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The next afternoon, two of the Lu family's black western bodyguards came to the door.

Ruan Shu went down to the first floor and took the mobile phone they handed over.

"Miss Ruan." Meng Huan's voice.

"Secretary Meng." Ruan Shu corrected after speaking, "It should be called Vice President Meng." I'm sorry, but I only learned about your position change in Sanxin Group in the past two days. ”

Meng Huan: "Miss Ruan, there is no one else around me, you can do whatever you want." ”

Seeing that the two Heixi bodyguards politely retreated outside, and did not infringe on her private space to talk on the phone, Ruan Shu pretended to move a little casually, walked to the small garden, and pursed her lips slightly: "It is very easy for Vice President Meng to want my phone number, but he still borrows the hand of Heixi bodyguards in one move, so I still cooperate with Vice President Meng, and it is always good to pay attention to details." ”

"Well, after all, Miss Ruan just told me and Master Lu last time that you are still living at your friend's house, and it is more appropriate for me to send someone to look for you." Meng Huan didn't talk nonsense next, "Presumably Miss Ruan already knows, I'm here to inform what?" ”

Ruan Shuwei played a dumb riddle with her: "I'm going to attend Master Lu's funeral tomorrow, right?" ”

The answer was undoubted, so Meng Huan directly skipped it and said: "I heard that Mr. Fu reminded Master Lu to do things for the little master, and the related matters of the Dharma were precisely discussed by Mr. Fu and the third aunt together." ”

Although he didn't ask directly, he properly expressed the meaning of inquiry.

Ruan Shu pretended not to understand, and asked: "He has a good relationship with Master Lu." I hope that Master Lu can go well, and specially invite the master to see him off, I don't know what problem Vice President Meng thinks is this? ”

She went around in circles, but Meng Huan was reluctant to accompany her, and pointed out bluntly, accurately and keenly: "Mr. Fu's purpose is a lamp master." ”

Then he asked, "Why did you ask him to come down the mountain?" ”

"Vice President Meng, the most famous in the Haicheng area is the Reclining Buddha Temple, and the master of a lamp is——"

"Miss Ruan," Meng Huan interrupted her, "I can understand. You and Mr. Fu are on guard against me, but when the time is right, please remember that we are in the same boat. ”

Ruan Shu pursed his lips slightly: "Vice President Meng, the cooperative relationship is actually a relationship of interests. The two parties must have equal terms of exchange. We're guarding against you, but are you going to spread out all the chips in your hands? ”

"Miss Ruan and Mr. Fu are worthy of being husband and wife......," Meng Huan was touched.

"I think Vice Meng is always praising us husband and wife." Ruan Shu's tone was polite.

Meng Huan guessed on his own: "The matter of Yunnan-Burma does not seem to need to be finished, and it is to the point of coming face to face with Master Yideng." ”

"Mr. Fu used 'S' to get rid of the unfreedom of living in the Lu Mansion for the time being. But if he himself wants to leave the villa where he has set up three layers of guards on the inside and three layers outside in order to catch 'S', everyone is afraid that everyone will be able to see it. In this case, he still found a way to meet Master Yideng, is Mr. Fu in a hurry? ”

Ruan Shu said bluntly: "Vice President Meng, you pay so much attention to our every move, it's nothing more than worrying about whether we are doing something that harms your interests behind your back." ”

Then promised: "Vice President Meng can rest assured that as long as we are doing well, you and your son will also be fine." ”

"Really......?" Meng Huan obviously questioned, was silent, and said, "I only hope that before Lu Ye 'sets up a son and kills his mother' (Chapter 737) to me, I can solve all of Lu Ye and the Reclining Buddha Temple." ”

"It's going to take a concerted effort." Ruan Shu took advantage of the situation and said, "So if there is any new news from Vice President Meng, remember to summarize it for everyone in time." ”

Meng Huan mocked: "Why don't you and Mr. Fu gather on my side?" ”

"But there is no new news on our side so far, what should be known, isn't Vice President Meng already knowing?" Ruan Shu really didn't feel like he was lying.

Fu Lingyuan invited a lamp to come down the mountain this time, and the dust has not yet settled, so there is nothing to say. And about it. is more inclined to Fu Lingyuan's private affairs, and there is no need to share it for the time being.

