Damn it. I'm married to the president!

Reporter Han Ziheng: are you sure?

Qing Guoer: I've just come back from the hospital, and Mr. Qi is still in the hospital to deal with his affairs.

Reporter Han Ziheng: when the hero falls, Qi Shao will feel bad. You can stay with him for another two days.

Qing Guoer: OK.

I didn't expect that Mr. Han would call grandfather white beard a "hero". I think grandfather white beard must have made a lot of great achievements before he died.

The next day, Dongxia daily microblog changed the head picture to black and white, with a headline on the front page: mourning for Mr. Qi, justice is immortal.

Other media have also changed their faces to black and white, and flags are flying at half mast in the courtyard of the Qi residence.

On his microblog, Shen qinger expressed a hug, without extra words.

In the next two days, Shen qinger will be with Qi Yuyao almost every step of the way. He will spend the sadness with him and deal with his grandfather's affairs with him.

Because it's a critical period, Qi's mother didn't come these two days to make things difficult for Shen qinger, and Qi Yueyao was also sent back to prison. Everything seems calm and heavy.

At the memorial service for his grandfather, Qi Yuyao and his wife, dressed in black, stood at the head of the crowd. The sky was covered with gray, as if they had lost their loved ones.

If someone understands the etiquette of country a, someone can see that only the hostess of Qi mansion is qualified to stand in the position where Shen qinger stands.

Shen qinger took her husband's hand in the whole process and spent the long sadness with him.

The memorial service didn't end until dark.

The guests, relatives and friends who came to the funeral were all gone, but Qi Yuyao and his wife did not leave immediately.

There are still some things to deal with after the memorial service, but Shen qinger can't accompany her husband to finish these things.

Shen qinger was a little hard to say, "Yuyao, I'm going to e city on business tomorrow. I'm in a hurry. There's a special topic of local culture festival to be done there. It will start the day after tomorrow, so I have to go tomorrow morning..."

Qi Yuyao looked at her face to face and looked at her for a long time. He gently held her in his arms and issued a hoarse voice: "I'm ok. I'll take care of my family's affairs. You can work at ease."

Shen qinger's heart was a little stuffy, and his little hand grasped his clothes. "Call me if you have something, don't hold everything in your heart."

Qi Yuyao gently nodded and pushed her away from his arms. "It's late. You go back to have a rest first, and I'll go back after you deal with the things here."

"Yuyao..." Shen qinger couldn't bear it. "You've been tired for two days. Why don't you go back and have a rest first? Leave the rest to others. "

"I'm not tired."

"But my heart aches."

Qi Yuyao's heart stagnated. He hardly thought much. He immediately changed his mouth: "OK, let's go back together."

Shen qinger raised his lips slightly and took his big hand. "Hurry up, I'll make food for you."

Qi Yuyao looked at his wife's emaciated back. No matter how sad he was, he would easily collapse in front of her.

Life to look forward, he can not decadent too long, and she has a long way to go.

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When she got home that day, Shen qinger immediately went into the kitchen. Her husband hadn't eaten well for two days. She didn't dare to cook too greasy things, and in order to save time, she cooked a pot of three fresh noodles.

After cooking, serve out two bowls and bring them to the table.

Qi Yuyao just finished taking a bath and came down from the second floor. Shen qinger immediately said, "Yuyao, I've eaten noodles."

"It smells good." Qi Yuyao just smelled the fragrance, he felt that he had eaten the dinner his wife had made for her, and there was a warm feeling in his heart.