Chapter 7 Something is wrong with Cheng Lilian
A group of people wearing wreaths were stopped outside the mourning hall, and several bodyguards in black suits were protecting one of the young men.
The young man in the middle did not say anything, but Xie Hui said something to a middle-aged woman. When Xu's mother heard this, she became very emotional and her anger soared, pointing at them and cursing.
"Get lost! My daughter is dead, who are you showing this to?"
"I didn't see you care about the employees when he was alive, but now you rush to show your concern after he died. Go away, I don't need condolences, and Ranran doesn't need you to come and pay tribute to her!"
Father Xu also pulled Mother Xu to express his opinion, his tone firm and eyes full of anger, "I'm sorry, my wife doesn't want to see people from your company, so you should take the wreath back! I guess Ran Ran doesn't want to see you either."
Cheng Lilian took off her sunglasses and felt helpless about the unreasonable mother Xu, "Mother Xu Ran, how many times do we have to tell you before you understand?"
"Xu Ran's suicide has nothing to do with the company. We are kind enough to pay tribute to her out of humanitarianism, but you don't have to treat us as enemies."
"Let's not talk about how much loss Xu Ran's suicide caused to the company. Let's just talk about the endorsement she just signed. Now she is gone. Our company didn't ask you to pay a penny for the compensation from the brand."
"After all this, our company believes that we have a clear conscience. I don't know why you always think that Xu Ran's suicide was caused by us."
Cheng Lilian's voice became a little harder, and her voice rose unconsciously.
Xie Hui echoed: "If uncle and aunt have any objections to Xu Ran's death, they can just call the police to investigate, and we will definitely assist and cooperate."
As soon as these words were spoken, Xu's mother became quiet for a moment.
She stared at them with red eyes and said through gritted teeth: "You think I don't want to, right? If I have evidence in my hands, I will definitely avenge Ran Ran."
"Lao Xu, send them away. I don't want to see them."
Xu's mother was about to leave with Xu Bei, but the young man who had been protected by bodyguards stepped forward and stopped her.
"Aunt Xu, I completely understand how you feel. If my parents knew that I committed suicide for no apparent reason, they would definitely look for the people involved and kill them."
"But everyone, think rationally. The doctor diagnosed Xu Ran with depression three years ago. You didn't know that Xu Ran was sick during these three years. Doesn't this prove that her family doesn't care much about her?"
Father Xu's face darkened, and even Mother Xu and Xu Bei stared at Wen Siqi with wide eyes: "What do you mean? Are you trying to sow discord between our family members?"
"It's nothing, I just want to tell you that sometimes the last straw that breaks the camel's back for a depressed person comes from her closest people."
Wen Siqi looked towards the mourning hall dimly. Xu Ran in the photo was still smiling happily as before. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly and then disappeared very quickly.
Xie Hui and Cheng Lilian put down the wreath, leaving a thick yellow envelope and walked out of the mourning hall.
Xu's mother was furious. She threw away the wreath they sent her. Still not satisfied, she stomped on the wreath several times.
"Lao Xu, listen to what they say. Are they talking like human beings? What do you mean our family relationship is bad? That little bastard is obviously trying to sow discord between us."
Father Xu didn't know what he was thinking of, and sat down on the doorstep dejectedly, "If it was three years ago, Beibei had just entered high school at that time, did we really lack attention to Ranran?"
Mother Xu's expression changed. "But if that's the case, why didn't Ran Ran say anything? She used to tell me everything. Why is she so estranged from her family now that she's grown up?"
She sat down beside Xu's father, heartbroken, and tears fell from her eyes.
The reason why she didn't believe in the depression explanation was because she was convinced that her daughter couldn't have said nothing. They had been like sisters since they were little, so it was impossible for her not to have noticed anything.
The two fell into self-doubt. If it was really their fault that caused Ranran to commit suicide, how could they, as parents, face their daughter?
Xu Bei felt very uncomfortable watching her parents like this. She remembered that there were guests in the mourning hall and wanted to go over and say sorry.
When she turned around, she suddenly saw that Lin Jin, who was sitting in the corner just now, was gone. She looked everywhere, but when she saw that she couldn't find anyone, she went to clean up the mess.
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Lin Jin followed Cheng Lilian out of the mourning hall and saw them send Wen Siqi off before leaving on their own.
Xie Hui called a taxi, while Cheng Lilian drove alone.
Lin Jin immediately stopped a car, opened the door and got in, pointing at the car in front and said, "Master, follow that black car."
The taxi driver was not surprised. He saw from the mirror that Lin Jin was anxious, so he immediately told her to sit tight. "Don't worry, little girl. I'm familiar with this kind of thing. I will definitely help you catch up."
He stepped on the accelerator and the yellow car started off like an arrow.
The black car drove along the overpass, turning left and right and changing lanes several times.
The taxi that Lin Jin was riding in, just as the driver said, followed closely behind the car a few meters away without losing sight of it.
The two cars drove along for half an hour, and finally Cheng Lillian drove to the wilderness.
There were not many vehicles passing by, so Lin Jin wisely asked the taxi driver to stop, paid the fare, and then decisively chose to walk there.
Fortunately, Cheng Lillian didn't drive too far and got off the car by a small river.
Lin Jin hid in the woods and watched Cheng Lillian take out a bunch of things from the trunk. Her eyes flashed slightly and she took a few steps forward.
As she got closer, Lin Jin saw clearly that the plastic bag contained some commonly seen incense sticks and paper money.
What was she going to do? Go to the wilderness to burn paper?
Cheng Lilian took out a pile of incense and candles, and took out a red skirt and an iron basin from the trunk. She walked to the river, put paper money into the basin, and lit the incense and candles.
"Xu Ran, I didn't want to see things turn out like this. If you are still alive, please don't blame me. I have bought an insurance policy for your parents in your name, so they will be protected for the rest of their lives..."
She threw yellow paper and some gold ingots into the basin while muttering something, and when she saw the fire getting bigger, she threw her clothes into the fire.
Lin Jin, who was hiding behind, heard Cheng Lilian talking to herself and her eyes widened in surprise.
Xu Ran’s death was indeed not simple.
At this moment, Lin Jin really wanted to rush out and grab Cheng Lilian to ask her how Xu Ran died and whether it had anything to do with her.
But at the critical moment she held back, her teeth chattering, and she forced herself to keep her body steady and not rush out.
No, we can't go there rashly without evidence, or we might alert the enemy.
Lin Jin quickly took out her cell phone to record the conversation, but unfortunately Cheng Lilian only said one sentence and never spoke again.
When the flame in the basin went out, Cheng Lillian took some water and sprinkled it into the basin, making sure no sparks would jump out, and then drove away.
After she left, Lin Jin walked to the brazier with a cold body. The words spoken by Lillian kept echoing in her mind, and she felt like her sanity was about to collapse.
He came secretly to pay tribute to Xu Ran, what did that person know?
Looking at the ashes in the basin, Lin Jin took out a wooden stick from the space and stirred it.
Maybe she was lucky, she actually found something.
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