Chapter 658: Funeral
Since I retired, the group has been giving me pocket money on time every month.
He and Mrs. Xie each receive 200,000 yuan per month, and they go directly to the company's finance department to report any important purchases. Now that things have gotten so ugly, the group has stopped paying the money. He only has a few hundred thousand yuan in his bank card, and even with the money on his phone, it's less than one million yuan, but Han Mengying wants one and a half million yuan.
This is very embarrassing. If Xie Huaiyu tells the truth at this time, how can people believe him?
Maybe even Qiao Kelan will be unhappy.
In an instant, Xie Huaiyu's expression changed subtly.
"Xiaoying, uncle's bank card was recently frozen by the group."
"I'm afraid I won't be able to turn tonight."
"Is tomorrow okay?"
"I'll try to find a way to thaw it tomorrow."
"Okay then, Uncle Xie must remember to transfer the money to me tomorrow. I still need to pick out a gift."
"Okay, I understand."
"Huaiyu, just spoil her..."
Although Qiao Kelan said this, he was actually happy in his heart.
As long as the money is spent on them, mother and daughter, it is worth it no matter how it is spent.
"But then again, Xiaoying had a poor boyfriend before, and I didn't agree at the time because his family was very poor."
"She's not very ambitious, but luckily she's come to terms with it now and hooked up with a rich second-generation guy."
Qiao Kelan was chatting casually, but didn't notice Xie Huaiyu's expression.
Xie Huaiyu was actually a little shocked that Qiao Kelan called someone else's boyfriend a poor guy.
In his impression, Qiao Kelan is very gentle and considerate.
But in the conversation just now, he seemed to be somewhat scornful of the poor and infatuated with the rich when it came to his daughter's private life.
When Qiao Kelan saw that Xie Huaiyu didn't respond, she realized that she had said something too much.
Immediately smooth things over, "Huaiyu, I don't mean to look down on the poor. I was also born poor, and I know too well how hard life is for the poor. I don't want my daughter to be like me. I selfishly hope that she can have a good marriage and family, and not suffer as hard as I did."
"You should. You are a mother, and it's right to think about your daughter."
That night, Xie Huaiyu couldn't sleep all night.
He rejected Qiao Kelan's request for intimacy, using the excuse that he was a little tired.
All he was thinking about now was how to get the money back tomorrow and give Han Mengying 1.3 million.
Moreover, he felt very uncomfortable when asked for money this time.
Han Mengying’s previous watch cost 150,000 yuan.
I give out red envelopes quite often.
All the big ones are with Qiao Kelan, opening shops, investing, renting houses, buying cars, etc.
After a series of events, it turned out that the mother and daughter had spent nearly ten million yuan on him in just two months.
It cannot be said that rich people don’t care about money.
Everyone cares about money, it just depends on who you spend it on.
After all, Han Mengying is not her biological daughter.
Even Xie Nancheng, his own son, did not ask for such a high price when he was studying abroad.
On the contrary, Nancheng was still outside at that time, working part-time to earn money.
He is engaged in software development, playing with virtual currency, etc. He has a good business sense.
I couldn't help but think of some scenes with my son.
There is also a picture of a family sitting together for dinner.
At this moment, Xie Huaiyu was in a dilemma.
He was even a little confused. He didn't know whether the path he had chosen was the right one.
Is my choice too impulsive, or does it cause more harm than freedom?
Xie Nancheng returned to Tianyi Pavilion in the late night.
He changed his clothes quietly and didn't even take a shower.
After changing into pajamas, he lay down gently and couldn't help but hug his wife's waist.
Tu Ran was a light sleeper and woke up immediately.
"You're back?"
"Be good, go to sleep." Xie Nancheng patted her gently.
Tu Ran turned around and their eyes met.
"Are you hungry?"
"Not hungry."
"Are you tired then?"
"Not tired."
"and you……"
Before he could finish his words, he was kissed hard on the mouth.
"Stop making trouble, okay?" Tu Ran was a little confused after being kissed.
"I'm not making a fuss. I just want to kiss you. I'm not hungry, thirsty, or tired. I just miss you a lot."
"I haven't had a good meal with you recently, and I always make you worry about me."
"I'm really not a good enough husband. I'll make it up to you when things settle down."
"No need, we just need to be good to each other."
Tu Ran felt sorry for his visibly tired and haggard appearance.
Take the initiative to hug his neck.
The next morning
The funeral of the old man of the Gu family was held and it became a hot topic early on.
The farewell ceremony for the body was held in the largest funeral home in Hong Kong.
Almost all the wealthy and prominent businessmen in Hong Kong went there, and even many political celebrities came.
Many media gathered at the door early.
As soon as Xie Nancheng parked his car, he was surrounded.
The license plate number of Xie Nancheng's Rolls-Royce is too eye-catching, making it impossible for him to be low-key.
Apart from the driver, there were only Xie Nancheng and Tu Ran.
Both men were wearing black suits and black sunglasses.
Originally, Tu Ran didn't wear a mask, but Xie Nancheng questioned and asked her to wear one.
Just because a few days ago, my wife was almost cyber-bullied.
The only consolation is that there is no full-face photo of Tu Ran on the entire Internet.
So even if she walked on the street, no one would recognize her.
Just in case, Xie Nancheng refused to let Tu Ran show up and was determined to protect his little wife.
Tu Ran was wearing a black mask and black sunglasses.
Only her good figure and her long, thick black hair were revealed.
Because it was winter, both of them were wrapped in long black cotton coats.
When I got off the bus, the driver helped me take my cotton coat.
The two walked hand in hand into the hall.
"Mr. Xie, please wait a moment."
"Excuse me, is this Mrs. Xie?"
"Are you also here to attend the funeral of Mr. Gu's father today?"
"It's rumored that you and Mr. Gu are rivals in love. Is this true?"
"Rumor has it that your wife and Mr. Gu..."
"Shut up and get out."
Before the reporter could finish his words, Xie Nancheng scolded him harshly.
The boss had such a powerful aura that everyone fell silent in an instant.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Xie Nancheng grabbed Tu Ran's hand and walked inside.
"Xie Nancheng, president of Shengshi Group, came with his wife to pay his respects."
Someone shouted.
It immediately caused quite a commotion.
At that time, the Zhou family was also there, including Zhou Yun and her sister Zhou Han.
No one from the Lu family came, only the elders from the Feng family came, but Feng Yao did not come.
Feng Yao has been busy with his wedding recently, and he was probably afraid that attending the funeral would be unlucky.
But as soon as Xie Nancheng appeared, everyone recognized him.
Gu Xixing strode over.
Gu Huan and Mrs. Gu followed closely behind.
When the two men met, the atmosphere was extremely tense.
But Tu Ran knew that Xie Nancheng would definitely give him enough face today, because death is the greatest thing.
As expected, Xie Nancheng took the initiative to speak, "Mr. Gu, I express my condolences."
"Thanks."
At this time, many media rushed forward to record videos and take photos.
After all, both companies are very popular, especially the scandal between Mrs. Xie and Mr. Gu that just broke out.
Mrs. Gu and Gu Huan also came forward.
"Mr. Xie, this time it was thanks to your wife's help that my husband was able to leave without regrets. Your wife is the great benefactor of our Gu family." Mrs. Gu's eyes were red.
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