Seeing that she insisted, Huo Qingyuan said nothing.

Almost all of Huo Qingyuan's real estate here has been disposed of. When he came back this time, he didn't even have a car in his hand.

At this time, Uncle Ming didn't care about him either.

Others who came here in a car never thought about Huo Qingyuan having no car.

Finally, Huo Qingyuan and Chen Xiao took a taxi and parked in front of the Huo family villa. After getting off the bus, Huo Qingyuan looked at the Chen family beside him: "Why don't you go home?"

"I'm going home at this time, I have to scare my parents. I won't go back, so I'll explain tomorrow."

"Um."

He didn't say anything else and led her into the Huo family.

The side hall has been arranged into a mourning hall, and Mr. Huo has already put it in the coffin.

When Chen Xiao and Huo Qingyuan arrived at the mourning hall, everyone except Uncle Ming was gone.

Yes, after the play was finished, it would naturally end.

"Young Master, what day do you think the old man will be in funeral?"

Huo Qingyuan took the book: "It's going to be three days later."

It doesn’t matter if it’s seven days. Those who want to come to pay their respects will come even if they only stop for one day. Those who don’t want to come, even if they stop for a month, they have some excuses that they don’t come.

Uncle Ming wiped the corners of his eyes, nodded and replied OK.

He has been with Mr. Huo for more than 30 years, and Mr. Huo has left. Uncle Ming’s sadness is no less than Huo Qingyuan and the others. Maybe he is even more uncomfortable than Huo Shaoan’s son.

"Uncle Ming, go and rest. There are many guests tomorrow and you still have to be busy."

"This night—"

"I'll keep."

Uncle Ming looked at Huo Qingyuan, moved his lips and sighed, "Then I'll go and have a rest. I'm old, no better than that in the past."

"Um."

Huo Qingyuan lit a stick of incense and looked back at Chen Xiao: "Sleep aside for a while?"

Chen Xiao shook his head: "You go to bed, you haven't been sleeping all night, what should I do tomorrow?"

“Just tonight.”

Chen Xiao didn't know what to say, so she had to sit with him.

There was a chair next to it, but before they could retreat, the two of them sat there.

After sitting for a while, she became sleepy, her eyelids were fighting and she couldn't hold on at all.

Huo Qingyuan hugged her and said, "Sleep for a while."

Chen Xiao couldn't hold on anymore and looked at him: "Can you take a nap?"

Everyone else went back to sleep. On this first night, there were no one watching the night, only Huo Qingyuan.

I guess all of you will come out to act again tomorrow, after all, there are many people who will pay their respects tomorrow.

Chen Xiao knew that the Huo family was outrageous, but he didn't expect it to be so outrageous.

She leaned over his shoulder, unable to hold on anymore, so she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Before dawn, Chen Xiao was awakened.

It was Huo Sinian who brought Mr. Huo's friend in his lifetime. The 80-year-old man came overnight, which shows his friendship.

Chen Xiao opened his eyes and stood there tactfully, asking Huo Qingyuan to go up to greet people.

Unexpectedly, Huo Qingyuan didn't go up at all, but instead said to her: "You go home and go to bed."

Chen Xiao looked at the dark circles under his eyes and did not go against him: "Okay, what about you?"

"I'll go back to the hotel in the afternoon."

"Then I'll go to the hotel to find you in the afternoon."

Huo Qingyuan did not refuse, "Go back."

"Then I'll leave?"

I don’t know why, but Chen Xiao thought Huo Qingyuan was very miserable.

Mr. Huo was very kind to him before, but I don’t know why, it’s just two years, and that’s it.

Huo Qingyuan touched her head, but Chen Xiao stopped leaving. She kept it again. It would be inappropriate if there were more people later.

Before leaving, Chen Xiao glanced at Huo Sinian.

Huo Sinian was talking to Mr. Huo's friend during his lifetime, looking like a very good grandson.
Chapter completed!