Now looking at the situation in the mourning hall, He Yanbei has a strong sense of propriety, but his eyes never move away from Shen Nianchu. Isn't this a sense of crisis?
He is handsome, has a good figure, is a movie star, has high emotional intelligence and a good personality. He has common topics with Shen Nianchu at work and is very caring in life.
How could Lu Jinzhou keep such a strong opponent by his side?
Seeing Lu Zhiyuan's calm expression, Jiang Shuyin asked, "Aren't you worried?"
Lu Zhiyuan was confused, "Why should I be anxious?"
"Mrs. He is so protective of Nian Nian in public, and He Yanbei is so devoted to her. Don't you have any sense of crisis for our son?"
"It's his own business, how can I have any sense of crisis? Besides," Lu Zhiyuan said slowly, "you also said that it's Mrs. He."
Jiang Shuyin: "..."
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Shen Huaifeng didn't know whether he was really feeling this or just acting, but he walked in and knelt in front of the portrait and cried, saying something about how hard she had worked over the years, with great emotion in his voice.
The redness in Shen Nianchu's eyes never faded, and she no longer cared whether Shen Huaifeng was sincere or not, and just watched silently.
When Yu Wanhua was alive, she never received an apology from Shen Huaifeng. Although it is too late now, I hope she can understand and leave with peace of mind.
Old Mrs. Shen left after staying for a while, but Shen Huaifeng insisted on staying to see Yu Wanhua off for the last time.
Shen Nianchu naturally did not agree. It was enough to see him repent. As for the rest, there was no room for negotiation because he brought Zhu Man to the funeral today.
Shen Huaifeng showed regret, but seeing Lu Jinzhou's sharp eyes, he did not dare to insist any longer.
"Okay, then I'll go back first. I'll trouble Master Lu to take care of Nianchu for the next few days. After the funeral is over, I'll come to thank you in person."
Seeing that Lu Jinzhou didn't say anything, and not wanting to embarrass himself anymore, he had to leave alone.
Mrs. He felt sorry for Shen Nianchu, so she went over and hugged Shen Nianchu, patted her back and coaxed her,
"Good boy, don't be too sad. From now on, you should treat the He family as your own home. If you have any grievances, just tell me."
Shen Nianchu remembered that Madam He had helped to scold Shen Huaifeng before. Now, hearing these words that sounded very much like what Yu Wanhua had said to her before, she couldn't hold it in any longer and cried breathlessly in Madam He's arms, "Thank you, auntie."
Mrs. He's love for Shen Nianchu was real, and seeing this, she felt even more distressed.
"Silly child, what are you talking about? I've watched you grow up, how could I let you suffer for no reason? If you really want to thank me, come with me to eat something. Look how thin you have become. How can you let your mother leave without worry?"
Shen Nianchu shook her head, “I don’t want to eat. I don’t want to leave my mother here alone.”
"Why are you alone?" Mrs. He raised her chin towards He Yanbei.
"Are you still worried about your brother Yanbei being here? When you were little, your mother often joked about making your brother Yanbei her son-in-law. A son-in-law is half a son, and it's only natural for a son to be here. Don't worry, okay?"
Lu Jinzhou's eyebrows were twitching, and he felt like his home was being robbed.
But if Madam He could let Shen Nianchu eat something, and let her vent her anger temporarily, it would be fine. She said softly, "I'm here. Go eat something and come back."
He Yan Beiye echoed, "Yes, Nianchu, you can rest assured that I am here to accompany Aunt Yu."
Mrs. He said without hesitation, "Let's go. Yan Bei said you have no appetite these days, so I made your favorite food at his apartment and brought it here. Try it and see if it still tastes the same as before, okay?"
Hearing this, Jiang Shuyin was really anxious. She was anxious for herself and her son, so she hurried forward.
"Yes, Nian Nian, Jinzhou specially asked me to bring some of your favorite foods from home. Go and have some. Your mother entrusted you to Jinzhou, so he has nothing to worry about here, right?"
The two of them were on his left and right, and Shen Nianchu really couldn't resist, so he had to follow them to the lounge.
Yu Wanhua brought three dishes and a soup. The portions were not large, but each dish was one of her favorites when she was a child, including cola chicken wings, Kung Pao chicken, spicy shrimp, and chestnut and yam chicken soup.
"Come on, weren't these your favorite dishes when you were a kid? Try them and see if they still taste the same as before."
Jiang Shuyin also opened the thermal box she brought with her, which contained boiled pork slices, blanched okra, lotus root and pork rib soup, a portion of cut and carefully arranged fruit, and some very unique snacks.
"The last time I came to my house, I saw that you liked to drink lotus root and pork ribs soup. I made this early in the morning."
Mrs. He was not unaware of her son's thoughts. After meeting Lu Jinzhou in person today, she was really impressed. Although she felt that her son had little chance of winning, she could not lose to Jiang Shuyin.
He took out gloves from the thermal bag and started peeling shrimp. "Eat as much as you can. Pick the ones you like."
Jiang Shuyin felt like she was being outdone, so she took two extra gloves from Mrs. He and started peeling shrimp.
Even though Shen Nianchu was slow-witted, he knew that the two of them were competing with each other, "I can do it myself..."
Mrs. He: "I'll do it."
Jiang Shuyin: "I'll do it."
They spoke in unison, with an indescribable tacit understanding.
Although Chen Nianchu didn't have much of an appetite, he didn't want to disappoint the two of them, so he tried all the dishes they brought, but he just couldn't taste them.
But Shen Nianchu kept this kindness in her heart, and even after a long time, it was still a beautiful memory that warmed her heart.
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According to Yu Wanhua's last wish, her body was cremated. Seeing her mother being pushed into the crematorium and finally turned into a small box, Shen Nianchu collapsed. She cried until her nose was blocked and her head was headache. She looked like she was dying.
After handling the funeral, they returned to Lanting Yaju. Lu Jinzhou took her to his apartment and said, "Go take a bath. I'll get you some clean clothes. Have a good rest."
"When did you know my mother was sick?" Shen Nianchu asked without moving, standing at the entrance.
What is coming will always come. Lu Jinzhou said solemnly, "The time when my aunt was hospitalized due to domestic violence."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
Lu Jinzhou moved his jaw. In fact, he did regret it when he saw Shen Nianchu's inability to accept Yu Wanhua's departure.
"Auntie said she didn't want you to worry. She didn't want you to see her last appearance here, which would be disgraceful. She also didn't want to delay your work because of her. I couldn't bear to see her begging for mercy even though she was seriously ill, so..."
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