480: C480 Casanova

C480 Casanova

"She's coming." Ming Zhu casually pointed at the Bottles on the grass and said, "You can be considered to be acquainted with him. Yang Ping will be new.

Zhu Xi looked at her new grave blankly.

Wang Yue hurried to support the crumbling Zhu Xi, her heart trembling as she stared at the name on the grave. She thought that she was used to life and death and didn't believe that Yang Ping would die that easily. She didn't think that she would truly feel an unspeakable pain when she saw the grave. She didn't know why, but she did feel sad.

"I hope you don't know each other." Ming Zhu sighed, stood up and left, not giving Zhu Xi a single glance.

Zhu Xi's expression was in pain, she stood there for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, the sky started to drizzle, wetting his clothes. Wang Yue could not bear it, and advised: "We cannot revive, let's go back."

Zhu Xi was silent.

Wang Yue said worriedly: "If Yang Ping was still alive, she wouldn't want to see your current state."

Zhu Xi took a deep breath and left as if she had lost her soul.

Wang Yue's eyes were filled with worry, worry that Zhu Xi would do something stupid and follow her around, company, home, and even go to the toilet. Strangely enough, Zhu Xi did not go insane as she had imagined, she was just calmly doing something.

The first thing Zhu Xi did when she returned to the company was to expel the CEO of the China Airlines Real Estate Company. The boss had once had a grudge with Yang Ping, and had once been questioned by Yang Ping.

Zhu Xi replied that it could be used.

It was a pity that she had figured it out now. Actually, it wasn't a question of whether she used it or not. It was a question of whether she wanted to use it.

It was already the morning of the second day after she finished what she was doing. Wang Yue's eyes were sleepy, and she wanted to go to sleep. However, when she saw that Zhu Xi had entered her work state, she did not feel sleepy at all. She was still as energetic as before, signing the documents overnight.

One day passed.

The sunlight after the new rain was very bright. When it fell in front of the window, Zhu Xi's face became abnormally red and was suffused with luster. Wang Yue was even more worried, and said: "Do you want to eat something?"

Zhu Xi looked up and smiled: "I'm not hungry. Wang Yue, don't you have a lot of things to do? "I'm fine."

Wang Yue did not dare to leave, and immediately laughed: "I'm not busy."

Zhu Xi sighed, and said faintly: "Wang Yue, I actually know that you're worried about me, but I won't be so easy to deal with. This life was given to me by Yang Ping, I will not casually squander it. I want to live well. "

Her tone was extremely firm.

Wang Yue opened her mouth wanting to say something, but she did not know what to say. In the end, she sighed, adding that the phone rang, there was an important criminal case that occurred in the Bureau, Hee Zhennan urged her to return, and could only take her leave.

Zhu Xi stood in front of the window and looked at the Yang's Small Clinic that was faintly flashing white. After a closer look, Zhu Xi noticed that quite a few people were walking at the door. When she saw that the infirmary was actually having a funeral, her face changed drastically and she became unusually red.

"Assistant Yang." Zhu Xi called Yang Yuxin, and said with a trembling voice, "Help me buy some things."

At the infirmary.

The atmosphere was incomparably heavy.

Yang Ping's spirit tablet and photo were placed on the table. The photo was still a group photo provided by Sunn Wangyue. If he had not strongly requested for it, Su Fei would have given him a photo of him and Yang Ping together.

Yang Ping didn't have many friends, but Dragon City was the least. Moreover, the news of his death was well concealed and had not been spread out.

Su Fei took charge of the entire situation and arranged Yang Ping's simple funeral. Actually, there were no ashes, no tears, and only a few friends gathered together. But they were true feelings. Sunn Wangyue came, accompanied by the Nine-tailed Fox, and silently gave him three joss sticks' worth of incense, and said: "Yang Ping, you are a man. I'm not as good as you. A person like you will always be nourished no matter where you are. Even if you are in the sky, or underground, you are still a good person. "

The Nine-tailed Fox felt pity in her heart. She respected and respected Yang Ping a lot. It was a pity that the heavens were jealous of her talent.

"Boss!"

After a long wail, he came through the door. Liu Gan cried as he threw himself in front of the memorial tablet and said sadly: "Boss, you died at the wrong time, didn't we agree to go to Haudu Hotel to look for Young Miss? "Why didn't you wait for me?"

Sunn Wangyue's face darkened, and scolded: "Lower your voice, don't tell me you want the whole world to know."

