Chapter 276 Her lovely children no longer have a father.
The Qin family knows a feng shui master.
The matter of selecting a burial site was entrusted to Qin Yancheng.
The rain has stopped.
The group came out of the police station.
Qin Yancheng opened the car door and looked at Shen Qingshu, asking, "Are you going to attend the funeral?"
“I will participate in place of both children.”
Qin Yancheng pursed his lips, nodded, got into the car, and drove away.
Shao Qing was devastated; the tall, over six-foot-tall man squatted beside the black Maybach, sobbing uncontrollably.
Wen Jingxi looked at Shao Qing and sighed, "Shao Qing is also extremely loyal to Fu Siyan."
Shen Qingshu walked over, took out a tissue from her bag and handed it to Shao Qing, "Wipe your hands, cheer up. He's gone, but the law firm is still here. He trusted you so much, you have to take good care of the firm for him."
Shao Qing was taken aback and looked up at Shen Qingshu.
The next second, Shao Qing's crying completely erupted—
"Miss Shen, our Young Master Fu is gone, gone..."
Shen Qingshu looked at Shao Qing, her expression remaining unchanged.
Under the streetlights, her shadow was stretched long.
The light shone on her face, making it impossible for Shao Qing to see her eyes clearly.
Shao Qing couldn't understand how Miss Shen could remain so calm when he was so upset.
Does she really not love Young Master Fu at all?
Even if she didn't love him, they had known each other for so many years, and he was the child's biological father. Now that he's dead, how can she be so calm and indifferent?
But Shao Qing knew he couldn't question Shen Qingshu.
If Young Master Fu finds out, he'll haunt him even as a ghost!
Shao Qing became increasingly distressed, clutching her head and sobbing, "Young Master Fu was planning to go to Switzerland for treatment, why, why..."
Why did this have to happen just when Fu Shao finally showed signs of wanting to survive?
Shao Qing couldn't understand it, and he resented the injustice of fate.
Song Lanyin stood to the side, silently lighting a cigarette, holding it between her slender fingers, but not taking a single puff.
Looking at Shen Qingshu, who had remained expressionless throughout, she finally couldn't hold back any longer and smashed the cigarette onto the damp ground.
The cigarette butt exploded and went out.
Song Lanyin rushed forward, grabbed Shen Qingshu's arm, and forced her to face her.
"Aren't you sad?" Song Lanyin stared at her with red eyes, trying to find a trace of sadness on her calm face.
But no.
Shen Qingshu showed no sign of sadness.
Her indifference was all disguised beneath her gentle and indifferent face.
Song Lanyin laughed in anger, tears welling up in her eyes. "Shen Qingshu, he was still a man you loved. Even if you've separated now, even if he wronged you a thousand times in the past, he's dead. Don't you feel anything at all?"
Shen Qingshu did not refute.
Wen Jingxi rushed over, pushed Song Lanyin aside, and shielded Shen Qingshu behind him.
"Song Lanyin, get your facts straight!" Wen Jingxi glared at her. "A-Shu has no obligation to mourn her ex-husband. Besides, you said it yourself, Fu Siyan hurt A-Shu in the past. The only reason she's standing here today is for the sake of the two children. The fact that she's willing to attend Fu Siyan's funeral is already more than enough!"
Song Lanyin stared blankly at Wen Jingxi.
Tears fell from her eyes.
Someone like her has long since become indifferent to life and death.
Such out-of-control and irrational behavior has not been seen for many years.
She must have gone mad tonight.
Song Lanyin raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face.
Seeing her tears, Wen Jingxi frowned slightly and softened his tone, "I know you and Fu Siyan are close. It's hard to accept that Fu Siyan left like this. Not to mention you, even I feel sad. So you shouldn't question A-Shu like that. Unless A-Shu is a vicious person, it's impossible for her not to be sad at all."
Song Lanyin was stunned. After a long while, her gaze shifted to Shen Qingshu standing behind Wen Jingxi.
When Shen Qingshu looked over, she turned and walked towards the white Range Rover.
She dodged in time, but Song Lanyin still saw the tear in the corner of her slightly red eyes.
Song Lanyin froze.
Yes, that was the man Shen Qingshu once loved, and also the father of their two children.
How could I possibly not feel sad at all?
She was just suppressing it and not showing it.
Song Lanyin was filled with shame and lowered her head. "I'm sorry, I acted impulsively. Please tell her I'm sorry for me."
Wen Jingxi didn't say anything more and turned to leave.
