Chapter 14 After the rain, we return to Jiangdu.
Their loud movements attracted the attention of other members of the Shen family.
Mr. Shen knocked the ground with his cane: "What are you arguing about!"
The old man has the final say at home and no one dares to disobey him. Several people exchanged glances and remained silent tacitly. Some even showed expressions of gloating.
Song Jili glanced at everyone's expressions with contempt, and understood what was going on. He took Chen Cheng and walked straight forward to stand in front of Mr. Shen.
Jiang Mei pulled at her husband's clothes and whispered, "Do you want to stop them?"
Shen Jiangyi calmly pulled back his clothes and scolded in a low voice: "It's not our turn to intervene. We still have to go back to Jiangdu after Mom's funeral. What good will it do us to offend him?"
No matter how bad the rumors about Song Jili are, they are just a joke. Anyone who has done business with the Song family knows that this gentleman is not someone to be trifled with.
He is not like his two cousins, Wo Nang, who have no ideas, nor is he like his brother, Song Qiaoli, who is gentle and easy to talk to. He has a tough temper and is a man of his word. When doing business with him, you have to follow his rules. If you make him impatient, he can overturn the negotiating table at any time.
He is not afraid of losses since he has just started, it depends on whether they can afford it.
Now that the two companies are cooperating, Song Jili is the one in charge. If Mr. Shen hadn't been present, he would have wanted to say something for Chen Cheng, just to gain his favor.
Chen Cheng was used to playing the silent role, and when everyone was staring at him, he was at a loss.
Mr. Shen of the Shen family has absolute right to speak, and he will yell and curse if he is not satisfied.
She squeezed Song Jili's hand and looked at him timidly, worried that he would be at a disadvantage in the conflict.
"Mr. Song has been discussing for a long time, and the arrangements should be ready. What do you need us to do?" Song Jili stood still, neither humble nor arrogant, put one hand on Chen Cheng's shoulder, leaned over, and whispered in her ear: "I will take care of everything, don't be afraid."
Mr. Shen looked unhappy, but he couldn't show it because the man in front of him was not talking to him as a son-in-law.
If you dare to neglect Chen Cheng again, the Shen family’s funds will be stopped.
No matter how unwilling you are, you can still swallow it with gritted teeth.
Mr. Shen winked at his eldest son.
Shen Lao Da could only stand up for his father and said in a gentle voice: "Mom will be buried the day after tomorrow. It's cold at night now, so the three of us brothers can take turns to keep vigil. Xiao Cheng is weak, so he doesn't need to come to the funeral hall at night."
Shen Lao Er also chimed in: "Yes, if she gets sick accidentally, her mother won't be able to rest in peace."
The two of them sang in unison and said how much they cared about Chen Cheng.
"yesterday."
Song Jili uttered two words lightly, and several people were visibly panicked.
Chen Cheng pinched Song Jili's palm and shook his head at him.
There was no need to delve too deeply into it. It was understandable that they were wary of her. In the past, the Shen family had treated her well and had never treated her unfairly. Her brothers had also taken care of her like a younger sister. But when it came to the big matter of inheritance, it wasn't just her that was on guard. The three brothers seemed united on the surface, but in fact, each had his own agenda.
When living in a big family, it’s better to be a little confused about some things.
"It's late. I'll accompany Chengcheng to burn some incense for mom." Song Jili couldn't tolerate any sand in his eyes, but for Chen Cheng's sake, he didn't care about it for the time being.
The rest of the group breathed a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere gradually became relaxed.
Chen Cheng and Song Jili first went to the side hall to put on mourning clothes, and stayed in front of the coffin to accompany the funeral ceremony.
After the news of Chen Aoshuang's death was released, more and more people came to mourn. The garage at home was full of cars, and the door was full of people. Everyone was talking and laughing. A few talked about their stories with Old Lady Shen during their lifetime, and most of them talked about business and cooperation.
The kitchen staff also started to get busy, preparing meals for the guests. If it weren't for the white cloth in front of the door, one would have thought that the Shen family was holding a banquet.
The three sisters-in-law were in charge of reception at the mourning hall, and they chatted with the guests with ease.
Chen Cheng sat in the side hall, his eyes dull.
Sitting in the mourning hall, smelling the fragrance of fireworks, she calmed down.
I feel a little lost in my heart, but I won't lose my mind again.
Chen Aoshuang often told her that she would not accompany her for a long time, but she needed him to accompany her for the rest of her life. When she was really gone one day, she shouldn't be too sad, but just think of it as a mission accomplished and live her own life from then on.
Her future...
My hand was suddenly pinched.
Chen orange side head.
"Your hat is crooked." Song Jili straightened her clothes.
