After Fang Qin was taken away by the police, the funeral returned to its original calm. Even if there is an undercurrent surging in the hearts of the people present, in front of the Shen family, they will not talk about it for half a minute.

Shen Erye pursed his lips tightly, the lines of his face were a little cold and hard, but his eyes were slightly red.

After being away from home for a long time, many people have become blurred in his memory, and among those yellowed traces, this child named Wang Jiayue is still in the face of a quiet and dignified little girl.

Shen Erye forcibly suppressed the astringency in his heart, walked to Wang Jiayue's tablet, took the incense, lit it, and worshipped.

He bowed deeply three times to this Wang Jiayue's tablet, a standard ninety degrees, and each stroke represented his apology.

If it weren't for the fact that his beloved woman left him back then, and he married Fang Qin in grief and anger, there would be no today's events.

His fault is borne by the juniors.

After worshipping Wang Jiayue, Second Master Shen walked straight in front of Shen Fengli and bent down in front of him.

"I'm sorry." He said.

Shen Fengli hurriedly helped Shen Erye up, as a junior, he couldn't afford such a big gift.

"You don't have to, it's not your fault."

Second Master Shen shook his head, as if he was refuting Shen Fengli's words, but he didn't say anything after all.

There are some things that are buried in the bottom of my heart and do not need to be spoken. He will spend his life atoning for this sin.

At the end of the funeral, a light rain began to fall from the sky, and the rain dripped on his body, and he did not even make a sound.

It seems that God is crying silently for Wang Jiayue.

The crowd dispersed, and the distant figure was gradually shrouded in laughter, and the sadness left in the bottom of my heart only belonged to the Shen family. Belong to them alone.

Qiao Qingxian's mental state has not been very good, after attending Wang Jiayue's funeral, she sat in the car, closed her eyes, and fell asleep groggy.

She had a low-grade fever, and after taking the medicine, she went upstairs to her room to sleep.

I don't know how long it took, but I vaguely heard Shen Fengli's voice in my ears, but my eyelids were too heavy to open them anyway.

In the end, he fell into darkness and was no longer conscious.

Downstairs.

Shen Fengli took the teacup handed over by Qiao's mother, "How is Qingxian now?" ”

From time to time, his gaze swept over the upstairs door, with obvious concern in his eyes.

At the funeral, he had been paying attention to Qiao Qingxian and noticed that she was not in good spirits, but he had no way to walk to her side for a while to express his worries.

"I've already fallen asleep, I originally said that I wouldn't let this child participate, but I have to go, and now I have a low-grade fever." Qiao's mother's voice carried distress for Qiao Qingxian.

The child who was afraid of melting in her mouth since she was a child, and was afraid of breaking it in her hand, now that she has suffered so many crimes, how can she not feel distressed.

"Can I go up and see the strings?" Shen Fengli's hand holding the teacup was slightly forced, slightly apprehensive.

Qiao's mother hesitated for a moment and shook her head, "Qingxian just fell asleep, so don't bother." ”

Qiao Qingxian's mood has always been very good, and now it is rare to sleep, Qiao's mother doesn't want Shen Fengli to disturb Qiao Qingxian's rest.

Shen Fengli took a sip, knowing Qiao's mother's intentions, and didn't say anything more. After sitting for a while, he got up and took his leave.

Seeing Qiao Qingxian, it was useless for him to stay here.

Before leaving, Shen Fengli couldn't help but turn around and glanced at Qiao's villa, where Qiao Qingxian's room was located.

Qiao Qingxian didn't know how long he had been asleep, and it was already afternoon when he woke up. Her mind was a little heavy, but the fever had subsided, and her mind couldn't help but recall what had happened recently.

The funeral was like a farce, with ups and downs, all the voices intertwined, the good and the bad, all to blame for a mocking laugh.

Even if they don't want to, the Shen family will still lose face this time, and for a long time in the future, they will become the laughing stock of tea and dinner in the upper circles.

And these things have nothing to do with Qiao Qingxian, she locked herself in the room, covered her head with the quilt, shrunk into a small ball, pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

Wang Jiayue's death was like a nightmare, and the blood splashed from the sound of gunshots echoed in front of Qiao Qingxian's eyes from time to time, like a nightmare, trapping her thoughts.

"Qingxian, it's time to eat." Qiao's mother patted the door of Qiao Qingxian's room and called softly.

Qiao Qingxian has been pampered at home since she was a child, and she has been raised and raised, and in just a few days, she has experienced a lot of things that she has experienced in the first twenty-four years.

Death, an extremely distant word, was so real in front of her, and it was no wonder that her mood swings were so great.

"I'm not hungry." Qiao Qingxian replied sullenly.

She knew that she shouldn't let her family worry, but she couldn't control her emotions, and only Wang Jiayue was by her side during that time, and the long lonely night was the only companion by her side.

Qiao's mother could only sigh helplessly, went downstairs and shook her head at the father and son downstairs.

"Eat it yourself, I won't eat it." Mother Joe said and went back to her room.

Upstairs, in Qiao Qingxian's room, the silence was as clear as the sound of a needle falling on the ground.

At this moment, a pleasant bell suddenly rang, and the crisp sound was unusually harsh in the silence.

Qiao Qingxian frowned and connected the phone, the phone was an unknown number in the city, and after connecting, a gentle voice came from there.

"May I ask if it's Miss Qiao Qingxian?"

Qiao Qingxian asked vigilantly, "Who are you?" ”

A chuckle came from there, "Don't be so defensive about me, I'm not a bad person." I'm looking for you because I have evidence in my hand that can allow Yanhua to sit through the prison, are you interested in hearing it? ”

Qiao Qingxian pursed his lips and did not answer immediately.

Yanhua's matter made her, a young lady who is not familiar with the world, a little wary of others.

"Miss Qiao, I won't hurt you. If you want to know, come to a Starbucks next to the Ancient Charm Place, where I'll be waiting for you. I won't leave until ten o'clock tonight. ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for Qiao Qingxian to reply, and hung up the phone directly.

Qiao Qingxian held his mobile phone and looked at the screen that had been blacked out, with a complicated expression.

This may be the only chance she can punish Yanhua and make this person pay the price he deserves.

Qiao Qingxian gritted his teeth, not thinking about what if it was a trap, he hurriedly got dressed and took a taxi to the address mentioned by the woman on the mysterious phone.

"I didn't expect you to come so early." In the corner, a gentle voice came, exactly the same as the female voice on the phone.

Qiao Qingxian followed the sound and looked up, and what he saw was Lin Ning sitting in the corner. She exhaled, sat down opposite Lin Ning, and glared at her with some complaint.

I didn't expect it to be someone I knew each other.