...
On the way back, Shen Qingshu suddenly said she wanted to go to Lijiang to take a look.
Wen Jingxi drove the car to the side of the road by the Lijiang River and stopped it.
He accompanied Shen Qingshu across the zebra crossing to the pedestrian walkway along the Lijiang River.
On a late summer night, after a storm, the city was damp, and the Lijiang River was flowing swiftly, no longer so calm.
The rain had just stopped, and there were hardly any people along the riverbank.
Shen Qingshu gazed at the river, remaining silent for a long time.
Wen Jingxi quietly stayed by her side.
Across the Lijiang River is Shen Qingshu's new home, just across a pedestrian walkway.
The damp night wind blew through the woman's long hair.
Shen Qingshu gently raised her hand to brush the strands of hair from her cheek.
The words Qin Yancheng said at the police station echoed in my mind—
[Siyan had previously said he wouldn't hold a funeral, only instructing me to scatter his ashes in the Lijiang River, but now it's like this...]
"But now that his body has been completely destroyed, his wish cannot be fulfilled."
She murmured softly, which Wen Jingxi couldn't quite hear. He lowered his voice and asked her, "What did you say?"
"nothing."
Shen Qingshu gazed at the river and said, "It's getting late, let's go back."
Wen Jingxi looked at her, but the night was too dark for him to see her expression clearly.
When I returned to Yun Gui, I found that Qiao Xingjia had arrived.
When Shen Qingshu entered the house, Qiao Xingjia was playing a jigsaw puzzle with her two children.
Upon seeing her return, Qiao Xingjia immediately got up and walked over, her expression anxious, "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine." Shen Qingshu smiled at her. "Why did you come here? Where's Xiaoxingchen?"
"Of course I had to come after such a big thing!" Qiao Xingjia said. "I brought the nanny with me. Yancheng will definitely be very busy these days. I can't help with anything else, but it'll be good for me to keep you and the two children company."
"Actually, Dr. Qin and Shao Qing are quite busy. I don't have much to do here, so you don't need to come over."
If Qiao Xingjia hadn't known Shen Qingshu well enough, she would have been fooled by Shen Qingshu's demeanor.
"Come up with me." Qiao Xingjia pulled Shen Qingshu and headed straight for the second floor.
Shen Qingshu was pulled into the room by her.
The room door closed.
Qiao Xingjia hugged her, "Cry, I'm here, just let go and cry!"
Shen Qingshu: "..."
She was silent for a few seconds, then gently pushed Qiao Xingjia away.
Qiao Xingjia frowned as she looked at her.
Shen Qingshu sighed helplessly, "Xingxing, I don't have such strong emotions."
Qiao Xingjia was slightly taken aback, "You really hate Fu Siyan to this extent?"
“It’s not hatred.” Shen Qingshu shook her head gently. “It’s just that all my emotions faded the moment I realized he was dead.”
Qiao Xingjia: "What, has your heart died too?"
Shen Qingshu turned her head to look out the window.
The night sky was pitch black; nothing could be seen.
Her voice softly rang out in the quiet room:
“When a person dies, they're gone. Whether you're sad or not, it won't change anything. I'm not that sad about Fu Siyan's death, but I feel a bit uneasy. I always feel that he shouldn't have ended up like this.”
Qiao Xingjia held her hand, "You still feel sorry for him."
Shen Qingshu did not refute.
It breaks my heart, how can I not feel heartbroken?
After all, he was the man she had loved deeply for five years of her youth. Even though she was determined never to turn back, she still didn't want him to end his life in such a tragic way.
Shen Qingshu used to get stuck on things, always wondering why Fu Siyan hurt her and why he didn't love her.
Later, she came to terms with it, realizing that love and hate are insignificant in the face of fate and shared values.
She gave up love, withdrew from the role of wife, and only saw Fu Siyan as the mother of her child. Only then did she gradually discover that people are multifaceted.
Fu Siyan may have let her down and hurt her in love and marriage, but as a brother, as a boss, and as a father, he was competent.
These observations were clearly evident in the reactions of those around Fu Siyan at the moment of his death.
Shen Qingshu's heartache and resentment stemmed from the fact that she had made up her mind to go her separate ways with Fu Siyan and raise their child together.
But he made his final exit in such a tragic and abrupt manner.
He left, leaving behind a mountain of regrets.
From now on, these debts will no longer be able to find creditors to write them off.
Her two lovely children no longer have a father.
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