"Where did this brat come from, showing such disrespect to my daughter?" Lu Yunsheng was furious when he saw Luo Xiu overturn Lu Zhiwei's urn and rushed up to confront him.

Luo Xiu stared intently at the urn and indeed saw some white powder inside.

However, whether it is Lu Zhiwei's ashes or not remains unknown.

"Are you sure this is Lu Zhiwei?" Luo Xiu pointed at the urn and smiled coldly.

This question left Lu Yunsheng speechless.

He naturally didn't want the ashes inside to be those of his daughter, Lu Zhiwei.

Seeing that Lu Ansheng couldn't answer either, Luo Xiu closed the box and picked up the urn: "Whether it is or not, I must take this box with me."

Even if Lu Zhiwei really is dead.

Even if it really is Lu Zhiwei's ashes inside, he will still take them with him.

He couldn't have Lu Zhiwei while she was alive, but even in death, he could have her ashes.

"Is he crazy? This guy..."

The guests in the mourning hall whispered among themselves, pointing fingers at Luo Xiu's arrogant and reckless behavior.

Shen Jinmo walked in from the doorway in a wheelchair: "Put down the urn."

"What if I insist on taking it away?"

"Then you'll leave your life here and be buried with her." Shen Jingmo's thin lips parted slightly, his tone neither warm nor cold, yet full of pressure.

Luo Xiu scoffed coldly, looking at the box in his arms: "Zhizhi, the worst decision you ever made was marrying this man who was incapable of protecting you."

"I'm taking you away now. You'll stay by my side from now on, and I'll never let anyone hurt you."

The guests were used to seeing two men fighting over one woman, but this was the first time they had ever seen two men fighting over one urn containing ashes.

Luo Wuyan stood there, stunned.

Shen Jiarui suddenly appeared beside her, grabbed her wrist, and, taking advantage of Luo Xiu's inattention, pulled Luo Wuyan away from the mourning hall.

Walk through the long corridor to the side courtyard.

Luo Wuyan remained silent the entire way, letting Shen Jiarui lead her.

When there were no more people around, Luo Wuyan finally shook off Shen Jiarui's hand: "Where are you taking me? I'm here for Weiwei's funeral, I'm not in the mood for romance."

Besides, they are a thing of the past.

"I know you're not in the mood, but you might be in the mood to see someone."

Shen Jiarui led Luo Wuyan into a room.

After opening the door, Lu Zhiwei sat quietly on the sofa, comfortably sipping a cup of coffee.

Upon seeing this familiar figure, Luo Wuyan rubbed her eyes, thinking she was seeing things.

On the flight from Country M back to Yunzhou, she kept crying, unable to eat or sleep, her mind filled with the news of Lu Zhiwei's death.

"Weiwei! Is that you?" Luo Wuyan asked in a hoarse voice, unable to believe it.

Lu Zhiwei put down her coffee, opened her arms, and beckoned to her: "It's me, Wuyan."

"I knew you weren't dead, that's wonderful!" Luo Wuyan cried tears of joy and ran to Lu Zhiwei, hugging her tightly.

The two embraced tightly.

Shen Jiarui touched his nose, feeling like an outsider, and gently closed the door for them.

"What exactly happened? Why hold such a grand funeral when you're still alive?" Luo Wuyan wiped away her tears and asked Lu Zhiwei for the reason behind her actions.

She must have her reasons for doing this.

"If I didn't hold a funeral, how would you have had the opportunity to come to Yunzhou from the United States?" Lu Zhiwei smiled at Luo Wuyan.

"You did this to help me leave the United States?" Luo Wuyan's eyes reddened with emotion.

"Well, that's only one reason. My death will not stop you and Luo Xiu. You will definitely try your best to return to Yunzhou, and that is the best way for you to escape the Luo family."

There's no time left. I've prepared clothes and a wig for you. I'll do the highest level of makeup transformation for you. Shen Jiarui has already prepared the car and plane to take you abroad.

"As long as you nod, you can go to any country or city you want, far away from the troubles of the Luo family."

Lu Zhiwei held Luo Wuyan's hand tightly.

She was always grateful for Luo Wuyan's sacrifices for her, and in return, she wanted to arrange a wide path for her, so that she could become a bird no longer bound by a cage, able to fly freely in the sky.

Luo Wuyan's eyes flickered, and she stood stunned on the sofa, remaining silent for a long time.

"Wu Yan, believe me, as long as you are willing to leave the Luo family, you can get rid of the arranged marriage and become a couple with Shen Jiarui."

Lu Zhiwei spoke again, expressing her deep hope that Luo Wuyan could find the happiness she desired.

“It’s no use, Weiwei. No matter where I run to in the world, I can’t be with Shen Jiarui. They will monitor Shen Jiarui’s every move. Once I disappear, they will keep causing trouble for the Shen family. We won’t even have a chance to meet.”

Luo Wuyan knows the Luo family too well; things are not that simple at all.

Lu Zhiwei said earnestly, "Okay, even if not for Shen Jiarui, for yourself, can't you fight for your freedom?"

“My father had already decided to marry me off to Steven, making a deal between us. Steven is a ruthless character who has connections in both the legal and illegal worlds, and his influence on the border is so great that even the international police are helpless against him.”

If you anger him, the consequences will be unimaginable; he could single-handedly plunge the entire art capital into chaos.

"Then what do you want to do?" Lu Zhiwei frowned.

I sensed that what Luo Wuyan wanted to do was not simple.

“Marry Steven, and then find a way to gradually take power from him. One day we can turn against the Luo family, and then we will never have to be coerced by anyone again.”

Luo Wuyan smiled, proudly stating her ambitions.

At that moment, Lu Zhiwei felt a deep respect for her.

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