Liu Cheng said angrily: "You shameless bastard, my boss is already dead, what else do you want?" It's not my boss' style to hide a funeral. "

Thump!

Sunn Wangyue had an ominous premonition.

Liu Cheng snorted, "I've already gathered a hundred mournful squads. I want to make boss's funeral look even more grand than it already is."

Sunn Wangyue had the urge to kill someone.

Ming Zhu came out of her room and calmly said, "Forget it." Yang Ping doesn't like to make noise. "

Seeing that everyone was not joking, he could only muster up his courage and make a phone call to cancel the hundred squads of people who were crying. He was very dissatisfied with them, he glared at Sunn Wangyue and scolded: "You have no conscience."

Sunn Wangyue sneered, too lazy to bother.

Everyone in the infirmary was sad, except for Su Fei. Su Fei was stripping an apple leisurely, unlike the others who were saddened, she had a light smile on her face. Sunn Wangyue felt bad, but he did not dare offend him, because he could feel that Su Fei was tyrannical and was not on the same level.

Ming Zhu unhappily said, "Su Fei, although you and Yang Ping met by chance, at least you know each other for a while.

Su Fei shrugged and said, "That's my attitude. So be it. It's not a big deal. To me, it's the same no matter who dies. If any of you were to die, I don't think I would be sad. "

Ming Zhu was furious and wanted to go all out.

Sunn Wangyue quickly stopped his, afraid that Ming Zhu would cause trouble. Liu Gan had a complicated expression in his eyes as he looked at Su Fei. There was disappointment, discomfort, and admiration.

"Alright, everyone quiet down. Since Yang Ping is gone, do you want him to see us in a mess? " Sunn Wangyue advised.

Ming Zhu snorted and angrily turned around.

Su Fei did not mind.

Liu Cheng rubbed his nose. There was no place for him to speak, so he could only remain silent.

The funeral lasted half an hour. When Su Fei asked about the corpse, Ming Zhu said that Yang Ping told him before he died that he did not want to keep the body.

Su Fei laughed, and looked at the pearl with a profound look.

Ming Zhu's heart skipped a beat, as if all her thoughts were seen through by her. She quickly lowered her head.

Jiyaaa!

The door opened.

The moment he entered, his gaze was fixated on Yang Ping's spirit tablet. Then, under everyone's gaze, he silently walked in front of the spirit tablet and lit it up with three sticks of incense.

Ming Zhu's expression changed and she said angrily: "Zhu Xi, what are you doing here?"

Zhu Xi sighed, and said helplessly: "Ming Zhu, is there really a need to quarrel at a time like this? The person has already left. "

Ming Zhu's eyes were slightly red as she bit her lips.

Zhu Xi knelt in front of the memorial tablet, and said honestly: "Yang Ping, I know that you may not forgive me for your entire life, but my life was given to you. Thus, she would not squander her money. I promised you that I would marry you if you had to. From now on, I am your wife. "

Boom!

When everyone present heard Zhu Xi's words, they were struck by lightning.2

Su Fei's eyes flashed, she sized Zhu Xi up with interest and nodded to himself. That's right, she was loyal, at least she did not cower at critical times. Liu Cheng felt even more respect for her boss. The heck, a dead person can still get a wife. Truly amazing.

Sunn Wangyue watched coldly, as he had no good impression of Zhu Xi.

The Nine-tailed Fox gently held his hand and comforted him, "It's all in the past now."

Sunn Wangyue sighed and said helplessly: "That's right, it's over. What can I do if I don't?"

Ming Zhu said angrily: "Zhu Xi, what right do you have to be Yang Ping's wife? "Don't casually pretend to be someone else's wife."

Zhu Xi turned her head, coldly looked at Ming Zhu and said tit for tat, "I will definitely do what I promised him."

Ming Zhu said in disdain: "The problem is that Yang Ping does not agree. If not for you, Yang Ping wouldn't have died. You still have the face to come in. If I were you, be a good Chairman and start your own company to earn money, don't come harass Yang Ping again. "

Zhu Xi's beautiful face turned pale as she clenched her fists.

Their eyes met.

The flames burned.

The others felt that it was unrealistic. Two of the prettiest women in Dragon City were actually fighting over a dead Yang Ping. Liu Gan felt his blood boil just thinking about it.

"Aiyo, it's so lively."

A mocking voice was heard, filled with mockery and ridicule.

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