"I always thought that I could talk to Miss Ruan better than Mr. Fu." Meng Huan said, "There are some things that may be more direct to communicate with Mr. Fu." But there are other things that are easier for me to talk about in the face of Miss Ruan, and I can further discuss them with Miss Ruan. ”

Ruan Shu sniffed: "What does Vice President Meng want to discuss with me?" ”

Meng Huan didn't spare the bend: "Discuss Mr. Fu's identity." ”

Ruan Shu's eyelids jumped, and he subconsciously tensed his nerves, thinking that Meng Huan had noticed that Fu Lingyuan was from the police.

But I heard Meng Huan's next sentence: "Miss Ruan, through the death of Master Lu, Mr. Fu was completely pulled onto the big ship of Reclining Buddha Temple; Immediately afterwards, Mr. Fu fell into embarrassment because of Chen Qingzhou's 'resurrection from the dead', and Wat Pho spared no effort to give Bang Help, even at the expense of 'S'. ”

"Mr. Fu is valued far more than a few of us children he has cultivated with his own hands. I admit that Mr. Fu does have his merits, and he is indeed worthy of being wooed by the Temple of the Reclining Buddha. However, our children, even if they have a heart for turning away from Wat Pho, should be more reliable than an outsider who is reluctant to be forced to join halfway, right? ”

Ruan Shu's whole heart tugged, and the fingers holding the mobile phone became tighter and tighter as Meng Huan gradually understood the meaning in his words.

In the earpiece, Meng Huan paused for two seconds, and jumped to another question as if he didn't have a preface: "Miss Ruan shouldn't have forgotten that there is a mysterious No. 3, and we have never known who it is." ”

Ruan Shu suppressed his emotions and asked calmly: "Deputy Meng always has a clear clue about No. 3?" ”

Meng Huan also got some clarity from the word "clear" in her words, and smiled lightly: "It seems that Miss Ruan hasn't thought about this aspect." ”

Ruan Shu had a cold face.

She had thought about it, she had also thought about it, and after Fu Lingyuan recognized that Ruan Chunhua and Uncle Hao in the old photos looked very similar, she rethought some questions.

But again, nothing is certain now! She didn't want to think about it any further!

didn't respond to Meng Huan, Ruan Shu chose to end the call: "Vice President Meng, I will attend tomorrow's funeral." I'm sorry for your special notice. ”

Meng Huan didn't force her, after all, she was not without gains: "Okay, thank you Miss Ruan for being willing to come and give the master a ride." ”

After collecting the line, Ruan Shu handed the mobile phone back to the Lu family's Heixi bodyguard.

The two Heixi bodyguards said that they would pick her up tomorrow and take her to Lu Shaocong's mourning hall.

Ruan Shu bowed slightly, and went back to his third floor.

As soon as the door closed, her shoulders plummeted slightly.

After a moment of silence, she walked to the computer in front of her desk and clicked on the surveillance screen.

At this moment, the bedroom was empty.

——Half an hour ago, Fu Lingyuan just greeted her and said that he was going out to see Lu Shaocong's rituals.

From last night until he just went out, they had been communicating with each other on video, watching each other work in their respective spaces, or sitting opposite each other without talking and being warm, before going to bed he played hooligan at her through the screen as always, and then fell asleep quietly as if the two were lying on the same bed.

She didn't mention it.

He didn't say anything.

But he didn't think about it......?

Originally, it was just a silent inference by herself.

Now even Meng Huan, who doesn't know the clue of the old photo, has guessed the identity of No. 3 and discussed it with her......

It's as if it has been further verified......

Ruan Shu got up and walked to the side of the bed. Staring at the big bear, his eyes flickering.

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Meng Huan held his mobile phone and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the high-rise buildings in the whole city and the traffic under the high-rise buildings, and shook his mind for a while.

After condensing back, she left her office and went to the chairman's office.

"Vice President Meng." The two little secretaries all stood up to greet her, and no one stopped her.

Meng Huan stopped and took the initiative to ask: "Did the personnel department send a list of newly recruited secretaries?" ”

"Yes, Vice President Meng." Two little secretaries offered to be courteous. "We just got it, and we haven't had time to send it to the chairman yet. Do you want Vice President Meng to take a look? ”

"Give it to me, and I'll send you in together." Meng Huan stretched out his hand.

