Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

Chapter 129 Funeral Guests
When Weishi Technology contacted Song Yuening, she was offering incense to the old lady in the mourning hall.

The cell phone ringtone rang in this heavy place. It was obviously soothing music, but Song Yuening sounded particularly harsh.

She frowned and inserted the burning sandalwood in her hand into the incense burner.

The scarlet light spots flickered on and off, and the rising smoke gave off a faint fragrance.

Song Yuening quickly walked out of the mourning hall with her cell phone in hand.

"Teacher Song, I'm sorry, am I bothering you? The company knows that you have something going on at home these days, and we didn't want to bother you at first. But since you stopped updating, some things have happened on the platform, and we think you should understand it."

The staff told Song Yuening what happened recently in a concise and concise manner.

When Song Yuening had not yet joined the platform, there were very few early childhood education videos on the entire platform.
But since she became the number one creator and gained more popularity, many "teachers" suddenly appeared on the platform.

They claim to be professional early education teachers, provide targeted guidance and training methods for children, and have released many educational videos.

They looked at the content of those people's accounts and found that their shooting content, angles and teaching methods were highly overlapped with Song Yuening's videos.

There is no doubt that this is imitation, or to put it bluntly, plagiarism.

After all, Song Yuening was also the original creator, and the staff thought she would be dissatisfied and unhappy after hearing the news.

But what surprised him was that Song Yuening did not show any strong emotions.

"It doesn't matter. Since they want to imitate, let them do it."

Song Yuening leaned against the wall, with the light and comfortable scent of sandalwood on her nose, which relaxed her tense nerves a little.

"Imitation will not go far. They chose this path just to take advantage of my traffic. They will overturn one day. Don't worry too much."

After she finished speaking, she saw the figure walking towards the mourning hall not far away, and after a few brief explanations, she hung up the phone.

"Mr. Xie."

Song Yuening looked at the man walking in front of her, reluctantly smiled and greeted him.

He wore a black suit, a simple white shirt, and a crisp tie, looking particularly serious and solemn.

Song Yuening could see his respect for the old lady and felt grateful, but she really didn't have much energy to talk to him.

She was as busy as a spinning top these days, and even when she had time to rest, her brain couldn't stop. The sudden death of her grandma and the inexplicable appearance of the longevity flower made it impossible for her to calm down.

Xie Mingyuan looked at her haggard face, and suddenly reached out to push the hair on her cheek behind her ear.

His black eyes deepened, and his gaze fell on her body without shifting even a little bit. His voice was low and magnetic, but the ending was somewhat soft.

"Don't force yourself."

Song Yuening knew that he was caring about her, and felt a little sore in her heart.

She nodded slightly: "I understand, thank you."

Xie Mingyuan raised his head and looked in the direction of the mourning hall, and suddenly said.

"Take me to offer incense to grandma."

Song Yuening responded and was about to take him in when a female voice suddenly came from behind.

"Miss Song, we are working together after all. Why didn't you tell me that such a big thing happened to your family?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Song Yuening's eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously, and even Xie Mingyuan's expression became a little colder.

Tang Wanran?What is she here to do?
The same question appeared in their minds at the same time.Song Yuening turned around and looked at Tang Wanran, who was walking toward her on high heels. His eyes were fixed on her rather elegant clothes, and she swallowed the words that came to her lips.

She originally thought that Tang Wanran was here to make trouble. Today was her grandma's funeral. She didn't want to have too much entanglement with Tang Wanran, but looking at her dress today, it didn't look like she was here to quarrel?

Song Yuening felt doubts in her heart.

What on earth is Tang Wanran going to do?
When Tang Wanran saw Song Yuening and Xie Mingyuan walking side by side, a dark look appeared in his eyes, but after walking to the two of them, he smiled calmly.

"Dead people cannot be resurrected, Miss Song. You'd better accept your sorrow and accept the change."

It was rare that she did not speak harshly to Song Yuening. Song Yuening also nodded politely and replied "Thank you."

After Tang Wanran finished speaking, he went directly to Xie Mingyuan. During this period, he had not found a chance to get close to Xie Mingyuan. Now that he saw him here, of course he had to say a few more words.

"Ming Yuan, if I had known that you would come to attend the funeral of Ms. Song's elder, I would have asked you to take me for a ride. We can come together."

"How are you doing during this time? I..."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Xie Mingyuan without hesitation. His deep and sharp eyes fell on Tang Wanran, and they were extremely cold and biting.

"This is not an occasion for small talk."

After saying that, he walked towards the mourning hall.

Tang Wanran watched him and Song Yuening leave together, her resentment and dissatisfaction rising in her heart, but she still gritted her teeth and followed.

When the group returned to the mourning hall, there was already a tall figure in front of the old lady's portrait.

The same black suit looked dignified and indifferent when worn on Xie Mingyuan, but elegant and easy-going when worn on Lin Shubei.

Song Yuening was a little surprised for a moment when she saw him holding the incense above his head with both hands, bowing respectfully to the portrait and then inserting the incense into the incense burner.

"Teacher Lin, you...?"

Why did Lin Shubei come here?She clearly remembered that she had not invited the other party, right?
Lin Shubei turned around and looked at Song Yuening with a different emotion in his eyes.

"Teacher Song, I hope you don't mind me coming here uninvited. During this time, when I go out and go home, I always run into the old lady and chat with her for a few words. She looks like my grandma, which makes me feel very close."

"I didn't expect her to pass away so suddenly, so I thought of offering incense. I hope it doesn't disturb you."

He said it so politely, of course Song Yuening would not blame him, but just nodded and said with some melancholy.

"It's okay, Teacher Lin. You still remember that my grandma is willing to come and offer incense to him. I should thank you. If grandma knows that besides me, there are others who remember her, she will definitely be very happy."

Song Yuening said, with a hint of sadness appearing in her eyebrows.

Lin Shubei saw this and suddenly spoke to comfort him.

"Teacher Song, don't be too sad. Grandma loves you so much. She should hope that you can live a good life."

"Besides, as long as you still remember her, she is not gone. She will always live in your heart."

When these words came out, Song Yuening immediately froze on the spot.

She suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at Lin Shubei in front of her, as if trying to find some trace on his somewhat familiar face.

She had heard what Lin Shubei said just now.

When she was sad because her grandma was sick and worried that she would leave her, Lu Sheng comforted her like this!
(End of this chapter)