Rebirth of the rich and famous

Chapter 315
Song Xiaoye hung up the phone and turned around.

Seeing her expression clearly, Qiao Xuan stepped forward immediately.Although seeing Qiao Xuan, Song Xiaoye did not speak, but turned to Lin Junye who was not far away.

"Brother Ye, please, I want to change my ticket. Instead of going back to New York, go to Hong Kong. Please help me find the fastest flight."

Lin Junye was startled, but didn't ask any further questions. He turned around and made a phone call.

"I, a grandma passed away..." Song Xiaoye's voice was a little rough. Although she knew that such a day would come, she was still shocked when she heard it suddenly.

"It's the one who used to run the Yue opera fund..." After a pause, Song Xiaoye closed her eyes, picked up the phone, but didn't dial it for a long time.

Lin Junye on the other end had already finished making the phone call, and turned around, "The fastest one will take six hours, and there are still seats on the plane to Shenzhen in half an hour. If you want, book a ticket now and enter the gate immediately—look. ..."

"Let's go to Shenzhen, anyway, I'm bringing my home return certificate." After greeting Lin Junye, Song Xiaoye glanced at Qiao Xuan, "Will you hold my hand?"

Qiao Xuan nodded, took Song Xiaoye's hand, and held it tightly, as if he wanted to transfer his strength to her.

Finally got through the phone, Chang Fengjuan was on the other end of the phone, but Song Xiaoye only smiled and said, "Master, is Master here? I miss him so much, and want to eat braised pork ribs again!"

"Smelly girl! Didn't you eat when you came to promote that movie a few days ago? You're not afraid that you'll lose your shape and won't be able to go on stage—I just think about your master, don't you?"

Song Xiaoye couldn't help but smile when she heard Chang Fengjuan swearing.After laughing, he wiped the corners of his eyes with his backhand, and when he heard the master answered the phone, he smiled and asked the master how he was doing recently.

Zhang Zhongxue is a smart man, once he heard Song Xiaoye's question, he knew what was going on, so he sent Chang Fengjuan away with a smile to go to the kitchen to look at the pot, and lowered his voice to ask Song Xiaoye what happened.

Song Xiaoye said the matter in a low voice, and then said: "I can't keep this matter from Master, even though the two of them will quarrel when they meet, Master will be very sad if he finds out. Master, what do you think about this matter?" Tell the master! If she wants to go to mourn, she can go there with Senior Sister Mao, and I will call Senior Sister Mao right now—the foundation may have influence..."

Zhang Zhongxue put down the phone, Song Xiaoye took a deep breath, and called Mao Yuxin again.

Mao Yuxin was in a good mood, and smiled as soon as he answered the phone: "Why do we big stars have time to call me? Tell me, what good things do you want to tell my senior sister..."

Song Xiaoye smiled wryly, knowing that Mao Yuxin was teasing her, but she couldn't laugh at this moment, "Senior sister, I have something to tell you, that—Ms. Song—she went, just yesterday afternoon, In Hong Kong Holy Love Hospital."

Mao Yuxin on the other end of the phone was also stunned, and it took him a while to recover, "I'll book the ticket right away, um, have you talked to Master Chang? Well, I'll ask her if she wants to go there together—— For the foundation, I will ask the directors to be representatives, and I will personally express my condolences on behalf of the Cultural Affairs Bureau—Ms. Song has made such a great contribution to Yue Opera, we should also express our hearts..."

Mao Yuxin only said half of what he said, and Song Xiaoye didn't say the second half.

At this time, it is really not the time to consider the follow-up situation, but now that Song Shuhua is dead, it is hard to say whether the person who inherits her property will support the Yue Opera Foundation.

After hanging up the phone, Song Xiaoye finally relaxed.

Seeing Qiao Xuan who was holding her hand, she pursed her lips, but didn't smile.

Qiao Xuan stepped forward to hug her naturally, "Don't be too sad, that grandma definitely doesn't want you to be like this..."

"I, I actually knew that she couldn't make it through—but, when she told me to leave, I still left..." Song Xiaoye choked up, covered her face, feeling very depressed.

Although she was reborn and changed a lot, she is not a god after all, and she cannot save Grandma Jiugu.

Taking a deep breath, she only allowed herself to be weak for a moment, then got up from Qiao Xuan's arms, said hello, and turned to the counter with a smile to get the ticket.

Qiao Xuan subconsciously followed a few steps, then turned to look at Xie Kuan, "Third brother, I'm a little worried."

"Don't worry? You don't want to follow?" Xie Kuan frowned, "That's her family business. Besides, don't you read Hong Kong magazines? The Song family is not easy to deal with..."

"I don't feel relieved just because I don't respond." Qiao Xuan frowned, "Xiaoye is here to express her condolences, not to quarrel with others. What if the people from the Song family - didn't mention it last time, they all went to the police station?"

Xie Kuan pulled Qiao Xuan, afraid that he would follow into the gate, "Think about it, think about it..."

When Qiao Xuan shook off Xie Kuan, Song Xiaoye had already entered the gate by herself.

"Third brother," staring at Xie Kuan, Qiao Xuan complained and called immediately.

Song Xiaoye quickly answered the phone, "I'm fine, Qiao Xuan, I'll call you later..." Thinking that time was tight, she boarded the plane directly, Song Xiaoye hung up the phone without saying a few words, leaving Qiao Xuan in vain. Feel uneasy.

It was Jin Yiqi who called Song Xiaoye.

