After saying this sentence as if unintentionally, He Mulan turned around and patted Pei Yan's shoulder: "Let's go." ”

Pei Yan obviously saw that Kong Ying trembled nervously after hearing He Mulan's words, could it be that He Mulan guessed something?

But he still didn't ask much, for fear of being heard by others, so he could only look at He Mulan carefully, but He Mulan's expression looked normal, and he didn't look like anything.

"Mu Lan, if you're tired, just tell me." Pei Yan instructed.

"There's nothing tiring about exploring, it's better to say I'm happy now." He Mulan smiled slightly, "Some time ago, I thought that I had been abolished and couldn't face anything. But after these few days, I realized that I was still me. ”

"Of course you think so." Pei Yan also replied with a smile.

"I don't know what's going on in the past two days, but I suddenly figured it out, and I always feel like I can accept a lot of things, whether it's good or bad." He Mulan said thoughtfully.

The thought haunted her like a dream, lingering in her mind.

But what He Mulan didn't know was that some things did happen, but they were not necessarily acceptable to her.

The chaos of the Feng clan continued, and Feng Tian couldn't help suppressing it before he could barely operate normally.

In the past few days, He Zhaoyuan began to be unable to get through to He Mulan's phone, and he comforted himself that it was just the reason for the bad signal on the Silk Road, but he couldn't help but remember the worry that Gu Qingyu had mentioned to him at the beginning.

Is it really reassuring to let He Mulan and Pei Yan go out together?

He Zhaoyuan didn't know that he was now in a state of passive acceptance of everything that happened.

He only saw Gu Qingyan constantly appearing on TV, this case about Feng Anyan's assassination was boiling for many days, and many people seemed to have prepared a lot of questions, wanting Gu Qingjian to cry bitterly in front of their microphones.

But every time Gu Qingjian behaved calmly and rationally, at most his face was haggard.

This is very much in line with her consistent performance, she is the kind of person who will not be vulnerable in front of outsiders no matter how painful she is.

It is this kind of Gu Qingyu that makes people feel even more distressed.

"Miss Gu, Miss Gu, may I ask if Feng Sanshao really passed away?"

"Someone broke the news on the Internet, saying that the killer was a young woman who lived at home with Feng Sanshao, what is the relationship between the person who killed Feng Sanshao and Feng Sanshao?"

"Miss Gu, the case of Feng Sanshao's death has not been held in court, is there another hidden meaning in this matter?"

"Please don't speculate." Gu Qingyu walked to the door of the Gu Group with the help of her assistant, she turned to face the reporters and said, "Although An Yan and I are only engaged, I have already regarded myself as his wife. An Yan died young, leaving me alone to live, and I was very sad in my heart. ”

Seeing that Gu Qingjian seemed to be finally willing to speak out this time, the reporters all stared with bated breath, for fear of missing a word.

"But life always has to move forward, and Anyan and I are very special, and the responsibilities on our shoulders are also very heavy." Gu Qingjian took out a tissue and wiped his tears, "I know everyone's doubts about this matter, thank you for caring so much about An Yan, but even if we are sad, we have to accept the reality, An Yan has passed away." ”

"As Yasuhiko's fiancée, all I can do is let him leave this world quietly." Gu Qingyu continued, "I will choose to hold a funeral for An Yan at eight o'clock tomorrow morning in the Feng Clan Cemetery, so that he can say goodbye to this world and his beloved people. ”

After speaking, Gu Qingjian bowed deeply, then turned around and walked into the Gu Group with the assistant.

The reporters wanted to ask something, but they were stopped by the security guards.

The news that Gu Qingjian was going to hold a funeral for Feng Anyan also spread very quickly, and it soon reached Pei Minglu's ears.

Even if Pei Minglu was skeptical again, he was a little shaken at this time, and he asked Xie Hui to find a way to sneak into the funeral to take a look at the situation.

On the other hand, He Zhaoyuan also received an invitation to the funeral, he didn't expect Feng Anyan to really hold a funeral!

He always thought that this was not true, but when he saw the invitation to the funeral, the solemn color scheme, all reminded him that the person who had vowed to be good to his sister and then broke his promise was no longer there.

I don't know why, He Zhaoyuan, who was still very resentful of Feng Anyan before, suddenly gave birth to a kind of sadness at this time.

When a person dies, there is nothing left but memories.

On the day of the funeral, He Zhaoyuan arrived as promised, but found that Feng Tianxiang was dressed in black, and Feng Tianxiang, who originally looked like a young man in his mid-twenties, looked ten years older at this time.

He pushed Master Feng's wheelchair, while Gu Qingjian supported Lin Yuru by his side.

"You're here." Gu Qingyu saw He Zhaoyuan and nodded.

"Uncle Feng." He Zhaoyuan was very sad in his heart, he squatted down, looked at Master Feng and said, "Uncle Feng, don't be sad, I will be your son in the future, and I will be filial to you like An Yan." ”

"Zhaoyuan." Master Feng sighed and touched He Zhaoyuan's head, "Our children are all miserable." ”

He Zhaoyuan felt sad in his heart, because of Feng Anyan and He Mulan, the people of their two families began to get along awkwardly, and the kind of harmonious family gathering in the past could no longer be held.

"Master, don't talk nonsense." Lin Yuru hurriedly persuaded, "Let's go in first." ”

He Zhaoyuan nodded, stood up, and followed the group into the cemetery.

Feng Anyan's posthumous photo was placed in the center of the wreath, and a pitch-black coffin was placed behind the posthumous photo, until these things were displayed in front of He Zhaoyuan without reservation, He Zhaoyuan still couldn't believe it.

But the face on the posthumous photo is so clear, it is Feng Anyan, he has to believe it if he doesn't believe it.

"Where's Mu Lan?" Gu Qingyu didn't know when he came to He Zhaoyuan's side and asked.

"Mu Lan is still on the Silk Road." He Zhaoyuan replied.

"Doesn't she know about it?" Gu Qing was stunned for a moment, turned to look at He Zhaoyuan and asked.

"I couldn't get through to her phone, probably because the signal over there was not good." He Zhaoyuan explained.

Gu Qingjian lowered her eyes, was silent for a while, and said, "I just think she should come to see An Yan for the last time." ”

"That's too cruel to Mu Lan." He Zhaoyuan replied, "I wish she never knew." ”

Gu Qingyu nodded slightly and didn't say anything.

At this time, there were already a lot of people coming to the funeral, because Feng Anyan had already met a lot of people, and many people had sent wreaths and other things at this time.

Now because of the funeral, most people have confirmed that Feng Anyan is dead.

"An Yan because the body was parked for many days after his death to cooperate with the investigation, so he will be buried this afternoon, thank you friends who can come to the funeral, I believe that An Yan will be very moved if he sees this picture in the sky." After the funeral process, Gu Qingyu walked in front of Feng Anyan's posthumous photo and spoke.