When Mu Ye looks at mu Ziqin, he finds that the other side is also looking at him. When they look at each other, they both see the little trick in the other side's eyes, and they smile tacitly.

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Five days later, the sky was overcast, and the drizzle hit the ground, accumulating small puddles. The dark leather shoes passed by, rippled a little, and then disappeared under another kind of rain.

In response to the rainy day, the funeral of song's two thousand Jin Song Bridge was held as scheduled. Everyone was dressed in black and white, holding umbrellas and silently looking at the bright smile of Song Bridge on the tombstone.

Song Qiaode's fans burst into tears and became the only noisy voice in the silent cemetery, shouting, roaring and roaring. Fans showed their ugliest side in an endless stream and struggled to get through the meat wall supported by the body of the security guard.

"Song goddess! Why did you leave us like this?! Clearly said that good accompany you to become God, said that good all the way to go down together A male fan sobbed on the tombstone of Songqiao, shouting heartrending.

Then. Another female fan was unwilling to fall behind and cried, "Mingming said with a smile last time that she was preparing for a new album, but in a twinkling of an eye, she was gone!"

Xiaoyu keeps hitting the two fans, and the cold touch constantly stimulates their nerves. However, the two fans do not move at all. They let the rain wash them and keep talking about the fans circle with Songqiao.

Watching the two fans constantly murmur, the stopped fans didn't relax at all. They used all their strength to rush forward. The meat wall was broken alive, and the fans immediately swarmed in.

Wan Yishao pulls mu Ziqin in the black car not far away and looks at this scene coldly, because fans are surging. They can't see the road at their feet and the direction ahead. They can only follow the crowd. Unconsciously, several people have tripped over the tombstone.

The scene is more chaotic.

"Is there still no one from the Song family?" Mu Ziqin pressed the window up button and asked back.

"No Looking at the time, Wan Yi Shao said, "wait another half an hour. If no one comes, we'll put the flowers there and leave."

"However, it seems that reporters and the media are in a hurry." In order to make things worse, Wan Yi Shao invited some well-known media and reporters to come over. Thank you. Most of the reporters are strict. If Wan Yi Shao doesn't allow them to publish, they will keep their mouth shut as if this news report never happened.

"It's only when the fans are worried that they can force the Song family to act as soon as possible. After all, it's normal that they can't see the light for a while when they have been a turtle for so many years."

Mu Ziqin pretended to sigh: "it seems that reporters are also some strength faction, which can let me struggle in the second and third line of small stars how to live."

"You are much better than them." Wan Yi Shao immediately coaxes his wife and kisses her face directly. "If you want a prize, say it and buy it for you immediately."

"Then I won't be the unspoken rule." Mu Ziqin pushed his face away, and then he came back. Mu Ziqin could not but give up.

"What happened to the hidden rules? There are more people who are playing by the rules. "

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