The solemn and sad hall, who came to say goodbye to express a sorrow, Xia Shiyi politely stretched out his hand, politely bowed his head, and turned to shake the other party's hand, but his face was cold.

Bo Yixi pursed his lips, this stinky boy is still quite backbone, if it were in normal times, he would reach out and rub his head indiscriminately, mess up his hair and laugh at him.

I don't know if it's because he grew up with barrister Cheng Zhanglun, this kid has been a standard small suit since he was in kindergarten. With his cold temperament, I don't know how many little girls I have charmed at school.

Maybe it's because of this, it's too torturous, so this kid just learns from his father.

By the age of ten, he had already completed elementary school and high school.

It is said that he has already stepped into the legal threshold and is studying for professional books, and there are also distance courses in the Ivy League schools in North America......

Bo Yixi didn't stay in front of the sad teenager for too long.

On such a solemn occasion today, he had to bow his head slightly.

Then he walked up to Xia Hanxun and opened his arms to give the little girl a hug.

Xia Hanxun wore a small black dress with his hands in a regular manner, and his cold eyes glanced away, not giving him any face.

Bo Qinghang, who was standing beside Xia Hanxun to see off the guests, saw this and sighed lightly: "Bo Yixi." ”

Bo Yixi was bored, but still symbolically hugged the little girl and whispered "I'm sorry" in her ear.

When he let go of the little girl and walked past his brother, he was surprised to see that his parents were also standing in the family appreciation area, and not only the two of them, but also Cheng Zhanglun's other three close friends, who were in charge of the memorial service and funeral affairs.

Originally, he was in charge of these things......

When Bo Yixi passed in front of the elders, he buried his head and walked out of the pine and cypress hall quickly.

I'm afraid he will never be able to wait for the understanding from Xia Hanxun and the three elders behind the girl.

It's just that after his figure disappeared into the crowd, the stubborn girl followed the direction in which he disappeared, and two tears popped out of her eyes.

The funeral that followed, the long and heavy sadness weighed down on her.

Returning to Cheng's house from the cemetery, Xia Hanxun could only lean on the corner of the sofa in the spacious living room and mend the scars of life alone.

By this time, it was late afternoon.

It is customary for a deceased who has hired a private lawyer to summon his heirs after the funeral and other activities, and relatives or even friends are required to be present to witness the contents of the will.

Or, do the division of property in the content of the will.

Usually this process does not last long because the lawyer has already prepared all kinds of legal documents.

But today's audience for the will reading is more special, Xia Hanxun and his younger brother Xia Shiyi have accepted the lawyer's reading of the will for the second time, and the last time was ten years ago.

On that evening ten years ago, the lawyer also read it out in front of Xia Shiyi, who was only one year old, and Xia Hanxun, who was ten years old, with a stack of legal documents. That day, their sister and brother didn't understand anything, the only thing they understood was that their parents were gone, and then, the law firm co-founded by their parents and others was temporarily handed over to Uncle Cheng, who was closest to them, to take care of.

"Ahem, then let's listen to Lao Cheng's will first." The lawyer sat in a single chair in the middle of the living room and looked around at several people with heavy faces in the living room.