Chen Cheng noticed that he hurried over without changing his clothes, but was wearing grey home clothes under his mourning clothes.
Chen Cheng wanted him to want to go back, but in fact he didn't have to accompany her in mourning.
However, I had no communication tools, pen or paper, so I could only look at him and bite my lower lip in pain.
Song Jili spread out his palm: "Write on my hand."
There is a clear "Chuan" pattern on the palm, the five fingers are slender, the joints are distinct and large, the tendons in the wrists are bulging, and the masculine power revealed is visible to the naked eye.
Chen Cheng stretched out her index finger and slowly pressed it against his skin. The roughness made her shudder slightly.
Song Jili retracted his five fingers, resisting the urge to wrap her little hand around it, and waited for her to write down what she wanted to say.
She wrote very slowly, worried that he wouldn't be able to read. She wrote in regular script, and couldn't control the angle and strength very well, so her nails occasionally scratched his skin.
After writing three words, she stopped.
"Song Jili."
He blurted out.
Chen Cheng smiled and nodded.
The lips around him swirled, Song Jili was distracted, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.
I imagined what it would be like if she called his name.
It must sound nice. It would sound even better if you could do it with a smile.
Chen Cheng didn't notice anything was wrong with the man and was happy that he could actually read the words she wrote accurately.
Then write:
"You don't have to accompany me, go back and rest first."
Song Jili took his hand back and leaned against the wall. He even leaned towards her intentionally, keeping his arm close to hers, and said in a teasing tone, "It's too long. I can't understand it."
I clearly understood it.
Chen Cheng looked at him and exchanged glances.
Song Jili just thought her eye was twitching and ignored her, closing his eyes and resting.
"I won't leave. What if they bully you?" Song Jili raised his empty hand and pressed her head to his shoulder. "Rest for a while."
Chen Cheng placed the tip of his nose against his clothes and could smell the light scent of silver mountain spring water, as well as a slight chill, and his uneasiness gradually disappeared.
The next day's ceremony was held at the funeral home, followed by cremation.
After yesterday's conflict, her three brothers sent her messages on the way to the funeral home today, asking her to stand with them and thank the guests who came to see them off.
After Chen Cheng showed the message to Song Jili, he typed "Thank you" in the input box.
"You're just saying thank you for such a small thing?" Song Jili adjusted her hat. "I can't even help you with such a small thing. You'll have to suffer after you marry me."
Chen Cheng expressed his sincerity: "If you need my help in the future, please let me know."
Song Jili's eyes were full of a playful smile: "It's settled."
Chen Cheng: "It's a deal."
If Chen Cheng knew in the future that he would only say he would help her at times like that and would never make random promises no matter what.
At this time, Chen Cheng only thought that Song Jili was a very good person with a kind heart.
At the farewell party, Mr. Shen spoke on stage on behalf of Mr. Shen and the Shen family.
The people have already gone, and all the formalities have been arranged. In my speech, I did not forget to thank all the partners who took the time out of their busy schedules to attend the event.
The speech was very appropriate and won a lot of goodwill.
After the meeting, Chen Cheng stood in the corridor waiting for the cremation to be completed. Guests passed by behind her and she felt the eyes cast towards her one after another. Everyone whispered to each other, discussing her relationship with Chen Aoshuang.
She had hardly ever received any guests. Whenever she attended a banquet, the topic of conversation about her was probably:
I feel grateful that she was lucky enough to be adopted, but unfortunately she is dumb and I am worried about her future.
From inside the house, there were cries of relatives who were related to Chen Aoshuang by blood.
The three brothers, who had been fighting against each other since their mother's death, reconciled briefly and cried bitterly.
Chen Cheng's eyes were filled with tears as he looked at the fading sun in the sky, which was shining brightly on the corridor wrapped with vines. On the ground were floating mottled shadows, glittering and dreamy like gold foil.
"Why don't you go in?" Song Jili stood side by side with her.
She smiled but couldn't help shedding big tears, her mood was extremely complicated.
The words that Chen Aoshuang said to her that night kept ringing in her ears.
She said that she was free afterwards.
She was free, but she didn't know where to go.
I was in a daze and became a soul wandering aimlessly in the world.
Song Jili hugged her gently, sighing helplessly. He couldn't bear to see that she was obviously in pain, but could only express her sorrow silently. He said distressedly:
"Don't cry, it's all over, let's go back to Jiangdu."
These past few days, whenever she was in despair, he would throw her a lifeline.
Repeatedly tell her there are places to go and things to do.
Although she doesn't know what the future holds, at least she has a destination.
Chen Cheng raised his hands and felt for the first time how warm this embrace was.
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