Chapter 566: Han Lao's funeral

In the early morning, the weather was gloomy and raining lightly, and as far as the eye could see, all you could see was a foggy patch, and occasionally a few slanting rain curtains could be captured.

On this day, the Han family was in the city, but it was even quieter and colder than usual, because today was Han Lao's funeral, and the people from the eight major families in S City basically came, and people from middle-level families also sent representatives to visit.

Han Tianran and Han Tianhe still had to pretend to be filial at this moment, wearing a black suit, standing at the door with white sleeves on their arms to greet visitors, and bowed slightly when they saw everyone humbly and politely.

"Condolences." People in the past will say a word to Han Tianran and Han Tianhe.

Fu Qingyuan knew that the news of Han Lao's departure was still told by his grandfather, and he decided not to tell Mo Zishu after some consideration, because although Mo Zishu's situation was stable, he knew the relationship between Mo Zishu and Han Lao, if Mo Zishu knew that Han Lao had gone, it was estimated that she would be stimulated again, and her body could not withstand such stimulation.

Fu Qingyuan helped his grandfather Fu Shengshan and slowly walked towards the gate of the Han family, and he stood aside with an umbrella.

Han Tianran and Han Tianhe saw that the people from the Fu family were coming, their faces were shocked, and then they hurriedly greeted them.

"Old Man Fu, you're here!" Han Tianran deliberately made it very pale, and squeezed out a smile on his face.

"It's hard for the old man Fu to come so far to see off his father." Han Tianhe is not as fake as Han Tianran, and in comparison, he is more generous and decent.

"As soon as my father went, he was so happy." Fu Shengshan was not very angry when he saw Han Tianhe, and when he saw Han Tianran's hypocritical smile, he was depressed and made fun of Han Tianran.

The smile on Han Tianran's face immediately froze and stiffened, and in the end, he could only nod and see the Fu family and his party enter.

"Phew, it's not an old thing that's dying." When Fu Shengshan walked away, Han Tianran spit on the ground and said disdainfully.

Han Tianhe looked at Han Tianran's behavior coldly.

The hall of the Han family was hung with white cloth and white flowers everywhere, and in the center of the hall was a photo of Han Lao before his death, which was processed by a special person and turned into black and white.

All the juniors of the Han family and the servants of the Han family all changed into black clothes.

Qin Zhao and the housekeeper stood at the door of the Han family's hall to greet the second wave.

"Old man Fu." Qin Zhao saw Fu Shengshan's arrival, and took the first step in front of Fu Shengshan, his face was pale and his words shouted without ups and downs.

As soon as his gaze turned, his gaze fell on Fu Qingyuan's body again: "Master Fu." ”

Fu Shengshan nodded, barely squeezing out a smile on his haggard face: "Good boy, thank you for your hard work." ”

"Old Man Fu, Master Fu, please come in." Qin Zhao pursed his lips and invited the Fu family inside.

Fu Shengshan, Fu Qingyuan, and the people behind him all took the white chrysanthemum from the butler's hand, and then walked neatly to the inner mourning hall.

Fu Shengshan looked at Han Zhengyun's face in the black-and-white photo in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a pantothenic acid in his heart, his old wrinkled eyebrows and eyes gradually became ruddy, he gently put Bai Ju around the photo, raised his hand and stroked the person in the photo, the corners of his mouth squirmed, but he couldn't say anything, he still can't believe that such a good person can leave when he says go.

Fu Qingyuan also followed and put Bai Ju around the photo, and helped his grandfather, who couldn't help but stiffen his body, to the side.

The four elders of the Han family greeted the guests who came to see them off in the mourning hall.

"Great Elder, has the cause of Old Man Han's death been clarified?" Fu Shengshan walked up to the Great Elder and asked, he still wanted to ask, after all, there were too many wolves in sheep's clothing in the Han family, and they were all staring at Han Zhengyun, wishing that Han Zhengyun would die soon, and if he couldn't keep it, someone would want to do it.

The Great Elder told Fu Shengshan exactly what the doctor said.

When Fu Shengshan heard this, his body trembled, he never thought that this final outcome was really not artificial.

"That's fine, it's not those people, Old Man Han can rest assured when he's gone." Fu Shengshan finally nodded helplessly, and with Fu Qingyuan's support, he stepped aside.

Tong'an Hospital:

"What about others?" Mo Zishu asked Shen Nancheng in front of him in a cold voice, looking at Shen Nancheng indifferently with a cold gaze, his face was a little harsh.

Shen Nancheng couldn't resist Mo Zishu in the face of this, but thinking of Fu Ye's order in the morning, he had no choice but to bite the bullet.

"Master Fu, he went to the company early in the morning, saying that he was in a bit of a hurry." Shen Nancheng could only think of such a lame reason to fool Mo Zishu, but he also knew in his heart that Mo Zishu would not be fooled by him so well.

"Oh, then you call him." Mo Zishu responded to Shen Nancheng lightly, looking at the slanting wind and drizzle outside the window from the corner of her eyes, and there was always an uneasy premonition in her heart.

"This, Sister Mo, you also know that Fu Ye's mobile phone is generally silent when he is working." Shen Nancheng smiled awkwardly, standing in front of Mo Zishu had a feeling of discomfort, especially when he looked at him with cold eyes, he felt a little furious.

