Don't abuse the president, your wife is the real daughter

Chapter 409 A Bitter Smile

Really moved by Zhan Jincheng's behavior, Song Chaoyu stared at Zhan Jincheng with tears in his eyes, and Zhan Jincheng's thoughts were all on Song Chaoyu's feet, completely wrapping up Song Chaoyu's wound, Zhan Jincheng Only then did he stand up satisfied.

"Let's go out and pick out a new set of furniture together in a while." Zhan Jincheng sat down beside Song Chaoyu, leaned against her, and said seriously.Song Chaoyu nodded, leaning his head on Zhan Jincheng's shoulder.

In fact, this little injury was nothing to Song Chaoyu, but Zhan Jincheng cared so much, which warmed her heart, and she couldn't help but put a kiss on Zhan Jincheng's face.

Soon the two came to the furniture city, Song Chaoyu held Zhan Jincheng's arm, and the two wandered around.

However, there was no one in the furniture city except for two people, and there were two staff members following them not far behind. Song Chaoyu asked suspiciously, "Why is the furniture city so deserted?" She turned to look behind her. The staff looked puzzled.

"The venue is cleared today." Zhan Jincheng didn't explain much, slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and looked dotingly at Song Chaoyu next to him.

Song Chaoyu nodded, carefully selected the furniture, and finally turned to a soft leather sofa, Zhan Jincheng stopped in his tracks.

"That's all." He pointed to the sofa in front of him. The spacious sofa was as big as a bed, and he turned his gaze to Song Zhaoyu to seek her advice.Song Chaoyu also nodded in satisfaction, and held Zhan Jincheng's hand tightly.

After being selected, the two left the furniture city and were about to go to dinner. Zhan Jincheng drove the car, enjoying the happy time that belonged to the two of them.

Arriving in front of a Chinese restaurant, Zhan Jincheng walked down, threw the key to the waiter at the door, took Song Chaoyu's hand and walked inside, Song Zhaoyu observed the surrounding environment, feeling very satisfied.

"Boss Zhan, Mrs. Zhan." The store manager knew that Zhan Jincheng was coming, and was already waiting for Zhan Jincheng at the door ahead of time.

Zhan Jincheng greeted him enthusiastically, smiled and said, "Just serve the dishes as usual."

The store manager turned around and left, taking away all the waiters around him, leaving only Zhan Jincheng and Song Chaoyu behind.

The decoration style of the store is retro, imitating the feeling of Jiangnan water town. There is a small boat in the middle of the restaurant, which looks unique. During these two days with Zhan Jincheng, Song Chaoyu found that his mood was much more relaxed.

"Does your foot hurt?" After sitting down, Zhan Jincheng asked Song Zhaoyu worriedly, and Song Chaoyu smiled sweetly: "It's okay."

The two were sitting together eating, and when they were about to finish eating, Song Chaoyu received a text message from Tang Yu.

Tang Chende's urn was in the funeral home, and she was buried today, so she needed to go there too.

"Jincheng, I'm going out for a while." Song Chaoyu stood up from his seat, looking at Zhan Jincheng in front of him with a solemn expression.

Zhan Jincheng also seemed to sense that something was wrong with her face, and hurriedly asked: "Where are you going, I'll go with you."

Originally Song Chaoyu wanted to refuse, but Zhan Jincheng had already stood up and took her hand. She understood that this time Zhan Jincheng insisted on going, and she didn't stop her, and came to the funeral parlor together with Zhan Jincheng.

In a hall of the funeral parlor, Tang Yu was standing on one side with an urn on the table.

Tang Chende has no prestige now, and there is no official funeral, and the people who got the news are only in twos and threes. Tang Yu replied one by one, his face was pale and without any complexion. Song Zhaoyu hurried to him and saw Song Zhaoyu's face , Tang Yu was in a heavy heart and did not speak.

The figure of Zhan Jincheng also appeared in front of him. Tang Yu wanted to say something, but he still couldn't speak.

Tang Yu stood decadently in front of the urn, his eye sockets were sunken, and his red eyes had already written the sadness in his heart on his face.

Song Chaoyu stepped forward and took Tang Yu's arm. This was the only way to comfort him.

After staying with Tang Yu for a while, Zhan Jincheng stepped forward, and his prejudice against Tang Yu disappeared, and asked, "Do you want to report the funeral? If the two of you agree, I will release the news and do it." A grand funeral."

Tang Yu still shook his head. After all, Tang Chende had done a lot of disgraceful things before. A grand funeral is not worth it. Moreover, now that the person has passed away, the funeral is only for the living. It is useless, and he doesn't want to bother.

"Brother, let dad die in peace today, you have to cheer up, we still have to live a good life." Seeing Tang Yu's listless look, Song Chaoyu was heartbroken, and he didn't know how to comfort Tang Yu. All I had to do was stay by his side.

Tang Yu nodded his head vigorously, but he didn't lift it up. The tears in his eyes finally couldn't hold back. He hugged Song Chaoyu in front of him, and got a little comfort from her. Yes, he couldn't keep falling into grief and anger among.

After a while, the staff of the funeral home came to deliver Tang Chende's urn to the Tang family's cemetery.

The three of them also arrived at the Tang family's cemetery in a car. Tang Yu's eyes remained dull.

Tang Chende was about to be buried at last, the tomb was opened, and the urn was placed inside.

But Song Chaoyu's attention was on the tombstone, and Zhao Hongying's photo appeared clearly in front of her eyes again. She was stunned by Zhao Hongying's smile for a moment, and squatted down.

Zhan Jincheng also felt Song Chaoyu's emotions, and gently patted her on the shoulder to comfort her.

Possibly infected by Tang Yu, Song Chaoyu couldn't help crying when she saw Zhao Hongying's photo. She sobbed softly and groped for Zhao Hongying's photo with one hand.

"Mom, I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you okay?" She whispered alone, and Zhao Hongying's smile was the best response.

Song Chaoyu also tried his best to squeeze out a bitter smile.

Tang Chende's urn was placed next to Zhao Hongying, and the two of them stood close together. Seeing this scene, Song Chaoyu sneered.

When Zhao Hongying was alive, Tang Chende betrayed her like that, and finally wanted to stay with Tang Chende.

Tang Chende's urn was completely covered up, and Tang Yu's heart completely collapsed.

He turned his head away and tried hard not to look at it. He had experienced this feeling for the second time, and for him, the tingling heart became hard again.

"Let's go." Everything was calm, and there were only three of them standing together in front of the tombstone.

Song Chaoyu froze on the spot without answering, she was still looking at Zhao Hongying's photo, wondering what she was thinking at the moment.

Zhan Jincheng patted Song Chaoyu, but Song Chaoyu didn't respond either.Tang Yu followed Song Chaoyu's gaze and found that she was looking at Zhao Hongying's photo.

He knew that Song Chaoyu was recalling the past, and began to recall Zhao Hongying, and the two of them did not disturb her, and were quietly by her side.

(End of this chapter)