"Forget it, don't say any more. Let's go, there's still a lot to arrange. ”

Fu Jin walked over, pressed He Sijia's shoulders with both hands, and took her away.

Regarding what He Sijia said, Meng Jiaxian almost couldn't listen to it completely.

She stared blankly at Dai Libin's corpse, unable to believe it for a while.

It's only been a few hours, and he's dead?

The scene when I left the hospital seemed to be right in front of my eyes.

"I'm sorry...... I'm sorry for you......"

Meng Jiaxian bit her lip tightly to prevent herself from crying.

However, large tears kept falling, and they all fell on the ground at her feet, and they were a large wet.

When Meng Chang died, Meng Jiaxian had already been very sad once.

Now, Dai Libin is gone, and she has experienced the same sadness again.

Because of the guilt in my heart, this sadness inevitably added a little heaviness.

Fu Jinxing thought that Meng Jiaxian couldn't count on it, so he didn't plan to let her take care of Dai Libin's funeral, but sent his own men to deal with it.

It was the middle-aged man who had been in charge of guarding the He family's compound before, and he was a little surprised when he heard that Dai Libin had died so soon.

"That old man, he is still a good person, and he cooks good food, hey, the world is impermanent."

The middle-aged man sighed and went to take charge of Dai Libin's funeral.

When several of Dai Libin's apprentices got the news, they were not only shocked, but also sad.

The eldest apprentice and his junior disciples also arrived at the hospital, and several big men were crying profusely, with red faces and red ears.

"In the future, the He family's compound will have to rely on you. Even if Uncle Dai is not there, we have to continue to cook the He family's private dishes, which is the best memory of him. If we lose this craft, I don't think Uncle Dai's soul in heaven will rest in peace. ”

He Sijia endured the sorrow in his heart and said to a few chefs.

"Got it."

Everyone replied in unison.

Someone went to do the aftermath, and He Sijia spent the night in the hospital, and he was already exhausted at the moment.

She ignored Meng Jiaxian, went home alone, took a bath, threw herself on the bed, and fell asleep groggily, without even eating.

By the time He Sijia woke up again, it was already the early hours of the next day, and she had slept for eighteen hours in one breath.

Fu Jinxing, who had just finished taking a shower, saw her sit up and whispered, "I'm sorry, didn't I just take the pajamas and make a noise to you?" ”

He Sijia shook his head: "No, after sleeping for so long, I should have woken up a long time ago." ”

After a pause, she asked, "How's things going?" ”

Fu Jin walked over, touched her head, and replied softly: "Everything is fine, don't worry, don't worry about it, leave it to me." ”

Without saying anything more, He Sijia just nodded and leaned into his arms.

Dai Libin's funeral was low-key and solemn, he didn't have any relatives and friends, and the people who came over were basically people from the He family's compound.

Several apprentices stood in a row, and they all volunteered to wear linen and filial piety for him, and sent Dai Libin away as if they were sending their father.

On the contrary, Meng Jiaxian's biological daughter has never appeared.

He Sijia had been looking for her figure from the beginning, and after looking for a long time, she still found nothing, she couldn't help but ask Fu Jinxing: "Didn't you inform Meng Jiaxian?" ”

He raised an eyebrow: "How so?" No matter how much I hate her, I won't fail to tell her about such a big thing. ”

"She really can't come ......"

Extremely disappointed, Horsgar muttered to himself.

She didn't care if Meng Jiaxian came or not.

However, He Sijia felt that Dai Libin must have hoped that she would be able to send him off for the last time.

When the funeral was over, the people left one after another, and a tall and slender figure walked out of a corner not far away.

The woman wearing a black windbreaker and sunglasses is Meng Jiaxian.

Actually, she came early in the morning.

When she came, Fu Jinxing and the others hadn't arrived yet.

It's just that Meng Jiaxian doesn't want to appear.

She wondered if she appeared at Dai Libin's funeral and was recognized, would she be suspicious?

Not many people know the truth now, and Dai Libin is dead, as long as Fu Jinxing and He Sijia don't say it, then it will be an eternal secret.

Walking step by step to Dai Libin's tombstone, Meng Jiaxian took off her glasses, stood up straight, and bowed three times to it.

"I'm sorry, I'll come back to see you in the future."

She looked at the picture on the tombstone and whispered.

Two days later, a man claiming to be Ms. Meng's lawyer approached the door.

"Mr. Fu, I am handing over some documents to you according to Miss Meng's request."

With that, the lawyer handed over a bag of documents.

As Dai Libin's daughter, she asked to inherit his estate.

Among them is a small part of the equity of the He family's compound, which He Sijia gave to Dai Libin at the beginning, and the old house where Dai Libin lived before his death.

"In addition, Miss Meng said that she is willing to be able to transfer this old house, and she asked me to tell you that if she can, she hopes that the person who will take it over is you, and the price is one dollar, but she reserves the right to come back and see this occasionally."

