2522: C2522 Casanova

C2522 Casanova

"He'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 should go and have a toast with him."

Zhu Xi stared blankly at the new grave. She had angina pectoris in her body.

Wang Yue hurriedly supported Zhu Xi, who was on the verge of collapse, and stared at the name on the grave, her heart trembling. She thought that she was used to life and death, so she didn't believe that Yang Ping would die so easily. She didn't expect that she would feel an unspeakable pain when she saw the grave. He didn't know why, but he did feel sad.

"I hope you don't know each other." Ming Zhu sighed and stood up to leave, not even sparing a glance at Zhu Xi.

Zhu Xi's expression was pained, and she stood there for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, the sky started to drizzle, wetting his clothes. Wang Yue couldn't bear it and advised, "Those who die can't be revived. Let's go back."

Zhu Xi was silent.

Wang Yue said worriedly, "If Yang Ping was still alive, he wouldn't want to see you like this."

Zhu Xi let out a long sigh of relief before leaving in a daze.

Wang Yue's eyes were filled with worry. Worried that Zhu Xi would do something stupid, following her around, going to the company, home, or even going to the toilet. Strangely, Zhu Xi wasn't crazy as she had imagined. She was just calmly doing something.

The first thing Zhu Xi did when she returned to the company was to fire the CEO of China Airlines Real Estate Company. He had a grudge with Yang Ping before, and Yang Ping had once questioned him, "Can a person with such questionable character use it?"

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 he finished what he was doing. Wang Yue's eyes were sleepy and she wanted to go to sleep, but when she saw Zhu Xi in her working state, she didn't feel sleepy at all. She still signed the documents vigorously throughout the night.

One day passed.

After the new rain, the sunlight was very bright. As it fell on the window, Zhu Xi's face was abnormally red and suffused with luster. Wang Yue became even more worried. "Do you want to eat something?"

Zhu Xi looked up and smiled, "I'm not hungry. Wang Yue, aren't you busy with other things? Go back. "I'm fine."

How could Wang Yue dare to leave? She hurriedly said with a smile, "I'm not busy."

Zhu Xi sighed and said faintly, "Wang Yue, I know you're worried about me, but I won't let things happen so easily. Yang Ping gave me this life, I won't squander it. I want to live well. "

Her tone was extremely firm.

Wang Yue opened her mouth wanting to say something, but she didn't know what to say. In the end, she sighed and added with the phone ringing, there was an important criminal case in the bureau. Hee Zhennan urged her to go back, so she could only take her leave.

Zhu Xi stood at the window, looking at the Yang Family Small Clinic flashing faintly. Zhu Xi took a closer look and 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 dialed Yang Yuxin's number and said in a trembling voice, "Help me buy some stuff."

At the infirmary.

The atmosphere was incomparably heavy.

Yang Ping's memorial tablet and photo were placed on the table. The photo was a group photo provided by Sunn Wangyue. If it weren't for his strong request, Su Fei would have almost taken a photo of him and Yang Ping to support him.

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

Su Fei had always been in charge of the overall situation and arranged Yang Ping's simple funeral. In reality, there were no ashes or grieving, only a few friends gathered together. But they were true feelings. Sunn Wangyue came. He brought along the Nine Tailed Fox and gave it three joss sticks' worth of incense before saying, "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. "

Nine-tailed Fox felt regret in her heart. Towards Yang Ping, she respected him a lot. It was a pity that the heavens were jealous of his 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 as he scolded, "Keep it down, do 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 be noisy."

Seeing that the crowd was not joking, Liu Gan could only muster up his courage and make a phone call to cancel the hundred squads crying in grief. He was very dissatisfied with this. He glared at Sunn Wangyue and scolded, "You have no conscience."

Sunn Wangyue sneered and was too lazy to bother.

Everyone in the infirmary was sad, except for Su Fei. Su Fei was picking apples with a relaxed expression, unlike the others who were feeling sorrowful. She had a faint smile on her face. Sunn Wangyue was upset, but he did not dare to offend her because he could feel that Su Fei's tyranny was not on the same level.

Ming Zhu said unhappily, "Su Fei, even though you and Yang Ping met by chance, at least you know each other. What kind of attitude is this?"

Su Fei shrugged. "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 hurriedly stopped her, afraid that Ming Zhu would cause trouble. Liu Sheng had a complicated expression in his eyes as he looked at Su Fei. There was disappointment, discomfort, and admiration.

"Alright, everyone quiet down. Yang Ping has already left. Don't tell me that he wants to see us in chaos? " Sunn Wangyue advised.

Ming Zhu snorted and angrily turned around.

Su Fei didn't 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. Ming Zhu said that Yang Ping told him before he died that he didn't want to keep the body, so after forty-nine days, he would sprinkle his ashes on Luo River.

Su Fei smiled, giving Ming Zhu a meaningful 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.

A beautiful figure walked in with a sorrowful look on her face. The moment she entered the door, her gaze was fixated on Yang Ping's memorial tablet. Under everyone's gaze, she silently walked in front of the memorial tablet and lit three incense sticks.

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

Zhu Xi sighed and said helplessly, "Ming Zhu, is there a need to argue with me? The person has already left. "

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

Zhu Xi kneeled in front of the memorial tablet and said honestly, "Yang Ping, I know you might not forgive me for the rest of your life, but my life was given to me by you. Thus, he would not squander his money. I promised you that I would marry you if you had to. From now on, I am your wife. "

Boom!

Upon hearing Zhu Xi's words, everyone present was struck by lightning.1

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

Sunn Wangyue just looked at her coldly. He didn't have a 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 we do if we don't go over?"

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 and looked coldly at Ming Zhu, saying tit for tat, "I will definitely do what I promised him."

Ming Zhu disdainfully said: "The problem is that Yang Ping doesn't agree. If it wasn't 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 a company to earn money, don't come harass Yang Ping anymore. "

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

The four eyes met …

The flames burned.

Others felt that it was unrealistic. The two most beautiful women in the Dragon City were actually jealous of Yang Ping, who was already dead. F * ck, this was the highest realm of Casanova. 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.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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