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Three days later, Zhao Mingqing's funeral.

Zhao Mo'er was released because of insufficient evidence. She was dressed in black and attended the funeral with Su Jingxian.

Gu Zhenzhen wore a black chiffon shirt with black trousers, and Lu Yunchen appeared arm in arm.

Zhao Mingqing is an orphan. Naturally, there will be no brothers and sisters to attend the funeral. Only a few of them have different ideas to hold this simple and low-key funeral.

After the funeral, Zhao Mo'er stopped Gu Zhenzhen. Her haggard face couldn't be covered by her makeup. She stared at Gu Zhenzhen angrily, "Gu Zhenzhen, you're going to hurt me so!"

Gu Zhenzhen felt that her accusation was inexplicable. She calmly looked at Zhao Mo'er, "I hurt you? Why did I hurt you? What have I done to you? "

Lu Yunchen stared at the angry Zhao Mo'er with cold eyes and a deep voice. "Miss Zhao, you'd better not talk nonsense."

Zhao Mo'er's eyes were red with anger. She pointed to Gu Zhenzhen and said, "Gu Zhenzhen, do you dare to do it? Isn't master tan your grandfather? Isn't it because of you that he framed me to kill my father? "

Gu Zhenzhen thought that her mind was clear again. She looked at Zhao Mo'er expressionless, "he is an adult. Do you think you need me to teach him how to do things? Zhao Mo'er, you ran to tell your father about killing my father, not me. "

The implication is that Zhao Mo'er killed Zhao Mingqing, not her.

Zhao Mo'er's face turned white and suddenly burst into tears. "He lied to me first. He lied to me. You all lied to me. You're all bad guys. You killed my father!"

She cried incoherently. Su Jingxian held her in her arms, frowned and said to Gu Zhenzhen, "Zhenzhen, Mo'er has been in the police station for three days. She is suffering from mental torture and emotional instability. Don't say this to stimulate her, will you?"

Gu Zhen said indifferently, "did I say something wrong?"

Su Jingxian was silenced by her. Indeed, what Gu Zhenzhen said is true, but these words, she knows, why say it!

In the face of Su Jingxian's accusation, Gu Zhenzhen said faintly: "Zhao Mingqing's death has nothing to do with me. She made her own mistake and didn't try to push it on my head. Don't let others accommodate her with emotional instability and mental problems. I have no obligation to accommodate her."

Gu Zhenzhen put down this and took Lu Yunchen away.

Zhao Nanqiao looked on coldly. When they left, he said to Su Jingxian faintly: "if Mo'er is unstable, take her back to have a good rest."

After this incident, Su Jingxian dare not listen to Zhao Nanqiao. After all, Zhao Mo'er can come out with Zhao Nanqiao's help. Otherwise, she will be imprisoned for murder and will not be able to get out for ten years.

Zhao Nanqiao watched Su Jingxian leave and stood there for a while. Someone came out from behind the tree, dressed in black and holding a bunch of white chrysanthemums.

"Why did you come?" Zhao Nanqiao looked at Bai Bai coldly.

Bai didn't think he could hide behind him just now, but Bai didn't think he could.

Bai Bai approached with flowers in her arms and took a look at Zhao Mingqing's tombstone. With a white face and a hoarse voice, "of course I want to come to Mingqing's funeral."

Zhao Nanqiao asked coldly, "who told you?"

Bai Bai didn't answer him. Instead, he went to the tombstone, put down the bunch of flowers and looked at the picture of Zhao Mingqing on the tombstone, "Shaoyu said."

For this answer, Zhao Nanqiao was not surprised, "do you know Mu Shaoyu?"

Bai Bai didn't look back. He looked at the man who was still alive in front of him a few days ago, "don't you know?"

Of course Zhao Nanqiao knew, but he didn't want to admit it. He said faintly, "do you know that Mu Shaoyu kidnapped Su Jingxian and almost killed Su Jingxian and my father?"

Bai Bai nodded. "I know it's your father's intention to kill Su Jingxian. Shaoyu just helps him."

Zhao Nanqiao stared at him, "my father's business has been solved. What about my mother's business? What are you going to do? "

Bai Bai turned and faced Zhao Mingqing. "What do you want me to do?"

Zhao Nanqiao sneered, "it's not a matter of doing what I want you to do. Shouldn't you show your sincerity for what you have committed?"

He didn't want to do it himself or get blood on his hands, but he didn't want to let Bai Bai go. If it weren't for Bai Bai, he wouldn't have lost his mother so early and won't be admitted by Su Jingxian.

Without Su Jingxian, his father would not have known Gu Qingshan's existence, would not have killed Gu Qingshan, and there would not have been a series of things in the future.

Bai Bai calmly faced Zhao Nanqiao, who was full of hate and ridicule. "I know who did Mingqing's death. I want to find him for revenge. When I solve him, we'll talk about your mother."

Zhao Nanqiao narrowed his eyes, "do you know?"

Bai Bai said coldly, "on the night your father died, they threw me into the wilderness and worked hard to come back. Only when I came back did I know that Zhao Mo'er had become a murderer, but I knew that the murderer would not be Zhao Mo'er."

As for what happened that night, he didn't want to recall at all.

Zhao Nanqiao was noncommittal. "What you want to do is your business. I can't stop it."

Bai Bai breathed a sigh of relief and said in a dumb voice, "anyway, thank you for giving me time."

Zhao Nanqiao felt ironic and ridiculous when he heard his thanks. Such a man who killed his mother actually said thank you to him.

Bai Bai stopped talking and clubbed straight in front of Zhao Mingqing's tombstone, staring at him for a moment.

Zhao Nanqiao deliberately told Mu Shaoyu about the funeral, that is, he intended to tell Bai Bai through Mu Shaoyu. Unexpectedly, Bai Bai really came.

He left the cemetery and went straight back to the company. Su Jingxian and Zhao Mo'er were at home. He didn't want to go back. It was boring.

After reading the documents in the company for a while, Zhou Yanwan called and found them directly before long.

"What about the weekend? Why did you come to the company to work overtime?" Zhou Yanwan looked at Zhao Nanqiao's face and said, "I brought you something to eat."

Zhao Nanqiao lost his signature pen and looked at Zhou Yanwan without expression.

Zhou yanwansi didn't care about Zhao Nanqiao's attitude. She took out the coffee and desserts in the bag. The small cake with exquisite shape occupied the seat originally belonging to the document.

"The freshly baked cake tastes very good. Try it!" Zhou Yanwan handed the fork to Zhao Nanqiao.

Zhao Nanqiao didn't answer and said coldly, "I don't like sweets."

Zhou Yanwan raised her eyebrows, "but when you are in a bad mood, it should be sweets! The depressed mood can get better! "