Li Fang and Song An, as well as some high-ranking people at the hospital, were waiting for him outside.

No one dared to go in and call him.

When he came out, Song An felt that the figure of his young master was so lonely that it was distressing.

"Young master, go back first, people can't be resurrected after death."

When Fu Nanli got into the car, the snow was falling heavily.

Fu Nanli's migraine came at an inopportune time, and the pain made him a little suffocated, Song An was worried: "I let Dean Li come to your villa?" ”

"No, no, I'll just take a break."

There are many things to deal with, his father's funeral, how to explain to his grandfather and mother, how to appease Jo'er, there are too many problems in front of him.

It was so messy that he didn't know what to do with it for a moment.

When he arrived at the villa, it was quiet, he took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, and slowly went upstairs.

Pushing open the bedroom door, which was empty, his heart lifted and gently called Wen Qiao's name.

No one answered.

He searched every room in the villa, but he didn't see her.

He called Qin Bei, and Qin Bei said that he had indeed sent people, and all his bodyguards lived in the villa next door, and Qin Bei said that he didn't see Wen Qiao leave.

Fu Nanli returned to the master bedroom, entered the bathroom, and saw Wen Qiao soaking in the bathtub with his clothes on.

Reaching out and touching it, the water in the bathtub was cold.

"Don't you want to die? Want to freeze to death? ”

The person was pulled out by Fu Nanli, and Wen Qiao's eyes were red: "Let me turn myself in." ”

Fu Nanli helped her change her clothes, wrapped the person in the bath towel and returned to the bedroom, the heating was turned on to the maximum, he helped her wipe her hair, and said in a low voice: "You didn't kill people." ”

She is unconscious, she cannot be considered a murderer, and even if she turns herself in, she does not have to bear criminal responsibility.

In any case, he would protect her.

Wen Qiao grabbed his hand tightly: "He is your father, how can I ......"

"Okay, Qiao'er, don't think about it so much, it's come to this, don't think too much, don't think too much."

Wen Qiao: "I'm guilty, I can't face your Fu family anymore." ”

Fu Nanli frowned: "Forget all this, just assume that tonight's incident didn't happen, huh?" ”

Wen Qiao shook his head, she couldn't do it, how could she be when all this didn't happen.

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No matter how painful Wen Qiao was, how she couldn't do it, Fu Nanli asked her to forget all this, and the Fu family's funeral was also held as scheduled.

Just three days later, Fu Xianyuan's funeral was held in the Fu family cemetery.

Old Man Fu is much better than the day he first learned that Fu Xianyuan had come back from the dead and was born and died.

At least it is no longer dead and dead, at least there are real ashes of his son under this grave, and his son is no longer buried in the cold and merciless sea, but has returned to his roots.

The old man has always paid attention to this, and he can be regarded as at ease.

Who does not die?

Ye Minqiu is the same, when she learned that he died unexpectedly, she was already sad, and now she is sad for a few days, but she can't be resurrected after death, and she can only bury her grief deep in her heart.

Her younger sister Ye Minchun accompanied her throughout the whole process and comforted her.

The group was wearing black coats and holding black umbrellas, and the atmosphere of the cemetery was solemn and solemn.

Ye Minqiu suddenly asked Fu Nanli: "Why didn't Wen Qiao come over?" ”

Although Wen Qiao and her son are not married, they are already the daughters-in-law they have identified, and she usually attends important occasions, but she did not come to her husband's funeral today.