Aspire For Love Wistfully

"No, it's just a matter of lifting a hand. Since Miss Jiang has nothing to do here, Huang will leave first."

Jiang Yao nodded and watched him walk out of the teahouse.

When she took out her mobile phone, she found that Shen Yanyan replied to her, "it's all on the news. I'm also very sad about Jiang's father."

Shen Yanyan and herself have been friends for many years, from childhood to big. When they were young, they lived in the same yard. She went to Jiang Yao's house for snacks.

Every time he took food with him, his father never said anything and asked her to take more for fear that she would not have enough to eat.

For Jiang's father's sudden death, Shen Yanyan can only say that she was very sad. When she saw the news on the website, she burst into tears.

Especially when she saw that Jiang Yao was surrounded by a group of reporters, she wished she could fly to Jiang Yao and drive away all the people who hurt her. So she immediately bought the air tickets back, but unfortunately, all the tickets back that day were sold out.

She can only go to buy a ticket for tomorrow's early morning flight. As a result, she was told that the plane was late when she boarded the plane. She didn't get on the plane until 1 p.m., and she hasn't arrived at the airport yet.

The news was sent to Jiang Yao before she got on the plane. Maybe it was because she didn't look at her mobile phone, so she didn't see it until dark. However, Shen Yanyan has been on the plane for several hours and will arrive at her destination soon.

Jiang Yao gave her a message, she checked the flight information, because late, Shen Yanyan will arrive at eight or nine in the evening.

At that time, she must have a rest, so she didn't want to rush to find her.

So she typed a few words on her mobile phone, asking her not to come to find herself, waiting for them to make an appointment tomorrow, and then we'll talk about it. After all, my father's funeral was just two days later.

She has a lot of things to do, so she has no time at all.

After sending the message, Jiang Yao stood at the door, put on her hat and went outside. Now that her whereabouts are followed, she can feel that someone is following her.

She knew that the man was a reporter, and she just wanted to get some news from herself.

The divorce between Gu Zhao and herself should wait until after her father's funeral. Now she wants to have a good rest so that she can have a good spirit tomorrow.

When Jiang Yao was in bed, she was woken up by an urgent knock on the door. She gets up and walks to the door. In the middle of the night, she will not easily open the door. When she looks out through the cat's eye, she will see things.

Shen Yanyan is wearing a very thin clothes, holding a suitcase at the door.

"Yanyan, I'm not asking you to

Jiang Yao opened the door, but Shen Yanyan rushed into her arms before she said anything. Dou Da's tears slide down Jiang Yao's neck, and Jiang Yao is stunned.

"What's the matter, Yanyan?"

Jiang Yao closes the door and pulls Shen Yanyan into the room. When she turns on the light, she sees Shen Yanyan's tired eyes.

"Yao Yao, why don't you tell me about Uncle Jiang's death? If I hadn't seen it on the news, how long would you keep it from me?" Shen Yanyan really likes this big uncle. She treats herself like a daughter.

In the face of Shen Yanyan's complaint, Jiang Yao can't find any reason to reply to her.

"I love you. You know, when you are surrounded by a group of reporters again, I want to come back and drive them away."

When she said this, a trace of violence flashed across Shen Yanyan's face.

"Gu Zhao didn't come out when you were bullied. What did he mean?"

If she doesn't say it's OK, Jiang Yao feels uncomfortable. Yan Yan may not know that her father died because of him.

"You're tired. If you're hungry or not, I'll make a bowl of noodles for you. You can have a rest when you eat. I have a lot of things to do tomorrow."

Shen Yanyan shook her head, she said: "I got off the plane, I just want to sleep now, Yao Yao don't have to work, let's sleep."

After she cried, the sleepiness came. She's like sleeping now, doing nothing else.

Jiang Yao fondly touched his head, and then sent her to sleep.

The next morning, Shen Yanyan got up to help Jiang Yao. Jiang's father's funeral was arranged at home, and she didn't invite many people. But Jiang Yao didn't expect many people to come. When they asked Gu Zhao, Jiang Yao said that he didn't come. They didn't say anything on the surface. In fact, Jiang Yao knew that they just came to see their own jokes.

Because Jiang's mother was in the hospital, she was afraid that this scene would cause her discomfort. When she got sick at the funeral, she would only feel more and more uncomfortable.

Shen Yanyan is the only one who accompanies her in the whole funeral. She's very busy. If she doesn't exist, she won't be able to last long. As more and more people came, a figure came quietly to her side.

As Jiang Yao turns around, Gu Zhao, dressed in a black suit, appears in front of her and helps her to pay homage to her father's relatives. She did not expect Gu Zhao to come here, and she did not tell him.

Until Gu Zhao was in a neutral position, he leaned over her ear and said softly, "I just came to see how desolate the scene is. I didn't expect that there were still people coming back to mourn for his funeral."

"It's really disappointing."

These words made Jiang Yao's heart ache. She shouldn't expect him to say anything good. However, she should have been used to it for a long time. Why does he still feel pain in his heart when he says these words now.

Jiang Yao endured the tears in her eyes and came to Gu Zhao calmly.

"My parents are like this. Gu Zhao, do you have a little conscience?"

"Isn't it enough for you to do this to them?"

"Not enough. How can that be. Jiang Yao, it's all your father's fault. And you, do you really want to kill me and avenge your dead father. Hehe hehe

A low voice rang out in Jiang Yao's ear. At that moment, tears in her eyes fell on the ground and opened a water mark on the ground.

She sucked her nose and wiped the tears on her face with her hands at will, trying to cheer up.

She can't fall now, she can't.

At this time, Jiang Yao's head was dazed, and his eyes were heavy.

She faltered for a moment, but Huo Ting showed up in time and gave her a hand.

"Thank you."

Jiang Yao said thank you to him after standing firm, and then walked to the spirit card.