending to harm her. But she wouldn't tell herself anything.

Thinking of this, Xia Mohan's heart tightened. Since when did they have a match made in heaven that everyone once praised, but they have long been disgusted, and they are not even willing to tell each other about life and death?

The kiss that was as light as a feather was Mu Wanchun's last gift to him, and it was also his last nostalgia. It turned out that at that moment, she had already given her life away, and he didn't know anything.

If he knew that her life was in danger, how could he go abroad? He would have tethered her to him and treated her like a treasure.

But how could she willingly agree? She wouldn't, because she was a stubborn and resolute Mu Wanchun.

Therefore, it seems that everything in front of us is inevitable.

The breeze blew, Xia Mohan's heart was desolate, and now, isn't he himself the culprit who caused all this?