my beloved little swan

Chapter 208 Phoenix's Funeral
"President, don't worry, Feng Qianhuang must be dead! Our people went to the morgue to steal the body, pretended to be Feng Qianhuang and threw it into the burning building. Everyone thought that Feng Qianhuang died because of the fire! Everything All without anyone noticing!"

"Yes!" Ouyang Lanbao hung up the phone.

Feng Qianhuang died, so he didn't have to worry about You Qiaoqiao falling into Feng Qianhuang's hands for the time being.

After all, Ouyang Lanbao knows the height of the XX Bridge and the depth of the XX Sea.

Just like what his subordinates said, Feng Qianhuang was bound to die, probably after going deep into the sea, he was eaten by the big fish in the sea.

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The Feng family mansion exploded all of a sudden.

Bochen, who was still recuperating in the hospital, had a broken finger, but his body was fine, and he accompanied his wife Feng Jingshu back to her natal home overnight.

There is nothing on the surface of Bochen, but in his heart, there is a pleasure of revenge.

He also knew that his chance to stand up had come.

Since I've been a bear for so long, it's not too late for the last few days.

right!A fire broke out in the branch building of the Feng Group, and 37 employees were injured. Except for Feng Qianhuang, no one was missing. Therefore, the only charred corpse in the corridor was identified as Feng Qianhuang.

The former mansion is clothed with a sad mourning hall.

In the center of the mourning hall, there is a handsome photo of Feng Qianhuang.

He was still so young, he was so talented, courageous, and courageous, but he just left.

Feng Qianhuang's father, Feng Zhaowen, was sent by a white-haired man to a black-haired man, crying until he fainted.

Feng Qianhuang's biological mother is American, and she is far away in the United States, and she has not had time to come back. In addition, she and Feng Zhaowen have long since divorced, so she might not even attend her son's funeral.

The stepmother Zhou Tao held Feng Zhaowen's arm tightly, comforting Feng Zhaowen non-stop.

When Feng Jingshu arrived home, she was already in tears.

Her knees softened, and she knelt down in front of Feng Qianhuang's spiritual tablet.

"Brother, why are you so cruel, you said you would always protect me, how could you leave me alone! Brother, answer me, brother!"

Feng Jingshu cried to death.

Bo Chen quickly supported Feng Jingshu. "Jingshu, I'm sorry, by the way, I know you're in pain, but you must be strong!"

"Bochen, without my brother, what will I do in the future!" Feng Jingshu threw herself into Bochen's arms.

Bo Chen lightly hugged Feng Jingshu.

"Brother is alive in heaven, I don't want to see you so sad!"

"Then you forgive my brother for cutting off your finger?"

Thin dust nodded. "Death is the most important thing! I can't hate a dead person, let alone, he is your brother!"

Bo Chen tried his best to please Feng Jingshu, because in the future, Feng Jingshu would be more valuable than anyone else.

If he, Bo Chen, wants to stand up!

Feng Jingshu cried out her tears in the mourning hall before returning to the room behind the mourning hall.

Feng Jingshu's biological mother Zhou Tao then followed into the room and immediately closed the door.

In the bedroom, there were only Zhou Tao and Feng Jingshu, mother and daughter.

"Silly girl, you are pregnant, you cry like that, you should think about your child instead of yourself!" Zhou Tao complained, she paused, and lowered her voice. "You're stupid, Feng Qianhuang is staring at you, so it's not good to die? I just suffer from the inability to get rid of him. God help me. God help me get rid of her! Once he dies, you should be happy, don't live up to it What are you crying about!"

Feng Jingshu wiped away her tears, changed her heartbroken appearance in front of everyone, her full red lips slightly raised.

(End of this chapter)