Forced into marriage, Ning Yichu always felt that Li Lingyang hated her as his wife. Until that night, when he drank too much, his eyes red, and he cornered her, saying, "Ning Yichu? I f*cking ...
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Gu family.
"Mr. Gu, this is the funeral invitation from the Ning Group. Would you like to attend?" The secretary general knocked on the office door.
Because the recent kidnapping case has caused a lot of uproar, the Gu Group has become even busier.
Gu Sinan paused as he was marking a document. A solemn expression crossed his handsome and elegant face. "Have the police found the body?"
"Not found." The Secretary General has followed Gu Sinan for decades, so naturally he knows something about the grievances and entanglements of the past.
He carefully observed Gu Sinan's expression.
A look of melancholy flashed across Gu Sinan's face. He was silent for a moment before closing the file. "Let's stop here for today's work. I don't want to attend the funeral twice. Please reply to the Ning family as soon as possible and help me decline it."
"yes."
That night, the Gu family's old house was brightly lit.
No one noticed that in the middle of the night, a Maybach drove out of the Gu family's old house and headed straight for a cemetery...
Similarly, Shen Zilan, who was on the other side of the ocean, also received a call from Mo Boyu at this time.
"What did you say? Dead? Who died? Qingwan was so young, how could she be dead?"
Shen Zilan was traveling and almost fell off the tower when she heard this.
She clung to the edge of the tower tightly, the wind whistling past her ears, and she knew it was the dead of night in the country.
"It's true, she was kidnapped."
Kidnapping...
This is so strange that she doesn't believe it's a coincidence at all!
Suddenly, she thought of a possibility and her face turned pale!
Could it be that the old man has come back for revenge? !
Of course not! So many years have passed, shouldn't we have let go of the past long ago...
"mom."
Mo Boyu's gentle voice brought Shen Zilan back to her senses. "I've already booked a flight for you this afternoon. Are you in Los Angeles, Country M now?"
“…I’m not here. I’m in Country F.”
In order to prevent them from asking questions, Chen Zilan always notified Mo Boyu of her itinerary one step ahead of others.
She was anxious, her mind filled with countless memories, and she was in a mess. "I'm going to book the tickets now!"
"Okay...be careful."
That night, everyone was uneasy and panicked because of Ning Qingwan's death...
Soon, the day of the funeral arrived.
It was unknown when it started to drizzle. Ning Yichu was dressed in black with a white chrysanthemum pinned to his chest. He looked even thinner.
Her cheeks were slightly pale, and she was holding hands with Doudou and Ningning, who were also wearing black clothes.
Chen Bao was wearing a black suit and walking in front with a solemn expression.
Li Lingyang stood beside her, holding an umbrella with his big hand, and walked in side by side with Ning Yichu.
In addition to the wreaths sent by relatives and friends, there are some memories of Ning Qingwan's life, and a photo of her is placed in front.
Ning Qingwan in the photo looked old, with fatigue unconcealed on her face, and she was smiling faintly.
Ning Yichu's palms tightened slightly.
The emotions in my heart surged uncontrollably like a tide, and suddenly, my palms felt warm.
Li Lingyang held her hand without saying anything, and his handsome face was still full of affection.
The two looked at each other, Ning Yichu opened his lips, but in the end, he didn't say anything.
"Yi Chu, come over here with your child." Ning Chiming placed the urn representing Ning Qingwan on the high seat. "The guests are almost all here now. You can start anytime."
"good."
Looking around, there are familiar faces everywhere.
Chen Zilan's flight was delayed due to a storm in her area and she has not arrived yet.
Gu Sinan didn't come, and Mrs. Li hadn't told her about the kidnapping case yet due to health reasons... Apart from that, Li Jianbin and Su Huiyue were basically all present.
"Today is the funeral of my mother, Ms. Ning Qingwan. Thank you all for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend..."
Ning Yichu spoke softly.
Just as he was about to continue reading the eulogy, several people suddenly rushed in through the door.