Billion Spoils: President's Exclusive Sweet Wife

"Then they are afraid that the more they hope now, the more they will be disappointed in the future." Qin Sixi said.

"What do you mean?" Miao Ke didn't understand.

"In a few days, you'll know." Qin Sitong said. After all, Yuan Zhizhou's investigation has not been made public, and it's inconvenient for her to disclose it.

Fortunately, Miao Ke was not the kind of person who had to break the casserole and ask the end. He didn't ask any more. He just chatted with Qin Sitong.

The funeral soon began. When listening to Mr. Wang's son talking about the teacher's life, watching the teacher's body lying quietly in the coffin, and hearing the Wang family's cry of separation, Qin Sixi only felt that there were tears in his eyes and couldn't help but want to gush out.

A person has disappeared in this world and can no longer be seen.

Life, sometimes too fragile, sometimes, a person's death, too easy.

Mr. Wang's body was cremated, and his family chartered a bus, which was enough for all the participants. Everyone took a car to bury Mr. Wang and erect a monument.

When everything is ready, it's already noon.

Mr. Wang's family packed 20 tables in a restaurant. Please have tofu rice. They are divided according to the class. Qin Sitong basically divided two tables with more than 10 people and several teachers.

Halfway through the tofu meal, a girl named Peng Huan ran from yuan Mengtian's table to Qin Sitong's table. As soon as she came, she had to toast Qin Sitong, and her words were very blunt, "Qin Sitong, you and Mengtian seem to be working at Chenxing now. I heard you robbed Mengtian's manuscript shamelessly? Oh, you were like this in those years. Unexpectedly, you did it again four years later! Mengtian is kind-hearted. Forgive you, I can't stand you like this! Today, in front of everyone, you kneel down and apologize to Mengtian, otherwise I won't let you go first ！”

In an instant, their table and Yuan Mengtian's table were quiet. Everyone looked at Qin Sitong. It was a big event in those years. Even after four years, everyone was still impressed with it.

Qin Si Tong made a mockery on his lips, glanced at yuan Mengtian sitting at the other table, and then looked at Peng Huan.

"What are you, a policeman or a judge? It's up to you to decide whether it's right or wrong. Who gives you the right?" Qin Sitong asked, which made Peng Huan blush immediately.

But at this time, of course, she would not retreat so easily. "Since you have done such shameless things, you should know what kind of results to bear! You say, don't you!" Peng Huan also tried to drive others to join her in the fight against Qin Sitong.

Several students in the class who had a good relationship with yuan Mengtian naturally answered at the moment.

Miao Ke stood up and said, "Peng Huan, you've gone too far. You just listened to yuan Mengtian's one-sided words and wanted to find something. Yuan Mengtian didn't speak. What's your strength? Is it because yuan Mengtian's father is a secretary-general of the city and you're eager to curry favor!"

Peng Huan's heart was broken by Miao Ke's words, and his face immediately became more red. "What are you talking nonsense?"

"Is it my nonsense or your guilty heart!" Miao Keke was not afraid of Peng Huan.

Qin Sitong also stood up, patted Miao Ke on the shoulder, and then said sweetly to Yuan Meng, "why don't you tell me, Miss yuan, did I steal your manuscript? Why does Chenxing decide that the screenwriter is me now, and miss yuan doesn't participate in the script writing? What's the truth in Chenxing? Didn't you tell Peng Huan, Miss yuan?"