Chapter 478 He is going to find his lover.

Mrs. Shen passed away.

This news instantly dominated all entertainment headlines.

As the chairman of Shen's Group and a legendary figure in the capital, her death shocked the business world.

Entrepreneurs who had come into contact with her posted articles to mourn her, all recording the courage of Mrs. Shen when she was young.

Her legend did not fade away with her departure, but instead made people remember this strong woman even more.

Although Madam Shen had asked to keep everything simple before she passed away, Shen Que still gave Shen three days off.

He stayed at home and made arrangements with his housekeeper.

After Meng Zhiyi returned from the hospital, he locked himself in his room for a whole day, which made the Meng family and Shen Que very anxious.

Meng's mother couldn't remember how many times she had come to her room with food, knocked on the door gently, and said worriedly, "Zhiyi, mommy cooked noodles for you, would you like to have some?"

Inside the room, Meng Zhiyi sat dejectedly beside the bed, tightly holding in her hand the jade pendant that her grandmother had left for her again.

Hearing her mother's voice coming from outside the door again, she finally reacted.

Just when Meng's father and mother were worried that she might faint from hunger, the door opened.

"Mom, I'll go downstairs to eat."

She was still wearing the same clothes she had worn to the hospital, evidently she had not slept all night.

Mother Meng was so distressed that she wanted to tell her daughter that she was talking nonsense, but when she thought of the death of Old Madam Shen, she couldn't bear to make her daughter feel sad at this time.

"Okay, Mom will bring it down for you, and we'll go downstairs to eat."

As Meng's mother spoke, she stuffed the bowl in her hand into Meng's father's hand, then helped her daughter downstairs.

Meng Zhiyi went downstairs and found that none of his brothers were at home. He asked in confusion, "Where are the brothers?"

Mother Meng: "Your eldest and second brothers should go to the Shen family to see if they can help. Your third brother cannot go because of work. According to Ting Lan, he is already on his way back from another place."

Meng Zhiyi said "oh", then sat down at the dining table, picked up the chopsticks and started eating noodles.

Meng's mother and father were by her side, watching over her and worrying about her mood.

"Mom and Dad, you don't have to be so nervous. I'm fine." Meng Zhiyi felt a little helpless when they stared at her, and said softly.

Meng's mother knew that her daughter was very close to Old Madam Shen. When she was confused at the beginning, it was Old Madam Shen who protected her daughter.

Now that her beloved grandmother has passed away, Meng's mother can understand her daughter's feelings.

She reached out and touched the top of Meng Zhiyi's head, and comforted her in a gentle voice: "Old Madam Shen has died of old age. Don't be too sad about her departure. This is a compulsory course in life, and you have to learn to accept it."

Meng Zhiyi's lips curled slightly and nodded: "Yes, I understand."

Seeing that she was in a relatively stable mood, Meng's father and mother also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After finishing the noodles, Meng Zhiyi's slightly cold hands and feet gradually warmed up. She wiped her mouth, stood up and said, "Mom and Dad, I want to go to the Shen family."

Hearing this, Meng's mother and father looked at her belly at the first moment, with a hint of embarrassment in their eyes.

The elders all say that pregnant mothers should try not to go to places where funerals are held.

That's why Shen Que sent her back that night, and after explaining some things to her, he returned to the Shen residence.

Now Meng Zhiyi suddenly proposed to go, which made the old couple not know how to persuade her for a moment.

Meng Zhiyi looked at their expressions and guessed what her parents were thinking.

But she didn't want to care too much about those superstitious sayings.

She pursed her lips and said firmly, "Mom and Dad, I must go and see grandma off. You don't need to persuade me."

Meng's mother opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Meng's father.

He said gently, "Go change your clothes and wash your face before going."

"Thank you, Mom and Dad." Meng Zhiyi said, and went back to her room to change clothes.

She was wearing a black dress and a black jacket.

Because the driver was not at home, Meng's father drove her there himself.

Shen Que, who was arranging his funeral at home, heard Meng Zhiyi coming and immediately put down what he was doing and went out to greet her.

"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to rest at home?" Shen Que put his arm around her and asked softly.

Meng Zhiyi whispered back: "I don't want to stay at home."

Shen Que sighed softly and had to take her to the lounge next to the mourning hall.

"The incense is too strong over there, why don't you just stay here?"

Meng Zhiyi glanced at the mourning hall that was separated from him by a screen and nodded: "Okay."

She also understood that it was not appropriate for her to go there right now, and she also had to consider the baby in her belly.

"I'll have someone bring some food over here. If you're hungry, eat some first. Guests will come to pay their respects later, and I might not be able to leave by then."

Meng Zhiyi: "Go and do your work, don't worry about me."

After Shen Que settled her down, he went out and continued his work.

The Shen residence, which was quiet and peaceful in the past, has now become bustling.

Meng Zhiyi sat on a cushioned chair, staring blankly at the people who kept coming to mourn next door.

Strangely, she did not feel too sad at this moment. Instead, her heart became calm and she calmly accepted the fact that her grandmother had left.

At the funeral of Mrs. Shen, Shen Bailin and Sui Ning, as the son and daughter-in-law, had no time to return because of their special status.

When the two heard the news, they knelt down in the direction of their home, thousands of miles away, on the other side of the ocean.

The weather was very good on the day of the burial, with no clouds in the sky.

Old Madam Shen was buried in a cemetery that was personally chosen for her by the housekeeper. It overlooks the entire capital city and is right in the direction of her home.

All the members of the Meng family came to see them off, among whom Meng Tinglan followed Meng Zhiyi closely, keeping an eye on her situation at all times.

Until the moment of burial, Meng Zhiyi placed a flower in front of the grave, looked at the photo on the tombstone, and said softly: "Grandma, rest in peace."

After seeing them off, the butler let them go first and stayed behind.

After everyone left, the butler sat alone in front of the tombstone and talked a lot.

Until evening, the fiery clouds in the sky were just as brilliant as the day she left.

The orange sunlight fell on him, tinging his black suit and the white flower on his chest with a layer of golden light.

"Miss, look, today's sunset is as beautiful as that day."

"One last look, and then I'll come looking for you."

He leaned against the tombstone, his cheek parallel to the photo on the tombstone, as if the person next to him was not a cold tombstone, but his lover.

They watched the gorgeous sunset together, accompanying each ray of sunset.

When dusk fell, he slowly stood up, leaned over and gently kissed the cold tombstone.

The moment I turned around, my elongated shadow intertwined with the monument.

He is going to find his lover.