When the two arrived, many guests had already arrived, but Jin Shaoheng did not show up.
Although everyone thought it was a bit strange, no one dared to ask.
Lu Xining didn't care whether Jin Shaoheng came or not, he just did his duty.
Da da da.
Liu Qianya changed into clean clothes and came to Lu Xining in high heels: "My cousin hasn't come yet. You should know who is the most important in his heart, right?"
With her proud expression, she didn't take Zhang Tingyu's death to heart at all, and she didn't even intend to do anything superficial, as if she came here just to attack Lu Xining.
Lu Xining had no intention of dealing with her right now, so he didn't say anything.
"He is accompanying Sister Qingyue, can you see clearly now? No one is as important as Sister Qingyue." Liu Qianya mistakenly thought she was sad and became even more proud.
"Isn't it because Lin Qingyue and the child in her belly are about to die?" Meng Wanyang is here, how can we tolerate someone else, Lu Xining.
"Who are you?" Liu Qiya looked at her and stamped her feet: "Don't curse sister Qingyue and her children!"
"I cursed, what can you do?" Meng Wanyang was not afraid of her.
"You -" Liu Qianya stomped her feet angrily, and finally cursed: "Sure enough, everyone has the same kind of friends, and there is no education at all."
"Are we uneducated?" Meng Wanyang laughed angrily: "The Lin Qingyue you like is well-educated? She seduces a married man. According to your statement, is it possible that you also like a married man?"
"It's obviously her, Lu Xining, who interfered in the relationship between Sister Qingyue and her cousin." Liu Qianya was so angry that she blushed.
"Then you should go to your cousin and ask him not to marry Xining." Why do these people blame Lu Xining for all their faults?
"Isn't it because of aunt?" Liu Qianya said.
"Miss Liu, look over there." Meng Wanyang pointed to the mourning hall.
"What?" Liu Qiya didn't know why.
"Your aunt is watching you?" Meng Wanyang said.
Only then did Liu Qiya notice that the direction of her finger was Zhang Tingyu's photo. Her direction was facing Zhang Tingyu's photo, and the person on it seemed to be really smiling at her.
Liu Qianya felt guilty and turned pale with fright: "Lu Xining, just wait to be kicked out."
She forced herself to say harsh words and then ran away.
Meng Wanyang looked at her hurriedly leaving figure and thought to herself: Baby, I can't cure you yet.
A flash of pride flashed in her eyes, and her eyes suddenly collided with those of Li Jinghuan not far away.
He seemed to be looking at her all the time.
Meng Wanyang deliberately avoided it and comforted Lu Xining back to the mourning hall.
The scheduled burial time had come, and Jin Shaoheng had not yet appeared, so Lu Xining took the initiative to burn Zhang Tingyu and then bury her.
It was already dark after working these days, so she asked Meng Wanyang to go home while she went to the Jin family's old house.
The place that was originally deserted became even more terrifying because of the loss of its owner.
Lu Xining came to Zhang Tingyu's room, which had been cleaned by the servants. Everything was still in its place, as if their owner had just gone out temporarily and would be back soon.
But she knew it wouldn't happen. She saw Zhang Tingyu buried with her own eyes today.
Her face was pressed against the sheets, and her heart still ached. She was sorry for Zhang Tingyu, knowing that she wanted to be with Jin Shaoheng, but she didn't follow her last wish, and she didn't embarrass herself even before she died.
Mom, will you forgive me?
She slowly closed her eyes, and the tears she had not shed all day fell down her face.
Until she felt hands wiping her, she unexpectedly opened her eyes and saw Jin Shaoheng.
He didn't know when he came back. He hadn't changed his clothes, and his white shirt was stained with large amounts of blood.
With that look, no need to say anything, you can tell what he has been through.
"Come back?" Lu Xining asked.
Jin Shaoheng nodded, perhaps because he was afraid that his clothes would stain the sheets, so he just sat on the floor next to the bed, so that the two of them were side by side.
Lu Xining looked at him who was quiet, restrained, and sad at this time, no longer as noble as usual.
He is just a mortal, a mortal who has lost his mother and experienced the life and death of his relatives.
"How is Miss Lin?" She didn't want to ask, but she couldn't help but want to care about him.
"In the ICU, we are not completely out of danger yet." Jin Shaoheng replied.
