Scheming Billionaire's Cute Wife

An xiaonuan looks at the body of red flame. She knows that red flame is a wonderful person, but she didn't expect to die like this.

"It's all ready." Han Yichen turned his head and looked at yeyemingjue and said in a deep voice.

"Well! Let's go. " Yemingjue said in a calm voice.

"She Didn't you come? " Mo Qian Qiu asked in a deep voice.

"When she saw the red flame, she didn't want to be ashes again." Yeming Jue said in a deep voice.

Yes, I would like to watch my family turn into ashes in front of me. It's more painful than death.

Finally, Mo Qianqiu carried the body of red flame onto the spark car and went to the place where it was cremated. Along the way, several people didn't open their mouths and looked serious, but with a trace of sadness.

An xiaonuan turns her head and looks at yemingjue. Although yemingjue doesn't have any expression on her face at this time, she knows him. Maybe his heart should be very sad at this time. After all, the people who have been with him for many years have passed away. It's hard for anyone else to feel.

Half an hour later, several people of yemingjue arrived at the crematorium. They gave the body of red flame to the cremator, who pushed the body away.

Looking at the red flame corpse being pushed into the raging fire, yemingjue saw a man standing there, holding his hands tightly together, his eyes full of sadness and anger.

Of course, the anger was not directed at the red flame, but those damned killers.

I don't know how long it took to finally end this long cremation.

Yemingjue several people stayed here for more than two hours, and finally took away the red flame's urn.

Yemingjue has found the graveyard of ChiYan. Originally, yemingjue wanted to bury the ashes of ChiYan in the base of blood killing hall, but she refused.

She said that the place was a nightmare, although it was a very terrible nightmare for her. Maybe for red flame, the place was a warm home.

Yemingjue obeyed her advice and did not take the red flame's urn back to the blood killing hall. Instead, he chose an expensive and beautiful cemetery, which could satisfy her wishes.

Until after the next day.

Many people gathered in the cemetery, but today it was drizzling.

The earth put on a golden sweater, withered and yellow leaves and bright maple leaves falling down, like a few colorful butterflies flying in the air. Although the frost came, but still wearing green robes, grandfather Qingsong looks more verdant, in the tomb garden.

In front of the tomb, there is a very luxurious tomb. Beside the head of the tomb, there are gold paper, flowers and wreaths. The tombstone is marble, tall and big, and the characters engraved on it are also gold. In front of the tombstone, there is a circle of marble guardrail, which makes the tomb look like the owner's private courtyard. Even the ground is marble, clean.

Time sweeps through the barren thoughts and makes a grave of dust and stone. Standing on the grave, I still can't see the legendary hope on the horizon. In a desert, the wind rolled sand and stone cut my face, bleeding and dripping in the boundless desert, then I hid.

This place has spent a lot of money to buy all the tombstones. Because the tombstones in the cemetery here are expensive, there is no one, so Lord Yeming directly spent a lot of money to buy them.

In this way, all the important things in the future will be buried here. Isn't it not lonely.

The death of ChiYan made us lose a good brother. He left us, but his dedication spirit of diligent and selfless work, his fine style of hard work, plain living and thrift, his noble moral character of being upright, honest and honest are still worth learning and remembering, and we are sorry for his family's loss of such a good husband and such a good employee. But death can't bring us back to life. We can only control our feelings, restrain our grief, and redouble our work with higher enthusiasm to comfort Mr. ChiYan's spirit in heaven. " The minister said word by word.

As the priest's voice fell, the mourners came to the funeral, holding a flower in their hands and wearing all black clothes. One by one, they took turns to walk to the red flame tombstone, put down the flower in their hands, and then bowed deeply.

ChiYan is an orphan, and has no father or mother. Those who come to the funeral are all ChiYan's good brothers. In fact, many of them have not come. Because they have very important things to do, they can only mourn here.

After all the people put down the flowers in their hands, a lot of flowers have piled up in front of the tombstone.

Finally, yemingjue, an xiaonuan, Han Yichen, Mo Qianqiu, Jinxuan, nanlichuan, yejiu, Andrew, Ruan Qingwei, yeyi and yeranxi held a cloud in their hands one after another. They did not dare to put it there. Then they bowed deeply. They were all sad in their eyes. After releasing it, they stood on both sides one after another.

An xiaonuan stood there thinking it was going to end, but after a while, another man came over.

Is a woman, the woman's face is very pale, not a little bit of blood, looks very scary, but even if the face is not good, also can not hide her beautiful appearance, wearing a red dress, eyes red, a look is crying for a long time.An xiaonuan looks at the woman and doesn't understand. She has never seen this woman before. When an xiaonuan sees the ring finger of the woman's left hand, she knows a little, but it's also her own guess.

The woman went to the red flame tombstone, put down the flowers in her hand, and then the big tears came out of her eyes.

"Red flame, you big liar, you said to be good, why did you leave me alone, liar, you big liar, why did you leave me alone in the world, you big liar, you don't keep your word, ah!" The woman in front of the tombstone fell to the ground and began to cry.

One side of the night ran Xi looked at quickly came forward, squatted down and supported the woman on the ground, "Xia Xia, you don't want to be like this, you must be not at ease in the sky."

The woman named Xia Xia raised her head and looked at the picture on the tombstone when she heard ye ranxi's words. The whole person was crying and was about to collapse. Suddenly she thought of something. She turned her head and looked at yemingjue standing there. She stood up. Ye ranxi supported Xia Xia. Xia Xia came to yemingjue. An xiaonuan looked at the woman in front of her, but the woman didn't look at an xiaonuan Eyes.