Mu Zhenhua didn't react at all! The speed was so fast!
He stared at the car shadow with a fierce look, his fingers hanging from both sides clenched into fists, his eyes were cold and sharp!
When Maybachri left, Han Jiamei turned around and looked at him, and said anxiously, "Isn't it good for us to do this?" She felt very uneasy.
"Mr. Jing called because your father was in trouble." Mo Fan drove the car quickly, "I'll take you to the hospital first, and then I'll go to the company."
After hearing this, Han Jiamei didn't say anything even though she was in a conflict.
After a while, she leaned against the back of the chair and opened her lips lightly, "You have to go to the funeral, no matter how busy it is."
“Look again.”
"You can't watch anymore." Han Jiamei said to him, "We must go, otherwise we will be uneasy when you are not busy in the future. Every time I think of this, I feel very uneasy."
Actually, if you think about it carefully, what she said makes sense.
So Mo Fan nodded, "Yes, go together."
Han Jiamei is also looking forward to the result from Jingting, and she doesn't know if it's good news or bad news.
Mo Fan took Jiamei to the hospital, and he hurried upstairs to visit his mother-in-law, but he didn't stay in the ward for too long.
Mu Zhenhua knew that people were so frustrated that they were not worth it for their daughter.
When she went to the funeral home, Meng Lu saw that he could not bring Mo Fan. She felt ashamed of her daughter and started crying heart-wrenchingly.
"Cream." Mu Zhenhua ordered with pain.
"yes."
The staff began to follow the process.
"Why is Mo Fan so heartless?" Meng Lu grabbed his arm and cried with tears in her eyes, "Did you see him?"
"I've seen it." Mu Zhenhua said coldly.
The woman cried and asked, "Does he know Xinxin is dead?"
"Know."
"Then why didn't he come to send Xinxin for the last journey? Even if an ordinary friend makes this request, it's not too much, right?"
Mu Zhenhua did not answer, only Mo Fan knew this answer.
Meng Lu's crying was so sad that her eyes were already red, and she was so angry that she trembled all over, "How could there be such a heartless person?"
She clenched her hands into fists, and the palms were pinched by her nails, but the pain was far less than one millionth of her heartache.
If possible, she really wanted to kill Mo Fan with her own hands! She would take him to bury her daughter!
My daughter has loved him for more than 20 years and got nothing!
Today is extremely sad for the Mu family.
A living person died, then cremated and put into a small box, so lightweight...it seems not true.
On the day when Mu Xin's ashes fell into the soil, a drizzle drizzled in the sky.
A quiet hillside with a vast view and elegant environment.
The executives of Mu Zhenhua's company and some employees came to see Ms. Mu on her last trip. Everyone was wearing black clothes at the same time, holding a lily in their hands.
Everyone held black umbrellas and was very solemn every step they took.
The dark clouds were pressing down very low and the wind was slightly cool.
"Miss Mu, go all the way."
"Miss Mu, see you in the next life."
"Miss Mu, we will all miss you."
"Miss Mu, take good care of yourself in heaven."
......
After hearing these blessings, Meng Lu could not control her heartache tears. She lay on Mu Zhenhua's shoulder and cried in tears.
This kind of heartbreak can only be experienced when a white-haired person sends a black-haired person.
Not far away, a black car stopped, attracting a lot of attention. The memorial service is about to end, who else has left the team?
The car door opened and saw Mo Fan wearing black clothes and Han Jiamei wearing black skirt getting out of the car. They were holding a large bunch of lilies in their arms without an umbrella. This chapter has been completed!