Sweet wife is hard to spoil: Husband, I want to return it

Chapter 528 When the funeral is in progress 4

Chapter 528 When the funeral is in progress 4
Lu Wenxuan glanced at him, "You go out first."

Lu Jingwen looked at Xia Yan and Leng Yao with eyes as cold as a cold pool, "Remember, she was killed by you!"

After finishing speaking, he snorted coldly, then turned and left the kitchen.

The kitchen door was closed again.

Lu Wenxuan turned his head to look at the two people whose noses and faces were bruised and swollen, "Are you alright?"

"Can't die."

Leng Yao took the tissues he handed over, took two out of them, and threw the others to Xia Yan, "Is everyone outside here?"

"Don't you want to explain something?" Lu Wenxuan looked grim.

"I don't think you are qualified to come to me alone for an explanation."

Leng Yao lowered his head and wiped the blood on his face. His deep voice was as cold as before, and some hostility could be vaguely heard, but it was not at all gentle and calm when facing Xia Yan and the others.

"How is the cemetery I asked you to find?"

Xia Yan glanced at Leng Yao, doubts flashed across his eyes, but he broke the deadlock with his voice.

"I brought all the information, she really..."

"It's obvious, isn't it?" Xia Yan smiled wryly, "I know you have a lot of doubts, we will give a unified explanation when everyone is here, and then, let's discuss together what to do about the funeral. "

"In that case, let's go out!"

Lu Wenxuan pursed his lips and didn't ask any more questions.

It can be seen that everyone's mood is very low and heavy, and they don't want to mention those sad things too much.

When they came out of the kitchen, Lu Jingwen, He Shiwen, and Bai Zehan were already waiting in the living room. Due to He Shiwen's current mental state, Mu Suhang kept guarding her every step of the way, for fear that she would What could happen.

It's just that the next words are not very suitable for her presence.

"Su Hang, take Shiwen upstairs to rest first."

"No, I'm staying here."

He Shiwen resolutely rejected his proposal.

"Given your current mental state, it is not suitable to stay here, and today is her first seven days. I will never allow any accidents on the way home. If you don't obey the arrangement, I will arrange for someone to send you off now." go back."

Leng Yao's face was indifferent, and his cold voice carried an undeniable strength.

"I'm not going anywhere, I just want to stay here, and you have no right to ask me to do this!"

"You will know if you try it, do I have the right to do this!"

"Daughter-in-law, don't make trouble. Boss is doing this for your own good. When you recover, I'll tell you everything you want to know!"

Mu Suhang was afraid that she would carry Leng Yao and the others, so he picked her up from the sofa regardless of her refusal.

"Daughter-in-law, today is Ruohuan's first seven days, so stop making trouble and go back upstairs to rest obediently. When you feel better, I'll take you to buy vegetables. Let's cook a good meal for Ruohuan so that she can sleep well." Don't worry about leaving!"

He desperately covered He Shiwen's mouth to prevent her from making a sound. At the same time, he hugged her under his feet and quickly disappeared into the corridor.

The atmosphere downstairs became solemn as they left.

The person was notified by Xia Yan.

The next thing is naturally his responsibility.

"I invite you here today because I want you to accompany her through this final journey. After all, to her, you are all very important people in her life and one of her few trustworthy friends. Of course, I also hope that you can be worthy of her trust."

Leng Yao sat quietly at one end of the sofa, lowered his head slightly, followed his words and began to recall the longest 24 hours of his life.

During those 24 hours, he experienced the hardest days of his life.

Every minute and every second is so tormented.

His concessions, his forbearance, and all his actions were completely turned into a joke in those 24 hours.

Xiaoyan's hoarse and deep voice was still describing the hellish seven days they had experienced in the past.

Talk about the cause and effect of things.

He couldn't help reaching out to hold his eyes, leaning back on the sofa, subconsciously looking up at the sky, and seeing the exquisitely decorated ceiling, he suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to have had time to tell her about their home He moved to another hidden location.

There is her favorite sea, a vast garden, and her favorite flowers and plants in the garden. All the decorations in the villa have been moved from here, and even the placement has not changed.

Not only that, he also prepared a small amusement park for their future children, so that they can have fun at home without going out.

That was the hill he bought specially for her.

It is a paradise that belongs entirely to them.

He thought that he had plenty of time to tell her slowly, but he didn't expect it to be a regret now?

He also wanted to tell her that he never lost their home, but he hid it in a more secret place.

Many of the projects inside are still in the construction stage, but the villa has already been completed during her convalescence, and now it only lacks the surrounding entertainment facilities and safety, but he lost their mistress.

Leng Yao tightly covered his eyes with his hands, suddenly feeling a little moist in his palms.

It turned out that he didn't know when tears wet his eyelashes and fell on his palm.

Did he cry?

No, he did not.

It's just sweat drops from tired eyes.

Gradually, Xiao Yan's voice gradually faded away from his ears, becoming ethereal.

Xia Yan, who was talking, suddenly noticed that Leng Yao had maintained a fixed posture for a long time, and he didn't even move in the middle.

He suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Boss?"

He pushed Leng Yao lightly, but found that he didn't respond at all. His body was pushed by him, and he fell straight down on the sofa beside him.

Seeing this situation, other people hurriedly gathered around.

"Zehan, boss, is he alright?"

Looking at Bai Zehan who was checking Leng Yao's body, Xia Yan couldn't help but asked with some concern.

"It's okay, he just passed out, maybe it's because his nerves are too tense these days, or he's too tired to rest." Bai Zehan looked at Xia Yan with a serious face, "How long have you been with him?" Rest? The dark circles of both of you are so black that you can squeeze out ink, especially him."

Xia Yan was startled, and looked at Leng Yao who was in a coma with complicated eyes.

Only then did he suddenly realize that in just seven days, the boss had lost a lot of weight, and his face had an abnormal yellow color, and the dark circles under his eyes were thick enough to match his face. Comparable to the beard stubble.

He has always loved to be clean, his whole body is gray-faced, and his hair that hasn't been washed for a long time is even black and oily.

It's impossible to connect this kind of him with the former majestic him.

(End of this chapter)

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