The two little secretaries hurriedly handed it to her.

Meng Huan didn't even glance at it, and knocked on the office door.

"Come in." Lu Zhenhua responded.

Meng Huan opened the door and entered, and greeted him according to the company's title: "Chairman." ”

When she walked to his desk, she first handed over the document she had brought: "This is the latest weekly report of the various departments under the 'New Imperial Court' project. Mr. Fu and I have already seen it. ”

"Hmm......" Lu Zhenhua bowed, and his head did not lift from the document he was browsing.

Only then did Meng Huan put the list of newly recruited secretaries up.

Lu Zhenhua took it indifferently, put it aside, and motioned for her to come to him.

Meng Huan walked around as he intended.

Lu Zhenhua grabbed her hand, pulled her to sit on his lap, spread what he was looking at to her, and wrapped his waist around her: "You can also take a look, which school is suitable for Shaojie?" This is the information I have people collect from schools throughout the United States. ”

Meng Huan lowered his eyes, hiding the true emotions at the bottom of his eyes, and his fingers lightly touched the page: "Didn't you just send Shaojie out next year?" ”

"It will be sent out to wait for next year, but of course the school must start selecting, inspecting, and going through the procedures now, so that everything is arranged properly, and Shaojie only needs to go to school in the past."

Lu Zhenhua said the same: "Also, the person who went to the United States to take care of him with Shaojie, in addition to the wet nurse at home, should select two nannies with a high level of education and good conduct." ”

"My idea is to find two international students who are studying at a prestigious local university, and we can fund all their expenses, as long as they can take care of Shaojie. In this regard, Ah Yuan used to study in the United States and is also very familiar with the United States, so I also asked him to take a look and give some reference by the way. ”

"What do you think?" The last sentence seems to be incidental.

Meng Huan frowned lightly: "Wait for Shaojie to be sent to the United States." Shaojie is almost a year old. Isn't it too wasteful for a one-year-old child to spend so much money on education before he understands anything? ”

"So you're a new mom, and you still have to learn." Lu Zhenhua patted the back of her hand, "Today's children are all cultivated from their mother's womb. Shaojie is the future heir of Sanxin Group, no matter how much money is spent, it is not a waste, and we are not unable to give him the best education? ”

Meng Huan was silent and withdrew his fingers from the page: "You can do it." I don't have much of an opinion. ”

"How do I feel like you're playing tricks on me?" Lu Zhenhua lifted Meng Huan's face with his hand, and then pointed to the list of new secretaries, "Do you need to send it in person?" Deliberately? ”

"By the way, I'm not busy sending it in, and the door of the chairman's office will be pried open twice." Meng Huan said lightly.

Lu Zhenhua's finger tapped lightly on the list: "Are you so unconfident in yourself now?" I'm just choosing a few secretaries, and I'm not accepting a new aunt? I don't have as much energy to focus on other women now. ”

Meng Huan gently touched Lu Zhenhua's head: "Lu Ye is in the prime of life, and little girls like uncles. Lu Ye didn't know that he had always been very popular among the female employees of the company? ”

"It's all thanks to you, for dying my hair, so that others can barely see my gray hair." Lu Zhenhua's eyes smiled.

Meng Huan's fingers turned to touch the folds on Lu Zhenhua's lower eyelids: "Didn't Lu Ye sleep well in the past two days?" ”

Lu Zhenhua narrowed his pupils imperceptibly: "No, it's just that I have more dreams at night recently." ”

"It doesn't seem like a nightmare." Meng Huan got up, stood behind him and rubbed his temples, "I didn't feel any movement from Lu Ye on the side." ”

"Hmm...... It's not a nightmare......" Lu Zhenhua closed his eyes and enjoyed her service.

Meng Huan lowered his eyes and stared at the top of his hair, giving him a brief silence with an expressionless face.

Instantly, there was a knock on the office door from the outside.

It was Heixi's bodyguard who came to inform Lu Zhenhua that the car was ready.

