In the early morning, the sky was still bright.

Feng Anyan got up with a straight face, he didn't have much effect for a while, after getting up and washing, he took out a black solemn formal suit from the wardrobe and changed it on.

Today is the funeral of the He family's parents, and Master Feng and Lin Yuru asked him to go with him.

"Yasuhiko, did you get up so early?" Feng Tianxiang pushed open the door of Feng Anyan's room and asked sleepily.

"Brother, will you knock on the door?" Feng Anyan asked unhappily.

"Oh yo, is there any secret in your room?" Feng Tian wanted to ask and looked around thoughtfully, "It can't be some little yellow book, right?" ”

"Is it possible?" Feng Anyan glanced at Feng Tian and said angrily.

"It doesn't seem to be." Feng Tian wanted to be disappointed and said, "By the way, I won't go today." ”

"How?" Feng Anyan looked at Feng Tian strangely and thought, Master Feng and Master He have a good relationship, in order to appear solemn, he originally wanted to go with his family.

"You're all going to the funeral, I'm going to have to stay and watch the company." Feng Tianxiang's face was solemn, and he continued, "Gu Chengju has been a little restless recently, it's better for you to be careful." ”

"I know that." Feng Anyan naturally guarded against Gu Chengju, nodded and asked, "Did my father agree?" ”

"Agreed, it's just An Yan, the funeral of the He family is not very peaceful, when necessary, don't be petty, don't look at Mu Lan alone......" Feng Tianxiang didn't continue, but Feng Anyan already understood what he meant.

"Don't worry, even if it's for the sake of my parents, I won't let others bully her." Feng Anyan casually found a reason and said.

Feng Tianxiang nodded with satisfaction, yawned and said, "Then I'll go back to sleep first." ”

"You don't want to sleep just when you stay, do you?!" Feng Anyan couldn't help but say, but what answered him was the sound of Feng Tianxiang closing the door.

Feng Anyan shook his head, tidied up his clothes, and walked downstairs, only to see Lin Yuru sorting out the clothes for Master He.

"Father, is it really convenient for you to go?" Feng Anyan looked at Master Feng who was in a wheelchair, and was still a little worried.

"I have to go if it's inconvenient, I have to give Lao He a ride." Master Feng said with a sigh.

Feng Anyan nodded, no longer insisted, took the wheelchair in Lin Yuru's hand and said, "I'll carry my father into the car." ”

At this time, the sun has just appeared, and its full and round outline can be seen without dazzling light.

Feng Anyan hugged Master Feng into the car, looked at the time before stepping into the driver's seat, and if he went now, he couldn't help but think of He Mulan on the other side, and he didn't know if they had arrived.

He Mulan and his party were already on the road at this time, she and Yu Panning were both wearing black clothes and black skirts, with a small white flower pinned to their chests, holding each other's hands.

He Mulan's mood was very low, he just lowered his head and didn't say a word, He Zhaoyuan drove towards the He family ancestral hall. It's the same with a tight pout.

"Mu Lan, cheer up." He Zhaoyuan persuaded.

He Mulan nodded, sat up straight, looked at the road in front of him and asked, "Is it almost there?" ”

"Yes." He Zhaoyuan nodded, and then said, "The Feng family will also come, you ......"

"I'm fine." He Mulan said firmly, she was relieved after struggling for a long time last night, she just felt that she could just follow fate, and she didn't have the heart to care about these children's love now.

He Zhaoyuan nodded: "That's good." ”

After speaking, he turned a corner, and the door of the He family ancestral hall was close in front of him.

He Zhaoyuan parked the car, and several people walked into the ancestral hall, only to see that a lot of people from the funeral company had come, and a big word was laid up in the lobby where the funeral was held, and the photos of Mr. He and Mrs. He were placed in front of their urns, and they smiled very gently in the photos.

"Dad, Mom, I'm late." He Zhaoyuan looked at the photo in distraction, sighed and said.

With the passage of time, the ancestral hall gradually became lively, and people continued to send wreaths and elegiac couplets, and those who received invitations also came to the funeral site one after another.

Mrs. He and Mr. He have been charitable and honest all their lives, so many old employees in the company also came to mourn, and there was an endless stream of people.

He Zhaoyuan and He Mulan stood at the door to greet them, and happened to meet Lin Yuru who was pushing Master Feng in.

"Mu Lan." Lin Yuru lovingly called He Mulan.

When He Mulan saw her, he said, "Auntie, are you here?" Then he said hello to Master Feng again.

"Uncle Feng, your body is inconvenient, it's okay if you don't come." He Zhaoyuan said.

"Then what's the matter, I haven't been able to see your father for the last time, can't I come to see him off?" Master Feng sighed and said, "Mu Lan, Zhaoyuan, don't be too sad for the two of you, you are still young, and your days are still long." ”

"We know, uncle, you too." He Mulan bowed deeply.

"Then we'll go in first." Lin Yuru pushed Master Feng and walked inside.

He Mulan stood up, just saw Feng Anyan, startled her, she was about to talk to Feng Anyan, but saw that he didn't look at her with a cold face, so she walked in.

Although He Mulan felt a little lost, she was also used to Feng Anyan's indifference to herself, so she immediately adjusted her mood and continued to greet her.

Seeing that the guests were almost here, He Mulan and He Zhaoyuan walked into the lobby and stood among the dazzling wreaths, facing the urns of the He family's parents.

"Mu Lan, I'll go to the side first." Yu Panning took He Mulan's hand and looked at her worriedly, for fear that she would not be able to suppress her feelings.

He Mulan smiled and said, "Go ahead, don't worry about me." ”

"Shao Jiuxing said that he was a little busy today and might have to arrive later." Yu Panning said again that she was mainly worried that someone would come to make trouble.

"It's okay." He Mulan knew what Yu Panning meant, "There is a brother here." ”

Yu Panning nodded, and then walked to the crowd on both sides, looking at the portraits of Mrs. He and Master He with sad eyes.

The mourning music sounded, He Mulan listened to the sad melody, and her heart became more and more sad, and she couldn't help but want to cry, but fortunately, He Zhaoyuan was always standing by her side, and she controlled her emotions.

The funeral host read the eulogy, and some of the surrounding guests were already infected and sobbed in low voices, He Mulan and He Zhaoyuan both knelt down, and Yu Panning, who was on the side, couldn't help but cover his mouth when he saw it.

Just as everything was going smoothly, there was a sudden discordant sound outside the lobby, attracting the attention of those present.

He Mulan turned around with red eyes and saw that there seemed to be a group of people outside the lobby.

"Does the He family have any opinions on our Gu family? Why is it that no one has come to inform me of such a big event as the death of the old lady of the He family? Gu Chengju's annoying voice rang out.

As soon as He Mulan's eyes were cold, she knew that Gu Chengju would not let go of this opportunity to make trouble, and he was surprised that he didn't come to He Mulan.

He Zhaoyuan also stood up at this time, and watched Gu Chengju walk into the lobby with a good look.

After Gu Chengju walked into the lobby, he didn't look for He Mulan directly, but looked at the wreath placed in the lobby slowly, and then suddenly said: "Yo, I forgot to write an elegy, Miss He, don't blame you." ”