"I'm really sorry to bother you at this time, because I really can't think of anyone to trust.

This is probably the consequence of my own fault, and I don't even have anyone I can trust except you?

How sad.

……

I don't have anyone in my family anymore, please help me donate all this property and money to charity, even if I haven't lived in vain in my life.

I heard that you and Huo Shen are back together, and the necklace in the box is a wedding gift from me, I hope you don't dislike it.

Congratulations, old man.

White dew, absolute word. ”

Holding those few pieces of letterhead, Lin Fengwan only felt heavy in his heart.

Glory, fame and fortune, in the end, are just a few useless workbooks and a few fluttering bank cards......

Why bother?!

……

Bai Lu's funeral was organized by Lin Fengwan.

The cemetery was also chosen by Lin Fengwan for her, a cemetery on the outskirts of the imperial capital, and the tombstone is the best white marble.

Lin Fengwan knew that Bai Lu's personality was a bit vain.

She didn't gain a reputation when she was alive, and she was given a good cemetery when she died.

Bai Lu's death did not cause any major waves.

After all, since she transferred to Zhao Manyu's name, her popularity has been lost again and again.

The media reports were quickly suppressed by the news of other stars.

Bai Lu has always been a person who loves to be lively and good-looking, but the funeral was extremely deserted, except for Lin Fengwan, only her fans have been rooted since her draft.

There are not many people in the circle who meet and please people on weekdays who are willing to come.

Even if there were a few who wanted to come, for fear that the reporter would take a photo and make some bad news, no one showed up at all, not even her assistant. 678

The photo on the tombstone is a photo of Bai Lu before plastic surgery, just after Lin Feng, Lin Feng chose it late, Bai Lu in the photo is still very young, and there is still a bit of girlish innocence and a beautiful vision of the world on her face.

After the fans offered flowers, they left one after another, and Lin Fengwan stepped forward.

"I've already done it for you, so take a good rest. If there is an afterlife, I hope you can live a little more open-mindedly. ”

Leaning lightly in front of the tombstone a white lily he had prepared for her, Lin Feng took three steps back, bowed three times to the tombstone, and turned to go down the mountain.

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Night.

Chang'an Clubhouse.

When the curtain fell, a small red sports car slowly drove into the underground parking lot of the Chang'an Club.

The car door was pushed open, Wen Ruowan, who was wearing a black dress, got out of the car wearing a mask, and after seeing that there was no one around, she walked quickly to the elevator.

A staff member in a clubhouse uniform was already waiting at the elevator door.

"Are you Miss Wen?"

Wen Ruowan ripped off her mask and showed her face to the other party.

"I am, where is Miss Jun?"

"Please follow me."

The staff pressed the elevator and politely invited her in, and Wen Ruowan hurriedly pulled the mask back.

Everyone knows that Rong Yan and Jun are incompatible.

This time, Jun Qing called her to come over to meet, but Wen Ruowan didn't dare not come because she was pinching her pigtails.

It's just that I'm afraid of offending Rong Yan because of this, so the whole person is cautious, for fear of being photographed by reporters and reaching Rong Yan's ears.

The elevator goes up and stops on the top floor, and the elevator doors slowly part.

Wen Ruowan followed the waiter out of the elevator, looking at the luxuriously decorated and elegant corridor, Rao had seen a lot of people like her, and she couldn't hide her surprise.