"Lu Ye left work early today?" Meng Huan asked, "Don't you have to have dinner with the deputy director of the Land Planning Bureau in the evening?" ”

"He had something to do and changed his appointment." Lu Zhenhua had already opened his eyes and stood up, and asked her by the way, "I just have time, I plan to go to the mourning hall of Shaocong and Dafu to have a look." If you don't have anything to do, let's go along. ”

"Today is a practice, tomorrow is a funeral. A-Yuan was also over there. He greeted me at noon and said that he would go to Bang to confirm the last appearance of Shaocong. ”

Meng Huanbang took his coat from the hanger and nodded: "Okay, then I'll take a look too." ”

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Funeral parlor.

Lu Shaocong and Uncle Hai's mourning hall is set up next door.

The legal arrangement is Lu Shaocong's priority.

Wang Xueqin came over early in the morning to do something, and when she saw Fu Lingyuan coming, she twisted her waist and stepped forward with a smile: "Or Ah Yuan, you have a heart." The injuries didn't heal, so I came over. ”

As she spoke, she beckoned to the table and chair area in the corner: "Come on, come on, don't stand there, hurry up and sit~ Now the masters are busy around Shaocong's ice coffin, and it's not convenient for you to see Shaocong, wait, they will rest every half an hour." ”

Fu Lingyuan's eyes were black and mellow, and he took the lead among the four or five monks not far away, trying to compare his figure with the man more than ten years ago.

There are so many people in the world, and if they are similar in height and size, they are actually nothing.

But once you have a thought in your heart, it is easy to get closer to it unconsciously.

Yideng's height is indeed about the same as Uncle Hao's.

As for the body type, it is not easy to consider that Yideng has been wearing loose monk robes for many years.

Fu Lingyuan's pupils shrank, condensing at a light's face.

It's not the first time he's noticed a light's face.

The long eyebrows that covered most of his gaze, the beard, Fu Lingyuan knew that they were all his disguises, and the cross-dressing technique of "S" was taught by him, and he must be clever.

But Fu Lingyuan never thought that the real face under these disguises was most likely his familiar face.

Wang Xueqin Zhengbang Fu Lingyuan poured a cup of tea, and finally came to someone, her mouth couldn't be idle, and she chattered vigorously: "To say that we are lucky." It just so happened that the person who was scheduled to do the event today was canceled, so we took the opportunity. ”

"Master Yideng doesn't often go out in person on weekdays, and he pays attention to fate. Isn't it a deep fate with our Lu family, so I am willing to go all the way. A-Yuan, don't you say? ”

Suddenly, there was a cracking sound.

Wang Xueqin stared at it and saw that the teacup she had just poured for him was cracked in Fu Lingyuan's hand.

She only felt terrible, and hurriedly shouted: "Oh Ah Yuan, what's going on?" You let go of your hands and let go quickly~ Don't hurt the porcelain pieces~"

And in fact, it is already hurting. Along the table was a few traces of his blood.

Moreover, his hands were also burned a little red by the tea.

Fu Lingyuan didn't have any special reaction: "It's okay Aunt Xue, probably the water is too hot, and the teacup itself has cracks, and it can't stand it for a while, so it swells and breaks." ”

"The things in this funeral parlor are indeed inferior products, and they are too undurable~" Wang Xueqin complained, and immediately became concerned, "You hurry up and deal with it~ If the old injury is not healed, a new injury will be added, and I will not be able to explain it to the master." ”

Li Qing stood behind and could see it clearly, where is the heat expansion? It was clearly crushed by his own boss.

Without delay, he quickly instructed Zhao Shisan to go to the staff in the funeral home to ask for a medical kit, and he had to pull Fu Lingyuan to make a water for his hand.

"No, it's out of the way." Fu Lingyuan shook his head and refused, withdrew his hand, and only wiped it with a tissue, while his eyes were still staring at a few monks, reminding Wang Xueqin, "Aunt Xue, are the masters coming over to rest?" ”

Wang Xueqin turned her head and looked at it, and got up in a hurry: "Yes, yes~I'll go say hello~"

Fu Lingyuan also got up after him, his dark eyes were heavy, and he went straight to Lu Shaocong's ice coffin.

Several monks followed Wang Xueqin to the tea break table and staggered with Fu Lingyuan.

Coincidentally, a lamp was not among them, and it still stayed at the table containing the ritual utensils in front of Lu Shaocong's ice coffin, as if preparing for the transcendent ritual that would continue after the tea break.

