Leng Zhanglin's funeral was held as scheduled.

Leng Qingxi cried enough, and then calmed down, even if there was great grief, she knew that she could only grit her teeth and survive, otherwise, what could she do.

Leng Zhanglin only has one daughter of his own, and she must let him leave here in style.

There weren't many people who came to the funeral, and Leng Qingxi didn't care. Before Leng Zhanglin's death, he was already bankrupt, the trees were scattered, the people were warm and cold, the world was hot and cold, all this, Leng Qingxi had long looked down on it.

Bai Shunan has always been by her side and accompanied her through this most difficult time.

Wen Shizhong, who rushed to hear the news, said to her very guiltily after seeing Leng Qingxi: "I'm sorry, Qingxi, it's all my fault, I didn't help my uncle." ”

"Don't be stupid, Shizhong, you've done your best, how can I blame you for my dad's matter."

Wen Shizhong looked at Leng Qingxi, who was pale but had a resolute expression, and felt indescribably sad in his heart.

He hesitated for a long time, but still opened his mouth and said: "Qingxi, there is something I don't know whether to tell you or not, but I think you have the right to know." ”

"What's the matter?" Leng Qingxi asked puzzled.

"It's the company that has been buying shares in my uncle's company behind the scenes, and I've found out a little bit about it, but I don't know what to tell you."

"What? Could it be someone we know? Leng Qingxi suddenly had a premonition.

"I can't say that, it's just a little related, as far as I know, this company is not a big company, but it has been cooperating with Mushi recently." After Wen Shizhong said this, he quickly raised his head to observe Leng Qingxi's reaction.

After Leng Qingxi heard the words Mu, the whole person took two steps back, but fortunately, Bai Shunan supported her on the side.

"Don't get excited, I'm just guessing, because this company really doesn't have any background, and this is the only clue I can find. But from what I know about Xun Cheng, this must not have been done by him, although his temper is a little worse, but he would never use such a despicable means. The people he looks down on the most are the people who make small moves behind his back. ”

Wen Shizhong hurriedly defended Mu Xuncheng and said: "There are too many doubts in this matter. ”

As soon as Leng Qingxi wanted to speak, the third uncle over there called her, she answered, and nodded apologetically to Wen Shizhong: "I'm sorry Shizhong, I have to go over for a while, thank you for coming, thank you for doing these things for my family." ”

Wen Shizhong smiled, but this time his smile was not so free.

Leng Qingxi held on and finished Leng Zhanglin's funeral.

When he returned home and looked at everything in the mess at home, the grief in Leng Qingxi's heart hit again.

This familiar home is full of the breath of Leng Zhanglin everywhere. Leng Qingxi sat on the old rattan chair, imagining what his father would look like sitting on it.

The furniture in the house has been smashed and robbed by debt collectors, but this rattan chair, perhaps too old, is not patronized at all.

Leng Qingxi still remembers that when she was a child, she sat under the rattan chair, tilted her head, looked at Leng Zhanglin, and listened to him tell her stories.

But now, the owner of the rattan chair will never come back.

The house has been messed up by debt collectors, Leng Qingxi has cleaned up everything with tears, here, she will not come back in the future, seeing all this, it can only make her more and more sad.

What made Leng Qingxi strange was that after Leng Zhanglin's death, she was ready to face those debt collectors, but they never appeared again.

Bai Shunan stayed with her here for a few days, but the company really couldn't leave it all the time, so he gave Leng Qingxi a few days off and went back first.

Leng Qingxi waited at home for a few days, but no one came to the door.

Strange, she remembered Wen Shizhong's words again, and there was always an uncomfortable feeling in her heart, but she didn't bother to pursue anything, and now she was discouraged.

After taking care of everything, Leng Qingxi left her hometown alone, and she got rid of the house to the third uncle and asked him to help sell it. Now, in her hometown, there is nothing worth her missing.

When Ling Fei'er received Ling Jiacheng's call, she just walked out of Mu Xuncheng's room.

This brother Xuncheng, since he has decided to divorce Leng Qingxi, why is he still so cold to himself, isn't his performance good enough?

Now she doesn't go to bars, doesn't have fun, and guards him all day long, which is simply an ascetic life.

And he's still lukewarm to himself.

Hearing the phone ringing, she answered the phone angrily: "Hey, what's the matter." ”

"Yo, why are you so angry?" Ling Jiacheng's voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Brother? What's up? Hearing Ling Jiacheng's voice, Ling Fei'er's tone was a little better.

"Girl, I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Ling Fei'er asked casually, fiddling with her nails.

"That Leng Zhanglin, Leng Qingxi's father, died in a car accident."

"What?" Ling Fei'er was startled and jumped up from her chair all of a sudden.

"Why did you die? Brother, you can't do it, right? ”

"Say what? How could I do that kind of thing, it was really a car accident, I guess it's because the pressure is too much, haven't you been telling me to put pressure on me lately? Ling Jiacheng said.

