Today is the day to mourn Zheng Bohao, and yesterday Li Yan told them the time and place.

On March 3rd, the tender grass had just emerged, and the memorial service was held today, and they followed the process until the afternoon.

When it was over, they went to the cemetery.

After coming out of Zheng's house, there was a drizzle in the sky, and it was still sunny in the morning, but it was gloomy and terrible at the moment.

Most of the people who came were dressed in black, although there were only a few people, but everyone's expressions were extremely solemn.

In addition to Li Yan who had seen that day, there were three people from the Zheng family, but the only one from the Man family came to the secretary next to Man Shize.

Man Youyang can't come back in the UK, what about others? The Manchu family can't even send out one person, so who can call a secretary to show it?

The most ridiculous thing is that it was also the Zheng family who held the funeral.

Luo Xiangyu held a black umbrella, and a wide windbreaker wrapped Mu Shaohan in his arms, holding her tightly in his arms.

"Hanhan." A clear voice came, and Mu Shaohan looked sideways to see that it was Meng Dihua who was at the memorial ceremony just now.

She came wearing a black windbreaker and holding a black umbrella in her hand, Mu Shaohan nodded slightly, indicating that she heard it.

Meng Dihua's eyes were complicated, she sighed, and said slowly: "Don't be depressed because of him, such a result will definitely not be what he wants to see, in short, feel better, let him leave with peace of mind." ”

The deceased pays attention to rest, Mu Shaohan still knows this, she nodded again.

After talking to Meng Dihua, she went to Li Yan, after all, they were cousins before, and the relationship between the two families was still very close.

Mu Shaohan tugged at the corner of Luo Xiangyu's clothes, held the phone in front of him, and then raised his eyes to look at him expectantly.

Luo Xiang curled the corners of his lips lightly, and it read: Let's go find that little secretary, you scold him for me!

"Okay." He hugged the woman tighter and kissed the top of her hair.

The two of them walked over to the expressionless secretary.

"It's always good to be full lately?" Luo Xiangyu's voice sounded extremely polite, and Du Tao also replied very officially: "Mr. Luo is always worried, Mr. Man has been in good health recently." ”

Luo Xiangyu raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Secretary Du refers to a good body and still needs to be bedridden? ”

"This ......" Du Tao looked embarrassed, he lowered his head, as if thinking about how to answer.

is worthy of Luo Xiangyu, these commercial backs and goings are only so easy for him to play, but a sentence has already made him speechless.

"Secretary Du, I'm asking you!" Luo Xiangyu's voice suddenly became cold, and even Mu Shaohan on the side could feel a slight coldness.

"No, no, Mr. Luo, it's not like that, it's just that Mr. Man's body really can't leave the hospital bed, but it's still much better than before!" Du Tao hurriedly said it in fright, without pause.

Mu Shaohan snorted and laughed, but the smile in his eyes was faintly cold and terrifying.

Du Tao glanced over and didn't dare to look at her, that kind of look seemed to be able to see him through, which was creepy.

"The family is powerful, but I'm not afraid to make the industry laugh." Luo Xiangyu's words were extremely jumpy, and Mu Shaohan reacted, pursed his lips and snickered.

"Luo ...... Mr. Luo. Du Tao had a tangled expression, he didn't understand the meaning of his words, but this was not his intention, this was explained by Mr. Man! So what do you want him to say?

"Shaohan, do you want to come over and arrange a bouquet of flowers?"

Meng Dihua called out to her not far away.

Mu Shaohan looked down at the bouquet of lilies in his hand and glanced at Luo Xiangyu.

"I'll visit Mr. Man in a few days." Luo Xiangyu took Mu Shaohan and walked in the direction of the tombstone, and suddenly stopped and turned around after taking a few steps, with a cold light flashing in his eyes: "Let him prepare early." ”

What to do in advance?

Du Tao said that he really didn't understand, at this time he wanted to cry without tears, he knew that he shouldn't have promised Mr. Man, he should have said that he was not feeling well, in short, when he met Luo Xiangyu, the big guy, he couldn't say that he was suffering.

Mu Shaohan squatted down, Luo Xiangyu was holding an umbrella behind her, and she didn't care if her shoulders were wet from the rain.

She solemnly placed the bouquet in front of the tombstone, which had Zheng Bohao's handsome face and a smile as warm as jade on her lips.

Bo Hao, I really envy you, you can stay so young forever, so that everyone will always remember you when you looked the best.

Hmph, although you are very handsome, but I am the best-looking, don't try to surpass me......

Mu Shaohan had a quiet smile on his face, and when the sky was clear, Luo Xiangyu's hand holding the umbrella withdrew and looked up at the warm sun of early spring.

The sunlight sprinkled on Mu Shaohan because of the removal of the umbrella, as if it was gilded with a layer of golden light for her.

At that moment, beauty is incomprehensible.

After leaving the cemetery, Mu Shaohan still had to go back to the hospital, although she was not injured, but because of the long-term harsh environment survival, her body could not bear it, and she was so weak that she had to recuperate in the hospital.

But this time, Luo Xiangyu did not take her to the original hospital again, but went to a private hospital to specially invite someone to recuperate for her.

Mu Shaohan sat in front of the sofa, drinking the blood and qi nourishing soup specially made for her by the nutritionist, and changed the picture on the TV.

Suddenly, she put down the cup in her hand, and her originally soothing expression tensed at this moment.

The TV was showing the explosion of an abandoned warehouse in Dongfu District, and judging from the surrounding environment, it was the place where she was kidnapped at the time, and they had already left, *and had stopped, how could it be...... How could it still explode?

She stared intently at the TV screen, a little incredulous at the news playing on it.

However, what was said in the news completely answered her question.

"Mr. Zheng Bohao, who was the head of the Manchu family, died on February 287, and a person familiar with the matter told him that he had secretly concealed a large amount of smuggling* in the warehouse, and accidentally set fire to one of the boxes while counting the goods that day.

She could read every word, but when she put it together, she didn't know what she was talking about.

What is ...... called? Smuggle*?

When did Zheng Bohao do this?

"Han'er, what are you looking at?"

The man came down the stairs and walked up to her, and when he saw her intent, he cast his eyes on the screen.

Momentarily stunned.

"You already knew, didn't you?" Mu Shaohan's voice was extremely soft, she had just recovered and could speak, so naturally she couldn't be too loud.

"So at the funeral that day, no one from the whole family went, only Du Tao was sent." She chuckled and looked up at Luo Xiangyu, the corners of her mouth raised, but it was full of mockery.

"Luo Xiangyu, I want to see Xu Mingyue."

On the same day, Luo Xiangyu arranged a meeting between Mu Shaohan and Xu Mingyue, accompanied by him.