However, is it really a coincidence? Or did Yideng sense that he was looking for him, so he deliberately left him a chance to talk to him alone? Fu Lingyuan clenched his fists. I didn't notice that the hole on my hand that had just been pierced by the porcelain ballast came out a lot of blood.

Stopping next to the ice coffin, Fu Lingyuan first looked down at Lu Shaocong who was lying inside.

The hole in the forehead that had been pierced by the bullet had been covered by the undertaker in some unknown way, and there was no trace of it.

What Lu Shaocong wore was not a shroud, but his usual style of dress.

Therefore, on the whole, Lu Shaocong just seems to be asleep.

I'm just asleep......

Compared with so many people who have been tortured by him, Lu Shaocong's way of death is really cheap for him.

After scanning with cold eyes, Fu Lingyuan turned sideways slightly and looked at a light.

A lamp was facing away from him, fiddling with something on the ritual table.

Fu Lingyuan glanced in Wang Xueqin's direction.

Wang Xueqin was greeting the rest of the monks.

Fu Lingyuan retracted his gaze, re-fixed the back of a lamp, and asked directly, "Do you think people will come back from the dead?" ”

Yideng turned his head in response and confirmed to him: "The donor is talking to the old monk?" ”

"Are there any other living people here besides you and me?" Fu Lingyuan mocked.

Yideng put down the things in his hand for the time being, politely turned around and stood face to face with Fu Lingyuan, and folded his hands in greeting: "I haven't seen this benefactor for a long time." It's a pity to meet again in this situation. The deceased is gone, and the living are like this, hoping that the benefactor will mourn. ”

"The real murderer is standing in front of me now, what should I really do is to mourn, or expose your hypocrisy?" Fu Lingyuan continued to taunt.

Yideng also continued to pretend to be confused: "Donor, the old monk only helps the deceased to be reborn in the Pure Land of Bliss, and the deceased should seek help from the police for help in the deceased's life." ”

"Yes......" Fu Lingyuan took a step closer to him, "What do I think." Can you do it all by yourself? ”

The donor laughed. Yideng smiled, "I'm afraid that the donor, like the other female benefactor before, has misunderstood." The Buddha is not omnipotent, and the donor cannot ask for anything in front of the Buddha. ”

Fu Lingyuan didn't seem to be listening to his words with his ears at all, his eyes never moved his face, and he asked again: "Do you think people can come back from the dead?" ”

"Donor's Day condolences." A light of condolences.

"Do you think people can die, come back to life, and be born?" Fu Lingyuan gritted his teeth and repeated.

One lamp showed great tolerance, without the slightest impatience, and replied: "No." ”

"Okay." Fu Lingyuan's expression was cold, if he had a deep meaning, "That is, he has never died at all." ”

There was no gap to stay, Fu Lingyuan then asked: "Do you think there are two people in the world who look exactly the same?" ”

Yideng still smiled: "Donor, forgive the old monk for not being able to answer questions other than Buddhism." ”

"Do you want 'Dharma'......" The corners of Fu Lingyuan's mouth flashed with a shallow sneer, and he changed a question, "You just said the Pure Land of Bliss." People only have a chance to go when they die, right? ”

"Yes, donor." A lamp is long and bearded, "Even if there are five reverses and ten evils, it will be the ultimate sinful karma." He should have fallen into hell, but as long as he was willing to recite the Buddha to survive before he died, he could also be born. This is the special beauty of the Pure Land. ”

"The special ...... of the Pure Land" Fu Lingyuan repeated these last words with inexplicable emotions between his lips and teeth, and walked closer to the lamp, with a blasphemous meaning, he stretched out a finger and picked his long beard very impolitely, his eyes were as deep as the sea, "What about you?" Is it time to be reborn in the Pure Land? ”

A light took a step back without a trace, widened the distance between him and Fu Lingyuan, and his expression did not change: "The old monk has not yet attained the Tao." Thanksgiving to the Lord for good words. I hope that when the old monk dies, he can also be consummated. ”

Because of his retreat, the tip of his long beard crossed Fu Lingyuan's palm.

Fu Lingyuan curled his fingers and grasped the tip of his long beard.

A lamp froze his body and looked up at him.

Eyes met for a moment.

Fu Lingyuan's face tightened, he breathed a sigh in his heart, gritted his back molars, and pulled his hands.

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