"Bang--"
After a loud bang, Fang Zhengfan's door was smashed open by a remote-controlled toy car that could carry people. Fang Changbo put the remote control directly in his wife's hand and walked directly into Fang Zhengfan's room.
When Fang Zhengfan saw his father enter his room without permission, he frowned slightly and made a "tsk" sound to express his dissatisfaction.
Fang Changbo pretended not to notice and asked directly, "According to your mother, you have been locking yourself in your room these past few days and refusing to open the door for anyone who comes."
Fang Zhengfan said indifferently, "So what?"
"Do you know that your mother is very worried about you and even wasted my time to call me back home to persuade you?"
Seeing Fang Zhengfan remained silent, Fang Changbo asked again, "Is it because of your good brother? Here you go."
Fang Changbo took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Fang Zhengfan.
Fang Zhengfan took it and asked, "What is this?"
"The Qin family invited us to attend Qin Zun's funeral. I don't have time, so you can go in my place."
Upon hearing this, Fang Zhengfan stubbornly returned the invitation: "I'm not going. I don't believe Qin Zun is dead."
Fang Changbo threatened, "This is not up to you! I'm already busy enough with the company's affairs. Now that you've grown up, not only can't you share my worries, but you also make me worry. If your mother wasn't worried about you, I wouldn't have come back all this time."
Fang Zhengfan wanted to retort, but Mrs. Fang stepped forward to persuade him: "Son, no matter how much you don't want to accept the reality, Qin Zun is dead after all. The living must continue to live. You can't be depressed anymore. The funeral is the last time you will see him, so just say goodbye properly."
Fang Zhengfan originally wanted to throw away this invitation letter that symbolized Qin Zun's death, but after listening to his mother's words, Fang Zhengfan still held it tightly in his hand.
Seeing that he had taken some of his words in and was no longer so depressed, Fang Changbo was about to leave when he seemed to remember something and said, "Oh right, the Qin family's company will most likely be run by Qin Si now. Remember, after attending the funeral, you must never associate with anyone from Qin Zun's faction again. Spend more time with Qin Si. This will be beneficial for our company's future cooperation with them. Do you understand?"
"You don't have to view my relationship with Lao Qin as so utilitarian. I never treated him as my buddy because of his status. As for whether or not to contact Qin Si, that's my freedom!"
"Since you don't listen to me, then get out of this house!"
"Just get out!"
After Fang Zhengfan had a big fight with Fang Changbo, he left the house directly and drove like crazy on the road. He was in a very bad mood and didn't know where to go.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
Why force him to accept the news of Lao Qin's death? !
Why not give him some room for hope?
Why did he have to flatter and befriend others at this very moment?!
Fang Zhengfan became more and more angry as he thought about it, and punched the steering wheel.
"drop--"
This punch nearly sent the car veering off its original course, nearly hitting another car and causing an accident. Naturally, surrounding drivers started yelling at him, "Go die! You bastard! Go die somewhere else if you want to die, don't drag me down with you..."
The driver was cursing at first, but when he saw Fang Zhengfan's murderous look, and the fact that the other party was driving a luxury car, he felt that he couldn't afford to offend him, so he stepped on the accelerator and drove away in shame.
After being disturbed by this, Fang Zhengfan felt a little more sober. He took out the invitation letter from his arms, his eyes flashed, and he turned around and drove to another place.
He came to the hospital run by his second uncle, which was also the hospital where Tonghua was staying.
Day 1...
the next day......
Day 3...
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Day 6
Fang Zhengfan came to the hospital again. Although Tonghua hadn't talked to him much in the past few days, Fang Zhengfan still took time to see her every day.
Today, Fang Zhengfan opened the door of the ward and saw Tonghua sitting on the balcony as usual, alone in the cold wind, her eyes looking into the distance. No one knew what she was thinking while she was in a daze.
So many days had passed, and Fang Zhengfan knew that no matter what he said, Tonghua wouldn't react in the slightest. But he didn't care and continued to talk to himself, "I've finally let go of it after so many days and accepted the news of Lao Qin's passing... I know you're sad, but after all, the dead can't be brought back to life, and you still have a daughter to take care of. Let go of the past and live a good life."
Seeing that Tonghua didn't react, Fang Zhengfan pulled out the invitation from his pocket and placed it on the table beside him. "This is the invitation my father gave me to attend Old Qin's funeral. Tomorrow is the seventh day, and they will probably transport Old Qin's body back to the Qin family tonight. This is probably your last chance to see him. Are you sure you want to continue to be so depressed?"
. . .
After waiting for a while, Fang Zhengfan saw that Tonghua still had no response. He turned around in disappointment and prepared to leave. However, after taking the first step, he felt a slight obstruction.
He looked towards where he felt the obstruction, and found that a pale and thin hand was pulling his sleeve, preventing him from leaving.
Fang Zhengfan looked at the owner of the hand with some surprise. Tonghua, she finally made a move!
Tonghua, who had been depressed for days, hadn't spoken a word, and the words he uttered were a little hoarse: "Where?"
"funeral parlor."
"Take me there. I want to see him for the last time."
"good!"
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