"Tuk-tuk." There was a knock on the door.

Shen Nancheng looked towards the door, and saw through the transparent glass that it was Shi Wei and his group, and immediately felt that the savior was coming.

"Shushu, how are you feeling today?" Shi Wei came to Mo Zishu's bed with a bouquet of white bellflower in her hand, and behind her were the white fox, the black fox and Baili Xian.

"Not bad." Smelling the faint fragrance of flowers, Mo Zishu felt a little more comfortable in her heart, but the color of this flower was white and a little dazzling.

"What's wrong with you?" Shi Wei looked at Shen Nancheng uncomfortable, as if he wanted to escape from here, so he asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's okay." Shen Nancheng hurriedly waved his hand and walked to the side with a smile.

"Weiwei, where is Fu Er? Why didn't you see him with you? A hint of coolness flashed in Mo Zishu's eyes, and she raised her head and asked Shi Wei.

"He, it seems that he went to someone's funeral with Fu Qingyuan." Shi Wei thought about it and told Mo Zishu.

Shen Nancheng, who was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, heard Shi Wei speak out without pausing, and his face collapsed suddenly.

"It's over, it's over, it's strange that Master Fu doesn't kill me." Shen Nancheng felt a burst of despair in his heart.

"Shen Nancheng, whose funeral is it?" Then Mo Zishu looked at Shen Nancheng, and the uneasy feeling in her heart became stronger and stronger.

"This, I, I can't say." Shen Nancheng was hesitant, his eyes dodged, and he didn't dare to look directly at Mo Zishu's clear eyes.

Shi Wei and the others suddenly realized that something was wrong, and they all looked towards Shen Nancheng.

"Don't look at me, I can't say." Shen Nancheng was surrounded by this gaze and felt uncomfortable, and those words were like a fish in his throat.

"Vivi give me the computer." Mo Zishu no longer asked Shen Nancheng, but said to Shi Wei.

Shi Wei nodded, and immediately turned around to get the computer.

"Don't don't, I said, I said it's not okay." Shen Nancheng closed his eyes and finally didn't hold back.

"It's Han Lao, Han Lao's funeral, Han Lao went last night." Shen Nancheng's heart was crossed, anyway, Mo Zishu would know sooner or later, what he said was just a long pain is better than a short pain.

Mo Zishu's mind instantly felt as if something had exploded, and she couldn't hear anything except what Shen Nancheng said.

"Shushu, Shushu, are you okay?" Shi Wei gently shook Mo Zishu's sluggish body and shouted worriedly.

And the white fox and the black fox, Baili Xian noticed a trace of abnormality.

"Who is this Han Lao, and what does it have to do with Sister Mo?" The white fox hurriedly asked Shen Nancheng.

"I don't know." Shen Nancheng told the truth, he really didn't know what Mo Zishu had to do with Han Lao, and he was surprised when he learned that Han Lao and Mo Zishu knew each other.

"Weiwei, prepare a set of clothes for me, I'm going to Han's house." After a violent trance, Mo Zishu's misty eyes gradually became clearer, and he said to Shi Wei in a cold voice.

"Shushu, you can't be discharged from the hospital yet." Shi Wei frowned and did not agree to Mo Zishu.

"Weiwei, I'm going to Han's house, Han Lao is a very important person to me." Mo Zishu calmly explained to Shi Wei.

Shi Wei pondered for a while and did not agree.

And Shen Nancheng on the side silently thought in his heart, Shi Wei must not agree.

"Okay, you can go if you want to, but I'll be with you." Shi Wei agreed after some contemplation.

"Let's go too." The black fox also opened her mouth and said that she must be going to join in the fun of this kind of thing.

"It's decided, Shen Nancheng, you have a way to enter the Han family, right, it's up to you to take us in." Baili Xian said directly without Shen Nancheng's consent.

Shen Nancheng's face was as bad as a bitter melon.

"Can I refuse?" Shen Nancheng still wanted to die and struggle.

"What do you think?" The white fox glanced at it.

Shen Nancheng abandoned.

Then, Mo Zishu and his party left the hospital without hiding from the hospital.

In the car to Han's house, Mo Zishu was wearing a black baseball cap with her resting head down, a loose and simple black blazer on her upper body, a silky black shirt inside, the neckline was spread out, revealing obvious collarbones, and the lower body was a dark gray suit wide-leg pants with black board shoes.

The whole person sits by the window, giving people a feeling that no one is close to and is angry.

"Shushu, if you feel uncomfortable, you must let us know." Shi Wei was covered in an all-black outfit, and she looked at the quiet Mo Zishu worriedly.

Originally, they all proposed to let Mo Zishu go in a wheelchair, but Mo Zishu refused.

They watched Mo Zishu get out of bed by himself, the sweat on his forehead became worse with every step he took, and there was something unbearable in their eyes, but they couldn't stop Mo Zishu.

"Hmm." Mo Zishu replied lightly, still leaning against the window with her head down.

The window was slightly open, and the drizzle was sent into the car with a cool breeze, hitting Mo Zishu's hat, and the indifferent eyes hidden under the baseball cap became more and more cold.