"Mom...... He is indeed dead. ”

Huo Mian held his mother's hand tightly, feeling that there was no trace of warmth in his mother's fingers......

How resentful is she, she used to love Huo Zhenghai deeply, so she should be very uncomfortable at this moment, right?

Yang Meirong stumbled and took several steps back.

Unsteady heel and almost fell......

Fortunately, Huo Mian's eyes were quick and he immediately supported her......

"Mom...... Are you alright?"

"How could it be...... Why ......?" Yang Meirong choked up.

"Mom...... His health is not good, and now that his business is being hollowed out, the power is in Huo Siqian's hands, and he may also be in ......a hurry. ”

Homien comforted......

"This old immortal...... He's a good guy...... He didn't suffer much, so he went...... He still owes me so much, I thought I could see the more miserable scenes of his old age, so I could mock him, but he didn't give me a chance. ”

Yang Meirong said incorrectly......

"Mom...... I saw him yesterday. ”

"You saw him?" Yang Meirong was a little surprised.

Huo Mian nodded, "Well, when I went to see him yesterday, he was not in a good mental state, and he couldn't eat anything ...... he kept taking nutrient solutions." ”

"Did he tell you anything?"

"Say I'm sorry to you. ”

"What's the use of talking about this now?" Yang Meirong sat on the sofa and wiped her tears.

Huo Mian took out a jade wrench from his bag and handed it to his mother......

"Is this ......?" Yang Meirong looked at the ring and stopped talking.

"This is something he brought with him, let me pass it on to you, and say that it is better to leave you a thought. ”

"Damn it...... If you die, you won't let people live in peace, who will remember him?"

Yang Meirong cried even more, and took the jade wrench while crying......

It still seems that he can't accept the news that Huo Zhenghai is dead.

"I'll go to the funeral with Qin Chu tomorrow, do you want to go together?" Huo Mian asked softly.

Yang Meirong was silent, just shedding tears......

"It doesn't matter if you send him on his last journey, but also if you die...... Write off all the past, Mom. ”

"Well, I'll go with you. In the end, I don't know if Huo Mian's words played a role, or if Yang Meirong wanted to open it herself.

She nodded, indicating that she would follow them to the funeral......

In the early morning of the next day, Huo Zhenghai went out of the funeral

The long queue walked out of the Huo family's main house......

As the eldest son, Huo Siqian walked at the forefront with his father's portrait......

Behind him were Huo Mian and Huo Yanyan, both with white filial piety cloths on their heads.

Huo Mian actually had no obligation to send Huo Zhenghai to the funeral of filial piety...... After all, she wasn't his daughter in the first place.

But outsiders don't know Huo Mian's background, so she still has to attend as Huo Zhenghai's daughter.

Jiang Hong looked sad and walked very slowly, supported by two maids.

Qin Chu has been taking care of her by Yang Meirong's side, carefully ......

Today's weather is exceptionally good, although it is very cold, but you can see the blue sky and white clouds that you have not seen for a long time.

All of them were dressed in black, and they walked from the old house to the cemetery.

A hundred black luxury cars were dispatched, which can be regarded as infinitely beautiful......

What is rare is that Song Yishi also came, and she followed Huo Siqian's side.

With an expressionless face, she didn't care about Huo Mian, no matter how many people died.

But the media has to be scrupulous, so my father is right, and I have to pretend for a while.

Song Yishi and Huo Mian looked at each other, she didn't look over, ignored Huo Mian, and didn't mean to speak.

Huo Mian didn't bother to take care of her......

In this way, the group sent Huo Zhenghai's body to the Beishan cemetery......

Descend him to the elders of the older generation of the Huo family, that is, the ancestral tomb of the Huo family.

By the time I was done, it was already noon......

Huo Siqian opened 100 tables in a five-star hotel to entertain guests and eat funeral banquets.

Huo Mian was really in no mood, so he sent his mother home with Qin Chu and took half a day off to go home to rest.

Qin Chu sent Huo Mian and went to the company.

Huo Mian fainted in Nanshan Castle for an afternoon, and when he woke up, it was almost dark.

She put on her dressing gown and went downstairs to the fireplace to bake the fire......

The north wind in the depths of winter can no longer be described as cold, it should be said that people are freezing to death.

The heating in Nanshan Castle is very sufficient, but the living room is still a little cold because it is too big.

Huo Mian was sitting in front of the fireplace while roasting the fire and drinking milk, when suddenly, the mobile phone rang.

She opened it and saw that it was WeChat sent by Jiang Xiaowei, and she said-Xiaomian, Su Yu is back.

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