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

Chapter 532 When the funeral is in progress 8
The flame of hope in my heart was extinguished little by little.

They finally knew that Xia Yan and the others would not rescue them.

They even participated in the entire participation plan.

After crying for several days in sackcloth and filial piety, the day of the funeral finally ushered in. Their eyes turned into light bulbs from crying under Lu Jingwen's oppression, and the whole ceremony was made extremely low-key.

Except for a few of their insiders, the rest are friends of each family.

Kong Zhiqian and the others, who had been imprisoned for several days, had time to rest, and they no longer had to shed endless tears in front of those cold-faced bodyguards.

During this time, they had quarreled and cried.

But apart from Lu Jingwen, no one else cared about them.

Seeing them being hit by Shen Ruohuan's death one by one, Kong Zhiqian felt indescribably happy.

The physical pain didn't seem to be as important as their desperate expressions.

The crazy eyes stared at them intently, and the conflicted expression of horror and joy did not appear on her face, but it was a pity that her mouth was sealed except for meal time.

Leng Yao sat quietly in front of the tombstone, her eyes were scarlet, and her knuckle-knuckle fingers gently stroked her smiling face from the tombstone, she pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

Mu Suhang patted Xia Yan's shoulder lightly, "You have occupied his position for long enough, this will let the two of them get along well, let's go out first!"

"Let's go!"

Xia Yan took a deep look at the smiling face on the tombstone, turned around and walked outside the tomb.

When passing Ruomeng's tombstone, his feet paused slightly, but he didn't stop there.

"Let's go too!"

Seeing Leng Yao like this, Lu Wenxuan sighed lightly, and stretched out his hand to grab Lu Jingwen who was about to speak.

"Leave this last time to them and let them talk well."

Lu Jingwen lowered his voice and roared softly: "Damn, why did you go so early? Who will show affection? If I had known this, I shouldn't have let go!"

"Feeling is a matter between two people. If you don't let go, it won't do anything except add trouble to Ruohuan. If she really loves you, she won't choose to let go from the beginning!"

Lu Wenxuan couldn't help feeling a little distressed when he saw his decadent appearance during this time.

"I know!"

Lu Jingwen let him pull him away, his decadent eyes were no longer as bright as before, "Brother, I regret it, I really regret it."

"I know, I understand."

Lu Wenxuan patted him on the shoulder, passed by Ruomeng's tombstone, stopped suddenly, let go of him unconsciously, and stared at the delicate flowers blooming on the tombstone with deep eyes.

"elder brother?"

The sudden stop made Lu Jingwen startled for a moment, and following his gaze, he saw that there was no other mark on the tombstone except for a delicate flower in full bloom.

"You go back first!"

Lu Wenxuan didn't look at him, and sat down in front of the tombstone.

"I'll accompany you."

Lu Jingwen decided to stay with him almost without any hesitation.

"No, I want to be alone with her."

Lu Wenxuan gently wiped off the dust on the tombstone as if stroking his lover's body, his handsome face was full of deep peace.

Lu Jingwen looked at him, did not speak, and suddenly turned and left.

Hearing the footsteps gradually walking away, Lu Wenxuan showed a bitter look on his face, "Mengmeng, I know, you are blaming me again, blaming me for not protecting her well for you, I'm sorry."

There are too many things I want to say in my heart, but the moment I say it, it turns into a long silence.

In front of two tombstones not far from each other, sat two equally deep and lonely men.

"elder brother."

Lu Jingwen suddenly held a bouquet of flowers and placed them in front of the tombstone. Smartly, he didn't ask any more questions, but quietly accompanied Lu Wenxuan to stand in front of the tombstone.

"She is your sister-in-law."

After a long silence, Lu Wenxuan's hoarse voice sounded softly, "I am the one who is sorry for her."

"Brother, I think sister-in-law has forgiven you."

Lu Jingwen was full of questions to ask, but they all turned into comfort.

"She is Ruohuan's older sister." Lu Wenxuan didn't look at him, "I said I would protect Ruohuan for her."

"elder brother!"

His words exploded in Lu Jingwen's mind like a thunderbolt.

"Is she Huanhuan's sister?"

"kindness."

After Lu Wenxuan responded, there was no response.

However, Lu Jingwen's mind seemed to be muddled, and he also pursed his lips and did not speak.

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"How is her condition?"

Wen Ziyue looked at the unconscious girl in front of him, a trace of worry appeared on his brows.

"Not life-threatening for the time being, others need to go back to the hospital for a detailed examination!"

The medical staff on the helicopter suppressed the curiosity in their eyes, and reported to him the situation in front of them with slightly restrained expressions.

Wen Ziyue nodded and didn't speak any more, but his eyes stayed on Ruohuan's face for a long time. If he hadn't seen a picture of his aunt by chance, it would be difficult to recognize her at a glance.

"Zi Yue..."

As soon as he got off the plane, he saw his father rushing over with his excited grandpa supporting him.

"Grandpa!" Wen Ziyue quickly went up to him, holding his hand, "Grandpa, slow down, her life is not in danger for the time being, but she is still in a coma."

"Where are her people?"

Old Man Wen was extremely excited, his hands were trembling constantly, and his sharp eyes suddenly fell on the person who was carrying a stretcher towards the person who was about to leave not far away. He just wanted to make a sound, but Wen Ziyue stopped him.

"Grandpa, it's not easy to say anything about it for now, let's go home first, and we'll talk about it when we get home!"

"Dad, didn't I tell you not to tell grandpa first?"

Wen Ziyue looked at Wen Zhongguo who had been supporting Mr. Wen with some reproach.

"Brat, do you really think your grandpa is old and useless?" Mr. Wen waved his hand and slapped him on the head, "It's hard for me not to know that you have made such a big commotion. .”

Wen Zhongguo glanced at him, and there was not much expression on his cold face, "Actually, these arrangements were all made by your grandfather."

"Didn't I ask you not to tell grandpa? The matter is not clear yet, what if she is not my aunt's child?"

Wen Ziyue looked at the two old men in front of him with a headache.

"If she wasn't your aunt's child, would you take such a big risk to save her?"

Old Man Wen gave him a fierce look, and the old man's face couldn't help showing pain, "Don't tell your grandma beforehand, I'm afraid Yunling really won't come back."

"Dad," Wen Zhongguo said with the same pain and worry on his face, "I have already sent people to S city to investigate these things. I am afraid that the matter of my sister is not that simple. Moreover, this explosion is based on the evidence we have so far. Look, they are all aimed at that child Ruohuan!"

(End of this chapter)