The news of Xin He, chairman of Xin's chaebol Group, died caused a sensation in Jincheng and even Yan Shangguo, and the hot search news was on the market for several days.

Five days later, Xin He was buried.

The sky was covered with dark clouds and drizzle.

Long black cars lined up, and black clothes and black umbrellas filled the cemetery.

Since the scene of Wang Quan and Xin Zaozao fighting and disagreement occurred in the Xin Family Ancestral Hall that day, Xin Zaozao still appeared in the ancestral hall in the next few days, but they were all in peace, until this moment!

After all the ceremonies, the people who came to attend the funeral left one after another, and finally, Wang Quan, Mu Cidian, Wu Qianyuan and Xin Zaozao, of course, some servants at home and some staff on the scene were left.

Wang Quan called Mu Ci Dictionary and said, "Let's go."

Mu Cidi looked at Xin Zaozao standing there.

Always alone, not laughing or talking, not crying or making trouble.

It was as if the woman who suddenly broke out that day was not her, but she became quiet and withdrawn again.

"What are you looking at?" Wang Quan's face was not very good.

In order to settle down in Xinhe these days, she has been very tired.

No matter what, she still has to go through her face, so she participated in it throughout the whole process.

Mu Cidi took back his gaze, he hugged his fiancée and left with her mother.

The servants and on-site staff also followed and the group left.

Xin Zaozao turned his head, looked at their left backs, and a sneer came out from the corner of his mouth.

She turned around and looked at her father again, the black and white photo.

She said, "Are you willing?"

In a quiet place, no one naturally answered it.

"I'm not willing to give up." Xin Zaozao said, "but not for you, for myself."

She left the cemetery.

Actually, it wasn't surprising.

Wang Quan drove all the cars away, leaving no one for her.

It is difficult to get a taxi in remote places.

She walked back.

The rain is getting heavier and the wind is getting heavier.

Her seemingly solid black umbrella was also blown away.

She bit her lips and was still moving forward in such a storm.

She knew.

The more you compromise, the more sad it is.

I don’t know how long it took, but she walked back to the Xin family villa.

She didn't come back a few days ago. She stayed in the ancestral hall. When she was really sleepy, she took a nap next to her. No one came to greet her, including outsiders coming and going. This world is so realistic. Her father passed away, and everything seemed to be in the hands of Wang Quan and his son. Everyone saw that she and Wang Quan were in disagreement, so no one was willing to lend a helping hand.

She walked into Xin's villa.

All soaked.

Her shoes stained the floor.

The servant saw it and muttered behind her, "I wiped it clean just now, it's really a ghost!"

Before her father died, the servant dared to be disrespectful to her, let alone now she has nothing.

She ignored her and stepped upstairs on the clean floor.

In the corridor upstairs, I happened to run into Wan Quan who was probably just getting up.

She was wearing a white silk pajama and real-haired slippers on her feet, and the lady's posture was fully visible.

It just so happened that she was like a cock-drinking person at this moment, which formed a sharp contrast.

When Wang Quan saw Xin Zaozao, her face suddenly changed, "What are you doing here? Get out of here!"

Xin Zaozao glanced at her.

She's very cold now.

Even though the weather in Jincheng was warming up in April, it was still biting cold after the shower.

Xin Zaozao walked past Wang Quan indifferently.

Wang Quan grabbed her and pushed her out with a sudden turn.

Xin Zaozao is very weak.

She pushed her to the ground, and a loud sound sounded.

This seems to have alarmed others.

Some servants came up from the downstairs, and two people walked out of the room upstairs, both wearing clean pajamas, looking so noble, and so out of place with Xin Zaozao at this moment.

"What's wrong?" Mu Cidian looked at Xin Zaozao on the ground, walked to his mother in three or two steps and asked.

Wang Quan looked at Xin Zaozao condescendingly, "I saw such a thing when I got up, so I hurriedly dragged it out for me, it was annoying to see it."

After saying that, even taking care of Xin Zaozao didn't even look like taking care of Xin Zaozao, so he turned around and left.

Mu Cidan looked at her mother's back, looked at Xin Zaozao again, and then said to the onlooker, "You guys go for your own."

The servant left quickly.

Mu Cidian turned to his fiancée again, "I'm so tired these days, you go to bed for a while."

The voice is so gentle.

Xin Zaozao listened lightly.

She got up from the ground on her own and didn't look at them.

"But...what should she do?" Wu Qianyuan looked at Xin Zaozao, with sympathy in her eyes.

"Stop worrying, I'll deal with it, be good." Mu Ci Dictionary whispered.

Wu Qianyuan looked at her again, nodded and left.

All Mu Cidi and Xin Zaozao were left in the corridor.

Xin Zaozao didn't wait for Mu Cidian to send him away, and had already stood up and walked towards his room.

Mu Cidian strode over and grabbed her arm.

Really, amazingly thin.

He said, "I'll send you away."

Xin Zaozao didn't answer him.

Mu Cidian didn't wait for Xin Zaoyao to speak, and dragged her out.

Xin Zaozao was taken downstairs by Mu Cidian with brute force.

The servant in the hall saw it and hurriedly avoided it.

Xin Zaozao was taken to the gate of the villa by Mu Cidi.

There is still a storm outside.

Mu Cidi's footsteps paused.

Xin Zaozao looked at the desolate raindrops outside and sneered at the corner of his mouth.

She moved her arms and shook off Mu Cidian's confinement with force.

Mu Cidi looked at her.

"You don't need to push me out." Xin Zaozao said.

As he said that, he walked out directly.

Now, she can't go back here.

Mu Cidian looked at Xin Zaozao's figure, and his thin lips were slightly tightened at that moment.

In the heavy rain, Xin Zaozao tried hard to recruit taxis on the roadside.

Song Zhizhi was right. No one in this world helped him, so he had to rely on himself.

And now, she can't just fall down because it's not worth hurting her body for anyone here.

It rained heavily, and she stayed for a while but had no car.

Mu Cidian stood there, just watching her all the time.

Until, a black car parked at the gate.
To be continued...