Wu Shanshan lay on the table, eager to find a hole to get into.

"We were all deceived by He Jinlan before."

"Yes! We didn't mean to, either. ”

"Xie Fei, we're about to go our separate ways, so we were told." The little fat man Zhang Chao said bluntly.

"Humph!" Xie Fei is not an unrelenting person, so he snorted and forgot it.

Anyway, Jiang Nanfei proved herself with her strength, and she didn't care about other people's slander at all.

He Shasha watched coldly from beginning to end, and she couldn't remember without mentioning He Jinlan. After the college entrance examination this time, she is going back to the provincial capital and tidying up for her. It is said that for most of the past half a year, her life has not been easy, and He Rongxi used her as a bargaining chip for marriage.

After the Qiao family went bankrupt, He Jinlan first got engaged to a man who had a dead wife. Some time ago, I heard that I seduced a married man, but my wife caught me and raped him in bed.

He Jinlan is now the biggest joke in the upper class of the provincial capital.

As long as you are willing to spend money, you can sleep.

*****

Imperial capital, Babaoshan National Cemetery

The weather in June was supposed to be bright in spring, but from the beginning of the month it was rainy and rainy, and the cemetery, with its lush pine and cypress trees, looked even more cold and lonely under the drizzle.

From the morning, various white lilies and chrysanthemums spread from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

Those who can be buried on the top of the National Cemetery are all people who have made outstanding contributions and have distinguished status.

From the foot of the mountain, all roads were under martial law by the army, and even everyone was conceited to wear small white flowers.

All the men wore black tunics or suits, and the women wore long black dresses. The black umbrella propped up on his head seems to throw a little ripple into this cold world.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the people who attended the funeral came down one after another. When we reached the foot of the mountain, the oppressive atmosphere in the crowd was only slightly better, and someone sighed: "Alas! In just half a year, the Huo family held two consecutive funerals, and there was almost no pause in between. This time it's finally over! ”

That's true.

At the end of last year, the old head Huo passed away, and as a generation of heroes, the funeral was of course the highest standard. As a result, no one expected that the old chief's funeral was over, and the younger pillar of the Huo family actually died young.

The crowd kept thinking of sighs.

I don't know who said, "Which of you has dealt with the new heir?" ”

"Nope!"

"I always heard that he was raised in a foreign place by the old chief, and he didn't rush back until the old chief was seriously ill."

"Huh! Should you show up? ”

"I haven't appeared since, I appeared once in the Emerald Pavilion half a month ago."

The crowd left sparsely, and the last ones were the people of the Huo family. Among them, the most conspicuous is Huo Beijiang, who has a tall and slender posture, his expression is cold, and his eyes are dark and dull like the boundless ocean. There were a lot of people around him, and Huo Ke walked beside him with red eyes.

It wasn't until he went down the mountain and got into the black car that Huo Beijiang's whole body was slightly better.

Huo Ke sat beside him, rubbed his red eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Little uncle, do you want to go back to the compound?" ”

Huo Beijiang's grim expression was blank for a moment, and then he rubbed his eyebrows tiredly.

"Don't go!" To put it simply, it doesn't seem to want to bring up this topic.

"Huh? So you're going to the troops? ”

His thin lips moved, and then he slowly said three words, "Qili Town." ”