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Three whole days.

Jiang Yansheng was in a coma in the ward and did not wake up once, relying on nutrient infusions every day to maintain, Dr. Bai was invited to the hospital, and it was useless to use hypnosis to wake her up.

Huo Xiumo had no choice but to guard her in the company during the day and in the hospital at night.

Jiang Yadong's funeral was held three days later, the news of his death was too sudden, and he was speculated by the outside world in private.

Wang Ying has been crying for the past few days, and she has to rely on Jiang Si's support wherever she goes, and the old lady's situation is even worse.

She didn't even see the last face of her son before his death, she was hit by sudden bad luck and had a brain congestion, and it took more than 20 hours to save her life, so she climbed down from the operating table and climbed in front of Jiang Yadong's corpse, trembling with her old hands to clean her son and put on clean clothes.

Jiang Yadong was lying flat in the coffin, his facial features were resolute and straight, his hair was meticulously combed, and he was wearing a black suit on weekdays.

Mrs. Jiang sent away her husband and son in her life, and she was about to vomit blood with angina, lying on the edge of the coffin: "My son! ”

Jiang Jinqiao wore filial piety clothes and went over to support her grandmother: "It's time for Dad to be buried, grandma, get up quickly." ”

Mrs. Jiang couldn't listen to it, she cried so much that she was about to die, and shouted in a scolding voice: "You are an unfilial son, you don't even care about your mother for a woman, I regret it!" Yadong, I knew that there would be such a day when I wouldn't force Ye Ming to leave, Yadong, when you come back, my mother will find Ye Ming for you. ”

"Jin Qiao, you still don't pull grandma away."

Jiang Siwei seems that there are so many people who mourn, and the old lady is crying to find Ye Ming back, isn't she slapping her mother in the face?

Jiang Jinqiao was very embarrassed, and coaxed the old lady with a red face: "Grandma, Dad doesn't want to see you so sad, let's let him go at ease." ”

Mrs. Jiang's only support now is Jiang Yadong's biological son, hugging Jin Qiao and crying: "My good grandson, the Jiang family will rely on you in the future." ”

Jiang Jinqiao felt uncomfortable, and the corners of his eyes were wet.

He helped the old lady down, and found a servant to take care of her, and when the time for the burial came, everyone, familiar faces, and unfamiliar faces were there.

Only Jiang Yansheng was missing, and Huo Xiumo, as his son-in-law, came over for his wife to see his father-in-law on his last journey.

Jiang Yadong died in a car accident, and his biological daughter couldn't accept the fact that she was in a coma on the spot and has not woken up until now, and the news has long spread all over the wealthy family, and no one will say that Jiang Yansheng is unfilial, and Huo Xiumo gave enough respect to come over in person.

Until a second before Jiang Yadong was buried, Jiang Jinqiao asked Huo Xiumo, who had a solemn face, with a solemn face: "Brother-in-law, can't my sister come?" ”

Huo Xiumo has been busy in the past few days, his face has been thinned a lot, and his deep eyes are full of bottomless emotions, which makes it impossible to figure out his thoughts, and because he is wearing a black windbreaker, even his aura looks cold.

He lifted his eyelids and looked at the coffin being buried, and after a long time, he calmly opened his mouth: "Just let her sleep, not witnessing all this may not be a good thing for her." ”

Jiang Jinqiao is still a boy who has just grown up, and even suffered the bad luck of his father's death, his voice was a little broken: "When my sister wakes up, where can I go to find Lao Jiang." ”

The coffin fell to the ground, and dirt was sprinkled on it.

Everything is settled.

After the funeral, Huo Xiumo went back to the hospital directly, he brought a bouquet of white flowers back, which was taken from Jiang Yadong's chest, and on the way, he sat in the car with gloomy features, staring at the petals with heavy emotions in his eyes.

……

……

Today, Huo Xiumo is not in the company, and Huo Xiucheng is not here.

Li Xin knew where to find him, took a taxi and went to a very remote Chinese-style mansion last time, she walked into the withered garden, and sure enough, she saw the tall and dark figure of the man in the direction of the bench under the tree.

Huo Xiucheng's eyes stared at the waterless pond, the atmosphere was dead and silent, and the bodyguards were guarding far away.

Even when Li Xin stepped on the dead leaves and approached, he didn't look back.

The woman's voice came coldly: "You seem to have some kind of obsession with this abandoned house?" ”

Huo Xiucheng's cold and piercing gaze swept towards her.

Li Xin walked over, this time she was not wearing a blue suit, which did not add a strong color to the place, but a black windbreaker, with her slightly curly long hair shawl scattered, and the makeup on her face was also faint.

Obviously, he had just come from a funeral.

She sat next to the man, and Huo Xiucheng was already disgusted and pushed her away: "If you are dyed with the breath of a dead man, stay away from me." ”

"I didn't have close contact with the dead, how could I get infected?" Li Xin felt that he was very difficult to serve in one aspect.

She didn't sit down again, stood in front of the man, got down to business, and continued the topic just now: "It is said that this place was a place where a dusty woman was hidden by the golden house a few decades ago, and in order to make her smile red, her gold lord also planted peach blossoms on this mountainside to have a tryst......"

Huo Xiucheng's eyes crossed with a heavy irony, and he sneered: "What if you women are shallow-eyed and are favored by tens of millions? It's not damn or have to die. ”

Li Xin was slightly stunned and asked him, "That woman is dead?" ”

Huo Xiucheng had no intention of talking more, and his tone returned indifferently: "What are you doing?" ”

"Master Que got your orders to go and find out what Jiang Yadong was doing in Ye Ming's ancestral hometown, I'm curious." Li Xin's red lips rarely smiled at the man: "So come and ask." ”

"How do you know I'm here?"

Huo Xiucheng looked at her expressionlessly.

Li Xin opened his eyes, swept his gaze around the withered garden, and said, "The first time it was Que Ye who told me, this time I guessed." ”

These words made Huo Xiucheng a little interested: "Let's listen to it." ”

Li Xin had a smile on his lips: "I've been standing for a long time, and I don't have the strength to speak." ”

Huo Xiucheng's eyes narrowed, the corners of his mouth were curled with playfulness, the woman in front of him was not amazing and sexy, sometimes her cold temperament owed a man to clean up, when you felt that she was old-fashioned and boring, inadvertently......

She will give you a kind of charm that is not flattering.

Huo Xiucheng didn't break her mind, and grabbed the woman's wrist with his slender hand and pulled her to her thigh.

In this deserted garden, the residual leaves of the branches were blown down by the wind, and Li Xin's long hair was scattered, stained with a few pieces, and a quiet fragrance lingered around the man.

The corners of her lips couldn't help but curvature, her eyes looked at the man's handsome face, and her plain white fingers went down his cold and hard chin, and gently scraped: "It's remote and uninhabited, and it's rumored to be haunted, isn't the environment just right for a bad guy like you to be a base camp?" ”

Huo Xiucheng's dark eyes flashed with a hint of playfulness, and his big hand held the woman's fingertips and rubbed them carelessly.

Sometimes it is also enjoyable to watch a woman pretend to be clever in front of him.

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