His voice sounded faint, but if you listen carefully, it had a vibrato, indicating that Lin Qingyue's situation was probably very bad.
Lu Xining didn't know what to say for a moment. After all, she and Lin Qingyue had never cared about each other.
"Thank you today." Jin Shaoheng said.
Lu Xining knew that he was referring to Zhang Tingyu's funeral, so he smiled bitterly: "Just don't blame me for making my own decisions."
"It's not too late to thank you." Jin Shaoheng said.
He felt guilty in his heart. As a son of man, he did not send his mother on her last journey.
"Mom... will understand." Lu Xining comforted.
But when she mentioned Zhang Tingyu, she still felt uncomfortable.
Jin Shaoheng nodded, and neither of them spoke.
This night was probably the quietest and most harmonious night they had ever spent since they got married. There were no quarrels or awkwardness, only the remembrance of the deceased, or worries about Lin Qingyue's mother and son.
It was getting later and later, so Lu Xining went back to her room to take a nap. Firstly, her body needed rest for her child, and secondly, it left Jin Shaoheng and her mother some "alone" space.
The next day, Lu Xining got up very early.
She was planning to go to the hospital after breakfast because Meng Wanyang reminded her that she would have to take birth control pills for a few days.
"Young mistress."
After going downstairs, a man holding a briefcase and wearing a black suit who was talking to Jin Shaoheng immediately stood up and greeted her respectfully.
Lu Xining nodded slightly and was about to go to the restaurant when he heard Jin Shaoheng introduce: "Mom's lawyer, come and read the will."
Lu Xining was slightly surprised when he heard this, then nodded to express that he understood, and prepared to leave without having to worry about anything else.
Jin Shaoheng grabbed her and said, "You have to listen."
"Oh." Lu Xining sat down belatedly, although she didn't think it had anything to do with her.
However, she is still the nominal daughter-in-law of the Jin family, so she still has to show off.
But after the lawyer finished reading the will, she realized that Zhang Tingyu had left all the inheritance to herself except Jin's shares.
You must know that she has a lot of assets in her name, including several real estate properties at home and abroad, each worth tens of millions, including her antique jewelry, etc. As long as there is some value, almost no omissions are left in the list.
The lawyer signed Jin Shaoheng's signature first, and then handed Lu Xining's copy to her.
"Young mistress, you need to sign here." He reminded.
"I don't want it." Lu Xining refused without thinking.
The lawyer was surprised. This was probably the first time she had seen someone pushing money away. Moreover, it was so much money that she could squander it arrogantly for several lifetimes.
"Sign it, this is what mom wanted." Jin Shaoheng said.
"But..." Without merit and reward, what qualifications does she have to take the money?
"Don't worry, Young Mistress, Madam has added a clause here. Even if you divorce the Young Master in the future, these will only be your own personal property." The lawyer thought she had other concerns.
"Then I can't have it even more." Lu Xining said.
Since she married into the Jin family, she has not made a penny. However, Zhang Tingyu helped her pay off the huge debt owed by her father. Jin Shaoheng also helped her pay for her brother's medical expenses, including hiring experts, looking for Xinyuan, etc.
Nothing can be measured by money.
"This..." The lawyer looked at Jin Shaoheng in embarrassment.
"If you don't sign, Mom won't feel at ease." Jin Shaoheng said.
My mother really loved Lu Xining, and she was deeply afraid that she would treat Lu Xining badly after she left.
Lu Xining saw everyone looking at her eagerly, as if she couldn't do anything today if she didn't sign. After much hesitation, she picked up the pen and signed her name in the signature column.
The lawyer finally breathed a sigh of relief. Having completed his mission, he put away all the formalities and left.
Lu Xining went to a restaurant to eat. Although the food didn't taste good, he still insisted on eating it for the sake of the child in his belly.
Jin Shaoheng's situation was similar, he ate every bite very slowly.
After a while, he finally spoke: "Lu Xining, do you still want a divorce?"
Lu Xining was stunned for a moment, but she soon realized that he had left Lin Qingyue, whose life or death was uncertain, in intensive care, and that he was here because he wanted to divorce her.
She clenched the spoon in her hand and nodded: "Yeah."
"Then after we finish our meal, let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to complete the formalities." This time no one stopped them.