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Chapter 706 Mrs. Wu Lan Attends the Memorial Service

General Zhang walked out of the hospital, and saw his daughter Zhang Wanxin walking up and down the stairs from a distance, with an anxious face, looking upstairs from time to time, without looking, he could understand what she was doing , what do you think.

Hey, it's really an eternal truth that girls don't get in college.

He shook his head, if he hadn't seen Ruan Jiajun rushing towards Zhang Wanxin recklessly yesterday and blocked the shot for her, he would never have agreed to his daughter marrying Ruan Jiajun, after all, Ruan Jiajun was too messy before.

But this time, after these days of observation, he did find that Ruan Jiajun had changed, became mature and stable, and changed for the better. At the same time, he also saw his infatuation with his daughter.

Only then did I inquire about Tan Chuchu's affairs. After learning about it, I felt confident, so I went to the hospital to visit him, and took this opportunity to clarify with him. After all, after today's memorial service, he will return to the capital. .

"Dad, you've worked hard." Zhang Wanxin saw General Zhang striding out, with a calm expression on his face, I couldn't see his joy, anger, sorrow, or anger, and felt uneasy, so he rushed up and said like shit.

General Zhang snorted, glanced at her, and walked directly towards the car without saying a word.

"Dad, you, brother Jiajun, are you okay?" Zhang Wanxin was worried that General Zhang would embarrass Ruan Jiajun, and he didn't know what to say, so he could only ask incoherently.

General Zhang didn't even bother to look at her, he just told the driver, "Drive."

The driver quickly started the car.

Zhang Wanxin shrank her head on the back seat and stopped talking.

"Do you want to marry him that much?" General Zhang said suddenly, looking at Zhang Wanxin through the side-view mirror with serious eyes, "You know, he has hurt you before."

Zhang Wan was startled, and immediately shook her head and said, "Dad, brother Jiajun really loves me, don't talk about the past, everyone will make mistakes, isn't the old saying good, the prodigal son turns his back on gold."

She tried so hard to defend Ruan Jiajun, General Zhang glanced at her and hummed, "Apart from him, do you have no man to marry in this life?"

Zhang Wanxin blushed, her neck was stiff, and she made up her mind and said, "Yes, Dad, I will never marry him in this life."

"Not promising." General Zhang snorted heavily when he heard this, his face darkened.

He has long understood what his daughter is thinking. Staying in the Ruan's mansion these days, she and Ruan Jiajun's every move is in his eyes. It's not that he doesn't understand, nor does he expose her. This time, he came here to do something about it. After finishing it, he glanced at her calmly, and said in a preaching tone: "Girls must be reserved to be noble."

After training this sentence, he stopped talking.

Zhang Wanxin lowered her head, and finally understood what her father meant, but she is straightforward, love is love, hate is hate, if she is asked to pretend to be noble, she can't learn it, and she can't do it, she is what she is.

After Mu Qingzhu brought Zhang Wanxin out, he thought of his mother and went back.

Mother needs someone to take care of her, so she can't always bother Mrs. Wu Lan. Besides, why should Mrs. Wu Lan take care of her mother?

Thinking like this, I soon came upstairs, and when I was about to change into the anti-bacterial clothes and go in, I saw the glass door opened, and Mrs. Wu Lan was walking out from inside.

"Madam, you..." As soon as she called out, Madam Wu Lan's face darkened.

"You still call me madam, you should change your mouth." Secretary Shen was walking from behind, and when she heard Mu Qingzhu's blurted cry and saw the disappointment in Madam Wu Lan's heart, she hurriedly reminded her with a smile on her face. road.

Mu Qingzhu was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted.

"Hello, grandma." Seeing the loneliness on Madam Wu Lan's face, she called out crisply, and Madam Wu Lan's face immediately burst into a smile.

"Little granddaughter, come, follow me." Mrs. Wu Lan took her hand and said with a smile.

Walk?where to?
Mu Qingzhu was stunned for a moment, not understanding Madam Wu Lan's intentions, so he could only smile and say, "Grandma, my mother..."

"Don't worry, I've already arranged for someone to take care of your mother. Today is Grandma Ruan's memorial service. I will accompany you to attend." She said with a serious face and soft words.

"Are you going to the funeral too?" Mu Qingzhu was a little surprised.

Mrs. Wu Lan smiled: "Of course, Grandma Ruan has been wise all her life, and she has been kind to me. My daughter was raised by her. As a matter of reason, I will go to pay homage to her old man."

As soon as this remark came out, Mu Qingzhu was surprised, it turned out that her daughter was raised by Grandma Ruan, no wonder she cared so much for Ruan's mansion, so is it because of this relationship that she treats herself so well?
Thinking of this, she sneaked a glance at her, and saw her solemn face, but why did Mu Qingzhu feel that there was something about Mrs. Wu Lan that she couldn't understand, and there was a natural intimacy, as long as she looked at her Seeing her, her heart will have an inexplicable sense of belonging.

Grandma Ruan took Mu Qingzhu's hand and walked directly downstairs, and got into her special car.

Mu Qingzhu saw the car sent by Ruan Hanyu, so he had to call him to withdraw it, and told him that Mrs. Wu Lan was coming to the memorial service, and asked him to get ready.

The memorial service was held on the island in the center, and there were really too many people to hold it in the ink garden.

Starting early in the morning, people from all walks of life came to participate, from the officialdom and politicians to the common people at dawn, and even to the orphanage.

There were many security guards in the garden, and the police were there to maintain order. Ruan Hanyu's Flying Eagles were everywhere.

The south gate of the Nguyen Mansion.

Ruan Mutian, Ruan Mumin, and Ruan Hanyu were standing in front of the door quietly waiting for Mrs. Wu Lan's arrival.

At 09:30, a gorgeous business luxury car drove over slowly and stopped at the door.

After the car stopped smoothly, Lan Qing got down first and opened the door and stood respectfully on one side. Secretary Shen got out of the car, turned around and bent over to help Mrs. Wu Lan.

Ruan Mutian, Ruan Mumin, and Ruan Hanyu all stepped forward.

Mrs. Wu Lan got out of the car, holding Mu Qingzhu tightly with her right hand when she came out.

Mu Qingzhu wanted to refuse, but Mrs. Wu Lan held her hand tightly and refused to relax. In desperation, she had no choice but to let her lead her down.

"Mrs. Wu Lan, thank you for coming to the funeral." Ruan Mutian, the eldest son, immediately stepped forward and saluted very respectfully to express his gratitude.

Mrs. Wu Lan has a serious and dignified face.

"You're welcome, I should have come." Mrs. Wu Lan raised her hand lightly, signaling Ruan Mutian not to be too polite.

"Hello, Mrs. Wu Lan." Ruan Mumin and Ruan Hanyu also saluted and said hello.

"You're welcome." Mrs. Wu Lan said kindly.

"Dad, uncle." Mu Qingzhu also greeted Ruan Mutian and Ruan Mumin.

(End of this chapter)