The lawyer said with a smile.

Fu Jinxing was slightly stunned, and He Sijia, who was sitting next to him, also looked dazed.

What are the requirements?

For a dollar, sell the expensive old house, and say, I want to come and see it in the future?

"To be honest, Miss Meng is currently preparing to emigrate. But she said that as long as she has the opportunity, she would like to come to Zhonghai again, and she hopes that at that time, she can go over to see the old house. In addition, regarding the shares of the He family's compound, Miss Meng hopes that they can be discounted and donated to the charity foundation in the name of Mr. Dai Libin. ”

After listening to the lawyer's explanation, Fu Jinxing and He Sijia glanced at each other.

Immigrant?

Donate it?

This was not what they expected.

"This is written by Miss Meng herself, let me give it to the two of you."

The lawyer took out an envelope from his briefcase and held it to Fu Jinxing with both hands.

"Thank you."

Fu Jinxing took it, opened it directly, and looked at the contents of the letter with He Sijia.

There were only a few words on a blank piece of paper.

"I'm happy to do it."

The handwriting is a little sloppy, but the pen is powerful, not like the words written by girls, but very free and proud.

"That's really her way of doing things. Coincidentally, I also have something that I need you to pass on to Miss Meng, please wait a moment, I'll go upstairs to get it. ”

After reading it, He Sijia smiled and got up and went upstairs.

When she went to get something, Fu Jinxing also cooperated very well to complete the two things that the lawyer said before.

Soon, Horsgar returned.

She also had an extra envelope in her hand, thin.

"Please pass this on to Miss Meng."

He handed the envelope to the lawyer.

The lawyer who completed the task immediately said goodbye and left, and without even a minute of delay, he hurried back to Nanping to find Meng Jiaxian to recover his life.

"What did you just go to pick up?"

Curious, Fu Jinxing asked.

Could it be that in reply, He Sijia also wrote a letter to Meng Jiaxian?

"Two photos, one of which was when she was born, and it was through that picture that I realized something was wrong. The other one is Uncle Dai and my mother...... It's Meng Rui's group photo, you've seen it. ”

He Sijia did not sell the guanzi and directly announced the answer.

"Whether she wants to stay or not, give it to her, it can be regarded as a memorial. Still, I guess she won't lose it. ”

She said firmly.

"Actually, on the day of the funeral, she should have been there, but she was hiding. I saw a figure, much like her, but not sure. ”

After thinking about it, Fu Jinxing still decided to tell He Sijia.

"Really? Perhaps, in fact, her nature is not bad, but the past few years have driven her crazy. It was a big mistake for her to combine with Jiang Chengxu at the beginning. ”

With a sigh, He Sijia looked out the window faintly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"If it was you who married Jiang Chengxu at the beginning, you say, what would happen now?"

knew that it was just a hypothesis and had no meaning, but Fu Jinxing suddenly became childish, and he must want to know the answer.

He Sijia laughed: "How can there be so many ifs? ”

He refused to let her go, and insisted that she be her.

She glanced at Fu Jinxing and said speechlessly: "If I really marry him, when you know it, I'm afraid I will be killed, as terrible as Li Mochou!" ”

Touching his chin, Fu Jinxing pondered for a moment, and actually nodded.

"It makes sense, she is worthy of being my good wife, and she knows me very well. Come, in order to reward you, how about I give you a super kiss? ”

He immediately glued to it, and Hosgar pursed his lips disdainfully, twisted around, and ran away as if he were flying.

ran all the way up the stairs to make sure Fu Jinxing hadn't caught up again, so she grimaced at him.

"Who is your wife, you don't even have a marriage certificate!"

She complained.

Fu Jinxing, who was still smiling, heard this, his expression changed slightly, and he looked at He Sijia a little unnaturally.

She waited for a few seconds, but did not get the answer she wanted, and finally turned around silently and went to the study.

Fu Jinxing stood helplessly in place, not moving half a step for a long time.

Receiving a call from Fu Jinxing, Ming Ruiyuan did not have any surprise.

Instead, he grinned on the phone and said, "I've been waiting for you for days!" If I hadn't known your character, I'd have thought you were deliberately playing tricks on me last time! ”

Fu Jinxing coughed lowly: "This kind of thing, of course, is serious. I was delayed a few days ago because of a private matter, so you don't have to think about it. ”

Ming Ruiyuan still replied locally: "Of course, I have a lot to think about, we are not in love, we haven't been in touch for a few days, do we still want to live or die?" ”

Fu Jinxing: "......"

This kid really can't say three sentences, and he will reveal his true form.

He didn't talk nonsense with Ming Ruiyuan anymore, and directly reported a list of addresses, and agreed with him to meet there.

Putting down the phone, both of them showed extremely solemn expressions.

Especially Ming Ruiyuan, one second he seemed to be smiling heartlessly, and the next second, his face became extremely gloomy, with a maturity that did not match his actual age.