"But......" Ling Fei'er didn't know what to say.

It was indeed she who secretly planned all this, she wanted to make Leng Zhanglin bankrupt, persecute Leng Qingxi, and make her sad, but she never thought that she would die.

"Don't worry, this matter, even if we investigate again, we can't find it, he was in a car accident by himself, and we didn't arrange it."

"That being said, brother, the people of that company, you must take care of it, and you can't let them reveal the slightest rumor."

"I know, I know these things." Ling Jiacheng replied.

"How did it come to be?" Ling Fei'er still couldn't believe it.

"Maybe I'm pushing too hard, that old guy, I can't stand it, it's said that I hit the car myself." There was a sense of schadenfreude in Ling Jiacheng's tone.

"Well, that's not to blame us." Ling Fei'er said with some reassurance: "However, you must control that small company." ”

"I'm measured, by the way, Wen Shizhong seems to have discovered something, but he will only suspect that it has something to do with Mu Xuncheng, and he won't find us." Ling Jiacheng smirked.

It was he who deliberately arranged for the company to acquire Leng Zhanglin's shares and cooperate with Mushi.

Now even if Mu Xuncheng defends again, there are some things, but I am afraid that I can't say it clearly, this step is really killing two birds with one stone.

Mu Xuncheng didn't know at this time that he had been invisibly framed, and he didn't even know the news of Leng Zhanglin's death.

At this time, he was sitting in the study, sulking.

This Ling Fei'er is becoming more and more disagreeable, since Leng Qingxi left, she has already regarded herself as the mistress of the Mu family.

In order to fight Leng Qingxi, she did promise like this, but after going through so many things, did she really think she didn't know anything?

The reason why he kept her by his side was just to keep a promise, but now she had made up the idea of marrying her.

Just kidding, he's had enough of these so-called marriages and why people think marriage is a beautiful thing.

Looking at the divorce settlement on the table, he picked it up, looked at it a few times, and threw it back on the table.

Ling Fei'er's words rang in her ears again: "I heard that Leng Qingxi, now that he is living with Bai Shunan, this is really powerful with a woman, and after leaving you, I immediately found a spare tire." Brother Xuncheng, this wife of yours is really a character. ”

Wife? Hmph, it's just a woman who doesn't know what to do. She dared to provoke herself like this, and it seemed that she and she didn't need to spend it like this anymore.

But one thing he was sure of was that Leng Qingxi didn't get any benefit from him.

Thinking of this, he suddenly stood up, took out a pen from the drawer, and no longer hesitated, signed his name on the divorce agreement.

After signing it, he looked at the agreement blankly for a while, then walked outside the door with the agreement and shouted: "Old Zhou." ”

Lao Zhou quickly walked over and stood in front of Mu Xuncheng: "Young Master, what are your orders?" ”

Mu Xuncheng handed over the divorce agreement: "Send this to Leng Qingxi." ”

Lao Zhou was also stunned when he saw the result, although he had already foreseen such an ending, but he was still a little surprised when he really saw this day.

But on the surface, he remained silent, took the document, and retreated.

After doing this, Mu Xuncheng's whole person seemed to be evacuated, and he suddenly threw himself on the sofa.

He covered his face with one hand, and his whole body was empty.

Just when Mu Xuncheng was lying on the sofa in a daze, his mobile phone rang, pulling Mu Xuncheng back from his drifting thoughts.

Mu Xuncheng picked up the phone, it turned out to be Wu Tong.

"What's the matter?" Mu Xuncheng asked a little impatiently: "Didn't you say it, no matter what happens today, don't bother me." ”

"Boss." Wu Tong on the other side of the phone shouted a little pitifully, if it wasn't a last resort, he wouldn't call his boss, of course he knew that his boss was in a bad mood these days, but if he didn't tell him, maybe he would receive more blame in the future.

"Say, don't babble." Mu Xuncheng said in an unkind tone.

"Boss, I know I shouldn't bother you, but I think I have to tell you about this matter as soon as possible."

"What?"

"Leng Zhanglin has passed away."

"What?" Mu Xuncheng sat up from the sofa all of a sudden: "What's the matter?" When did it happen? ”

"It's just the matter of the past two days, Miss Leng has already gone home a few days ago to settle the aftermath, I wonder if you don't know about it, because you haven't left today."

Mu Xuncheng was stunned and clutched the mobile phone in his hand.

Leng Zhanglin passed away? The old man who was submissive, the father-in-law who was cautious in front of him.

No, it should be said that from today onwards, he is no longer his father-in-law.

On the other side of the phone, Wu Tong was still telling him what had happened, but Mu Xuncheng's mind was full of Leng Qingxi's face.

Isn't he too cruel, at this time to send the divorce agreement, he suddenly regretted it, perhaps, this matter should be put on hold.