It's really absurd to say that, Jiu Gu's grandma died, but it was not any of the Song family who notified her, but an outsider.

But when she thought about it, it made sense. After all, she had severed ties with the Song family. Maybe there was no one in the Song family to welcome her to the funeral.

However, even if others do not welcome her, she still has to attend the funeral.But other things, just look at how kind Jiu Gu's grandmother was to her, she must also attend.

After getting off the plane in Shenzhen, she went directly to Luohu to pass the customs. By the time she settled down in the hotel, it was almost dusk.Without taking a break, Song Xiaoye directly bought a black suit at a boutique near the hotel.

Originally, she wanted to go to the auditorium, but when she returned to the hotel, Jin Yiqi came to her.

"I have acquaintances who have informed the major hotels. If you come to stay in the hotel, you must notify me immediately."

Jin Yiqi shrugged, "Before Ms. Song died of illness, I told her that I was worried that you would not come over, but Ms. Song said that as long as you received a call, you would definitely come over as soon as possible—it seems that I am not as good as Ms. Song Knowing you. Also thought you might be mad at something before."

After a moment of silence, Song Xiaoye said: "I'm not angry, I'm just a little sad—but let's not talk about that! Grandma Jiugu has gone, I should see her off for the last time no matter what."

"Now, I would advise you not to go!" Jin Yiqi seemed to be here to stop Song Xiaoye, "At this moment, if you go to the auditorium, you will only quarrel. Tomorrow is Ms. Song's funeral. If you quarrel now, Song Lady's spirit will not rest in peace."

"I didn't think about arguing!" Song Xiaoye frowned, "You're right, if I show up now, they will only think that I want to get something. But, I just want to see Grandma Jiu Gu for the last time, and I didn't think about it at all. Other — as soon as the funeral is over, I'm leaving."

Jin Yiqi stared at Song Xiaoye, as if he was judging whether she was telling the truth or a lie, "Anyway, after the funeral, you should go after listening to Ms. Song's will! It is the wish of the deceased, and you should respect it." .”

Shaking her head, Song Xiaoye smiled, but said nothing more.

She had already rejected Song Shuhua before, and at that time Song Shuhua let her go in front of Ma Xinru. Thinking about it, in the end, she still chose Ma Xinru, right? !

But, no matter what, she respected Grandma Jiugu's wishes.

After resting in the hotel, Mao Yuxin contacted her around eleven o'clock at night.

Chang Fengjuan did not come to Hong Kong, but only asked Mao Yuxin to bring a small box without a word.

Song Xiaoye couldn't open the box in front of Mao Yuxin, and waited for Mao Yuxin and the two directors of the foundation to return to the room before opening the small wooden box.

Open the box, inside is a small porcelain bottle.

Song Xiaoye felt strange, and when she poured it down casually, it turned out to be gray ashes.

these ashes? !

Song Xiaoye stayed for a while before realizing it.

Could it be that these are the ashes of the master? !

Inexplicably, her nose became sore.I wanted to call to ask the master, but I still didn't make the call.

She didn't sleep well all night, and she got up before dawn.

Then I made a special call to the place where I ordered the wreaths yesterday and told them again, so that I could feel at ease.

Song Shuhua's funeral was held at the Hong Kong Funeral Parlor in North Point.In this funeral home, the funerals of many Hong Kong celebrities have been held here.

Looking up at this somewhat old building, Song Xiaoye thought in a daze, maybe when she died in her previous life, the funeral was also held here, I just don't know who came to see her off at that time...

I couldn't help but raised my hand to take off my sunglasses, wiped the corners of my eyes, and turned my eyes away, only to see a young man in a black suit striding across the road.

Qiao Xuan? !
She was startled for a moment, then smiled, and when Qiao Xuan walked in front of her, she naturally reached out to hold his hand, shook it slightly, "Thank you for coming."

Qiao Xuan smiled, and squeezed Song Xiaoye's hand backhand, "I said before, I will stand by your side when you need me in the future."

Song Xiaoye smiled, nodded, whispered a few words to Mao Yuxin beside her, and walked into the funeral home first.

Green paper stones, with a dull feeling, can be seen everywhere. They are all white flowers and paper wreaths. There are two men in white clothes holding life-size paper men and paper horses crossing them horizontally. Pass.

Song Xiaoye couldn't help but pause, and curled up her hands unconsciously.

Although there was sunshine behind her, she still felt that it was very cold here, which made her feel afraid.

There was a little warmth coming from the fingertips, it was Qiao Xuan who pulled her finger up, although it was just a light hook, Song Xiaoye instantly felt relieved.

A few people walked through the lobby, and when they reached the Keen Hall on the first floor, someone just came to deliver wreaths, but several huge wreaths were piled up at the door, and Song Yazhi, who was standing in front of the door, was blocking the young man delivering wreaths .

"Who asked you to send this wreath? This person has nothing to do with our Song family, you should help out immediately—"

Walking a few steps closer, Song Xiaoye had already caught a glimpse of the plain ribbon floating on the wreath, and the inscription was Ye Xiao's name.The others were signed by the Yue Opera Foundation, Zhejiang Cultural Bureau, Chang Fengjuan and Mao Yuxin.

Come to think of it, it was Song Yazhi who saw her name and immediately stopped the person who delivered the wreath, which led to the dispute.

Her sister really has no brains.The Song family is always proud of the Song family, but she doesn't know that her current behavior is out of everyone's style, and she is embarrassing the Song family.

(End of this chapter)