Unconsciously, dazzling white hair has appeared between Zhong Fuhong's temples, he is in the prime of life, he looks a lot older at the moment, not at all like the high-spirited and majestic Zhong Fuhong in the past, now he looks like an old father who is suffering the pain of losing his son.

That's it, I don't know how long it has been, due to the large number of guests who came, it was only half of the time after a long time, but this kind of scene has spread throughout the family, and almost all the forces have heard about Zhong Fuhong's matter, and now there are many people who are driving here.

"Dad, are we really going?"

Wang Yufan was a little reluctant to button up his suit, Wang Jianshan had to take him to Zhong Hu's funeral, they had just been to Zhong Fuhong's house not long ago, and they were going to Zhong Hu's funeral again, what he didn't like the most was wearing a black uniform, which looked very tacky.

"Of course we're going, I don't know how many people really want to go here, of course we're going to have a good time."

Wang Jianshan was dressed in a neat and neat tunic and pushed his glasses, he chose to attend Zhong Hu's funeral, of course, not just to attend the funeral, a little Zhong Hu, he is not qualified to let Wang Jianshan go out in person, but if it is Zhong Fuhong, then he really has this qualification, going to the funeral is just a pretense, really going to visit Zhong Fuhong is the real purpose, everyone is going with this purpose.

Although they had already gone to find Zhong Fuhong before, after all, this was the funeral of Zhong Fuhong's son Zhong Hu, and it was still necessary for him to go, after all, the meaning was different.

"Well, well."

Wang Yufan sighed lightly, put on leather shoes, and looked a little reluctant on his face, he wouldn't think about it so much, he would only feel that it would be very unlucky to participate in Zhong Hu's funeral.

"Okay, don't complain, Zhong Fuhong is still suspicious of you now, you just follow me and learn more experience when you come, after all, I can't always protect this family, and I have to hand it over to you later; Second, you go to Zhong Hu's funeral to dispel Zhong Fuhong's suspicions about you, anyway, it wasn't for us to do it, but don't worry about anything. ”

Wang Jianshan looked at Wang Yufan's reluctance on his face, and explained softly to him, he also did this for a purpose, everything was for the future.

"Ah, okay, Dad, I know."

Wang Yufan was stunned for a moment, he didn't think about it so much, looking at Wang Jianshan's earnest teachings, Wang Yufan was a little taught.

Then the two of them drove to the cemetery.

And in another place, the villa also received the news.

"Young Master, Zhong Fuhong is holding a funeral for his son now, should we go and attend it?"

Mo Lao stood in the living room in a daze, looking at Zhong Lou in front of him, as soon as he received the news, he came to report, but he was a little curious about whether they should go to participate, after all, Zhong Hu was killed by them, and it seemed a little strange to go to his funeral, although no one had evidence to identify them as having done it.

"Oh? This old guy is in such a hurry to bury his son? ”

Zhong Lou was half-lying on the sofa, and when he heard what Mo Lao said, he slowly raised his eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at Mo Lao with interest.

I didn't expect this old guy to be so anxious, was he so anxious to bury his precious son?

"Hehe, maybe I can't bear to look at his son's body, I can save my worries if I buried it earlier."

Mo Lao chuckled, he couldn't understand why, why was this old guy in such a hurry?

Before the cause of Zhong Hu's death was investigated, he hurriedly held a funeral for his son? To be honest, it's a bit weird.

"Well, I hope so, but it's a pity, some old guys are not so indecisive, everyone dies, and it's useless for him to do anything, but if he takes advantage of the funeral to pull out a few big fish, then he will make a lot of money."

Zhong Lou's slender fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, making a burst of sound, which seemed very harsh in the quiet living room.

Zhong Lou obviously didn't think so, Zhong Fuhong couldn't have buried his son in a hurry before finding out the cause of Zhong Hu's death, even if it was really buried, Zhong Hu's death would not be blind.

All the funerals that Zhong Fuhong is now holding may be fake, but the real purpose is to lead to the real murderer of Zhong Hu.

That's what he's really for.

"Si."

Listening to Zhong Lou's words, Mo Lao gasped, could it really be as Zhong Lou said, Zhong Fuhong's City Mansion would be so deep? If that's the case, it's simply horrible.

"Young master, he wouldn't joke about this kind of thing, would he?"

Mo Lao frowned deeply, and looked at Zhong Lou with some astonishment, people only have a funeral once in their lives, will Zhong Fuhong fake? That's his son, he probably wouldn't do that.

"Hehe, the dog jumped off the wall in a hurry, Zhong Fuhong has been checking for so long and still hasn't made a decision? It's a ruin for him to do it now, and that's all he can do now. ”

Zhong Lou chuckled, he would not doubt a figure who was once a generation of lions, although their era had passed, but that momentum was still there, Zhong Fuhong would not be the kind of person who fell because of the tragic death of his son.

What's more, the dog is in a hurry and jumps over the wall, not to mention, it has been so long now, Zhong Fuhong has not found out anything, the progress has always been to boil frogs in warm water, and if you don't come to some fierce materials, you may not get anything, obviously Zhong Fuhong thinks so too.

"Well, what the young master said is, then it seems that Zhong Fuhong is about to make the final decision now."

Mo Lao slowly raised his head, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, don't look at his age now, but his kung fu has not regressed at all, and the momentum of his body has also learned to be restrained, ordinary people can't see it at all, they will only think that he is an old man who is easy to bully, but they don't know that this old man is a martial arts master.

"Well, that's right, Zhong Fuhong has no choice now, and he won't have time to go on like this, and he's in a hurry."

Zhong Lou raised his hand and rubbed his ring, he still knows Zhong Fuhong very well about this old guy, don't look at him usually idle, but Zhong Lou will always ponder alone when others don't know, he is used to being lonely, since he was like this since he was a child, he likes to hide in the dark, although he is very lonely, but he feels very good.