Huang Mingyue was dressed in black and stood on the side of the mourning hall, her whole person seemed to be frozen, lifeless. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info She bowed mechanically to the mourners in the midst of low mourning music.

The whole mourning hall is solemnly and atmospheric, and white chrysanthemums are piled up on all sides. Huang Mingchuan lay quietly behind the curtain, revealing the outline of his young body under the white cloth.

After Huang Mingchuan was sent home from the Chengxi Public Security Bureau, Huang Mingyue couldn't help but go to see him again. After the skillful hands of the mortuary, and with the help of cosmetics, Huang Mingchuan almost regained his previous handsome appearance, but his eyes were tightly closed, and his chest would no longer rise and fall. Huang Mingyue chose the most appropriate black suit for him, and wrapped his scarred body decently.

Huang Mingchuan's funeral was chosen three days later, just in time for her to return from S Town.

Huang Mingyue felt sad in her heart, Huang Mingchuan and Shen Yunfang were accompanied by Huangquan Road, but she didn't feel lonely, leaving her alone to continue to live in this cold world.

Huang Mingyue raised her lowered eyes, and her eyes slowly turned around in the mourning hall. The whole mourning hall was full of unknown people, pot-bellied men in black suits, women pretending to be sorrowful, all of them were active in the social circles of T City—but none of them sincerely sighed for this young man who had fallen prematurely.

Huang Mingyue didn't see Pan's mother and daughter, and the conflict between them was put on the table because of Huang Mingchuan's sudden death. Therefore, due to etiquette, Pan's mother and daughter hurriedly showed their faces in the mourning hall and disappeared without a trace.

Huang Mingyue even thought cold-bloodedly that as soon as Huang Mingchuan died, the happiest person should be Pan Lizhen.

Huang Mingyue raised her head slightly, and saw Huang Yiqing's figure not far away, he was dressed in black, wearing only a plain tie, and his hair was carefully taken care of.

There was a middle-aged man who looked very imposing, who was holding Huang Yiqing's hand and shook it a few times to show comfort. I don't know what this middle-aged man said, even if it wasn't close, Huang Mingyue still keenly noticed a thin smile on the corner of Huang Yiqing's lips.

Huang Mingyue couldn't help but sneer in her heart.

Unexpectedly, Huang Mingchuan's death has become a major event in the social circle of T City, no matter how you look at this matter, Huang Mingyue feels that it is a great irony. Whether they know the Huang family or not, whether they are close or not, they all take this opportunity to maintain, tie up, and curry favor with Huang Yiqing, the chairman of the Huang Group, and by the way, pull in the relationship between them, not to mention that the next business cooperation will be promoted.

The young man lying quietly in the back, no one cared what his name was, what unfinished dreams he had. For those who come to mourn, it is enough to know that he is the only son of Huang Yiqing, chairman of the Huang Group.

Huang Mingyue's gaze instantly became as cold as a knife.

She watched Huang Yiqing wander through the crowd from a distance, entertaining with ease, and suddenly remembered the expression of relief on his face when he saw Huang Mingchuan's autopsy report last night.

Huang Mingchuan's blood, the residue in his stomach, and even his entire body were all abnormal, because the massive intracranial hemorrhage caused by the violent impact directly led to his death.

Huang Mingyue, in Huang Yiqing's relieved expression and Pan Lizhen's gloating gaze, carefully read the autopsy report three times, and did not even let go of every punctuation mark. Huang Mingchuan did indeed only die in a car accident, and this thin autopsy report characterized all of Huang Mingyue's previous suspicions as conjecture.

Huang Mingyue calmly handed the autopsy report back into Huang Yiqing's hands, and did not feel too surprised. Even if Pan Lizhen was suspicious of Huang Mingchuan like in her previous life, the situation was far from developing to the point where she was asked to resort to such extreme and vicious methods.

Huang Mingyue's persistence is just that she doesn't want to give up any clues, let alone leave endless regrets and regrets like in her previous life.

Nothing happened - Huang Mingyue suddenly lost her goal of living.

The life she picked up was originally born for revenge, but before the other party could make a move, everything was over. Huang Mingyue felt that she had no reason to take revenge on someone who didn't have time to do evil in this life because of what happened in her previous life, and she hadn't gone to this extreme.

Maybe it's all fate!

Huang Mingyue secretly decided that after Huang Mingchuan's funeral, she would disappear from the city silently.

Huang Mingyue sighed deeply, her straight back couldn't help but bow a little, it was her turn to rest.

"Sister!" Huang Anna didn't know where to come out, her delicate voice had an upward tail note, and she had a sense of lightness for no reason.

Huang Mingyue swept Huang Anna's face lightly, it was really difficult for her, she was obviously not sad, but she had to pretend to be sad, this is very hard, right?

Huang Anna was already surprised, and said to herself: "A few of Mingchuan's elder brother T classmates have come over. ”

T big? It seems far away from her.

Before Huang Mingyue could react, Jin Wenlu walked slowly to the front with a few young people with faces.

"Condolences change!"

"Mourning!"

"Take care!"

……

Everyone's face seemed to be imprinted with the same solemn and heavy expression, and everyone's comfort was parroted.

Huang Mingyue continued to bow mechanically in return, raised her head, but fell into a pair of deep and clear eyes like a deep pool.

Jin Wenlu was dressed respectfully, trying her best to catch Huang Mingyue's slightly dodgy eyes, and said, "You, mourn!" ”

Huang Mingyue couldn't dodge, and could only use indifference to build an invisible wall of hearts between them.

Huang Anna said as if to take credit: "Thanks to Wenlu, I contacted Brother Mingchuan's classmates in college. ”

Huang Mingyue glanced at Jin Wenlu deeply and nodded gently: "I have a heart." Jin Wenlu does have a heart, otherwise why did she find a few foreign faces, Mingchuan's few good friends in college, although she is not very familiar with it, but she is not unimpressed. Jin Wenlu pulled these irrelevant people over just to cover for herself.

Is he going to win Longwangshu?

Jin Wenlu said: "It should be." I wanted to say a few more words, but I was pulled aside by Huang Anna.

Even if it is out of place, Huang Anna still has a shy look on her face that can't be hidden. Jin Wenlu put so much effort into it just to save face for her. Thinking about it like this, Huang Anna couldn't help but feel a little sweet in her heart.

Huang Mingyue quietly stood up as a statue, but she always felt that someone in the crowd was looking at her with an inquiring gaze.

She looked up sharply, and the feeling of being watched suddenly disappeared. (To be continued.) )