Chapter 273 Memories Are A City of Wounds 8
He knew that his persuasion was useless, but his heart ached. He was a man, and the burden of the family was on him. At this moment, he couldn't be weak, he couldn't.

Yue'er, who was standing aside, stared blankly with dry eye sockets, as if she was not angry at all, she ignored the people around her.

Because Shen Xiaonuo just got married, she was not allowed to attend the funeral. This was ordered by her mother-in-law in a cold voice, and only Yan Ruyun was with her, and she stood aside with a pale face, dressed in black, and her hair was simply tied up.

Suddenly, a figure appeared, and Yue'er's eyes were tightly locked, and only then did she have the slightest breath.

"Why are you here, go, you murderer, you are all bad guys, executioners, you are not welcome here, go, go... go..." Yueer suddenly broke away from Yan Ruyun's support, but was held tightly by Yan Zhechun. Locked in his arms, he could only curse and kick.

But, just like this, the resentment in Yue'er's heart has not been reduced at all, and the wound in her heart has not healed, she actually came to her father's funeral to mock her, how could she do this, how could she?

why why?Does she have to die for her to be happy?It's just that she loved the wrong person, why did she have to suffer so much, but was injured, why did she want to take revenge like this, even after she died, why did she still not allow peace?

"Yue'er...Yue'er...calm down...what do you want...today is Uncle Xia's funeral, and all the guests came..." Yan Zhechun restrained Yue'er, frowning at Liu Yufen.

Yue'er grabbed Yan Zhechun's collar tightly, as if she wanted to crush it, or vent her hatred! ! !

"Drive her away... I don't want to see her, and neither does Dad... let's go..." Yue'er was so emotional that she was as pale as paper.

Liu Yufen didn't make a sound all the time, just stood there in a daze, alone, looking at the girl in front of her, her heart couldn't feel happiness for no reason, only sadness and pain.

why?
She thought that no one would welcome her here, but she still came, as if she couldn't control it, and it seemed that her heart was causing trouble! ! !
"Let's go! Don't you let us go when someone is dead? Didn't you see that Yue'er is already like this? I don't care what grievances there are between you, today is Uncle Xia's funeral, I hope you don't overdo it." Yan Zhechun's indifferent voice looked at Liu Yufen with cold eyes.

Everyone thought she was here to make trouble, but after Yan Zhechun finished speaking, she turned around and left in a strange way without even saying a word.

After she left, the funeral continued, and until the funeral was over, she still didn't see the figure she longed for.

Just longing~! ! !

Yue'er lived in the Yan's villa that night, and the Yan's family took good care of her when she was still not fully recovered. No matter whether Xia Zhiwei was there or not, Yue'er's presence in the Yan's family remained unchanged.

It's just that the Yan family lacked the usual lively atmosphere and had more quiet and excessive fear.

After O'Hejie came out of the hospital, he drove straight to the house.

The haze on his face was enough to scare the people around him to death, the car stopped at the gate of the villa, he got out of the car with a cold face.

"Where's madam?" he asked the housekeeper.

Just in time, Liu Yufen came down from upstairs and came to the living room, when she heard her son ask her.

"Can you stop now? Just treat it as the first time I've begged you in so many years, you let her go, what should I say, she is still your daughter-in-law, my wife." Ouhejie said angrily, his face ugly.

(End of this chapter)

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