He fell in love with the brain in the revenge script

The ninth day of May is suitable for funerals.

On the evening of the eighth day of the lunar month, guests came to express their condolences.

Wen Changling and head nurse Tu Qizhen went to the funeral home to express their condolences to the patients they had taken care of before.

As the two of them were walking, Tu Qizhen suddenly stopped: "Isn't that Dr. Jiang?"

Wen Changling looked over.

It's Jiang Youyou, wearing black.

Tu Qizhen called her: "Doctor Jiang."

Jiang Youyou acted as if he hadn't heard anything, carrying a bag and walking quickly.

Tu Qizhen felt strange: "What's in her bag?"

It's bricks.

Wen Changling found out about the suicide of second sister Jiang Youyou from Yan Cong. She was worried: "I'll go over and take a look."

Shanhai Funeral Home is very large, with four condolence halls on the first floor. The Zheng family's mourning hall is located in the largest hall. There are many guests, and food and drinks are set up, making it look like a social place.

Jiang Zhenghao saw Jiang Youyou coming in and walked over with a straight face: "Why did you come just now?" After looking at her clothes, he showed a dissatisfied look.

Jiang Zhenghao's eyes were red.

He might have cried, since she was his biological daughter after all, but after crying, it wouldn't stop him from selling another daughter.

"Auntie."

The second sister's youngest daughter, Jingjing, is nine years old. She is like her mother, timid and kind-hearted.

"Jingjing, my aunt left her cell phone in the car." Jiang Youyou gave the car key to her niece, "Can you go get it for my aunt?"

"it is good."

Jiang Youyou watched the child go out.

Jiang Zhenghao urged her: "Hurry up and burn incense."

When Jiang Youyou walked to the funeral, the eldest daughter-in-law of Xiao Zheng's family gave her three sticks of lit incense. She went forward to bow, put incense, and kneel down.She was calm from beginning to end, didn't cry or yell, and her expression was numb.

Her second brother-in-law, Zheng Luhua, stood next to the deceased photo and socialized with every guest who expressed condolences.

"Second brother-in-law."

Zheng Luhua has always disliked this sister-in-law who has never been nice to him, but he still has to pretend: "You have the best relationship with your second sister, you-"

Jiang Youyou took out the bricks he picked up from the flower bed of the funeral home and threw them at Zheng Luhua's head without blinking.

Wen Changling heard the sound outside the door.

The man shouted angrily: "Jiang Youyou, I'll kill you!"

Jiang Youyou's eldest sister was not feeling well. The third and fourth sisters helped her to the lounge, but they were not present. Jiang Zhenghao was pulled by Shen Li and was not allowed to come forward.

Shen Li's son, the sixth child of the Jiang family, just watched.

Wen Changling walked over quickly and pulled Jiang Youyou quickly. The stool in Zheng Luhua's hand was knocked aside and fell to the ground.

Because Wen Changling pulled the person with great force, neither he nor Jiang Youyou could stand firm, and they crashed into the table next to them. Wen Changling instinctively used his left hand to support him.

Her glasses fell to the ground due to the impact.

She ignored her glasses and immediately pulled Jiang Youyou behind the table.

Zheng Luhua's head was smashed, and the brick was broken into two halves. Jiang Youyou smashed it with all his strength, without sparing any effort, and blood was definitely seen.Zheng Luhua covered his head and was so angry that he even rushed forward. The third and fourth sons-in-law of the Jiang family pulled him from left to right.

Zheng Luhua's mother, Mrs. Lu, felt distressed that her son had been hit, and asked angrily: "Jiang Zhenghao, look at the daughter you taught!"

The second daughter of the Jiang family was married into the Xiao Zheng family. Jiang Zhenghao himself had no power and no one, and the real estate business had not been good in the past few years. In the future, he would have to rely on several sons-in-law to help him, so he would not offend others easily.

He apologized repeatedly: "I'm really sorry for my father-in-law and my mother-in-law. As you all know, Youyou has the best relationship with her second sister. She also behaves abnormally because she is overly sad."

Zheng Luhua was worried that there were outsiders around. He endured his anger and stared at Jiang Youyou angrily: "If you are not in your right mind, don't go out."

These words made Jiang Youyou laugh. She was plain-faced and her face was as white as bloodless: "Who is abnormal? What are you pretending to be? Don't you all know why my second sister committed suicide?"

Jiang Zhenghao immediately scolded: "Don't talk nonsense here!"

Many guests were watching.

Jiang Youyou took a look at the posthumous photo. Among her four sisters, the second sister was the most similar to her, but the most different in personality. The second sister was weak, kind, and never blushed with others.

Jiang Youyou pointed at the murderers, Zheng Luhua and the Zheng family.

"Because of you, and you, it was you who forced my second sister to death." She glanced coldly at these disgusting faces one by one, "This family is trash."

The scandalous things about the little Zheng family were not secrets at all, but when they were revealed in public, Mrs. Lu couldn't afford to embarrass this person, so she immediately threatened: "Jiang Youyou, don't be so shameless, don't think that the two families are related by marriage, we Zheng The family can’t do anything to you.”

"Second aunt."

Among the guests, someone came out to smooth things over: "The guests are all still here."

This person's name is Zheng Luhong.

The eldest grandson of the Da Zheng family is the general manager of Dihong Group and the manager of Dihong Hospital.

After he spoke, Lu and Zheng Luhua remained silent.

Jiang Zhenghao looked for an opportunity and walked around Jiang Youyou: "Why don't you get out quickly."

Jiang Youyou took another look at the portrait of her second sister, and pulled Wen Changling away.

After coming out, Wen Changling asked her, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, why are you here?"

Wen Changling said: "Mrs. Qi's funeral will be held tomorrow. The head nurse and I will come to express our condolences."

"Thank you just now."

Wen Changling hasn't seen Jiang Youyou for a few days. She has really lost a lot of weight, and her beautiful eyes have lost their luster.

Wen Changling said earnestly: "Dr. Jiang, don't do things that are harmful to yourself for those people."

"I know, I'm just here to vent my anger. So many people have seen it, but the Zheng family doesn't dare to do anything to me. They're in the wrong." Moreover, the little Zheng family is also busy dealing with the son of a vixen outside. The day banquet.

The two of them walked outside together.

Someone called them from behind.

"Miss."

Wen Changling and Jiang Youyou both looked back.

It was Zheng Luhong who had just smoothed things over. He walked up to Wen Changling and politely handed over what he was holding with both hands: "Your glasses."

Wen Changling took it expressionlessly: "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Wen Changling turned around, put on his glasses, and pursed his lips.

Ms. Guan Zhengming originally came to express her condolences and watched such a show.

After coming out of the mourning hall, she said with emotion: "It's better for girls to be gentle and quiet." It was too tough to hit someone with a brick, so she told her traitorous son, "In the future, don't find me someone who shows off his teeth and claws. "

Nizi Gu Yihuan: "Mom, don't worry, I'll be single until death."

When the old lady of the Guan family gave birth to several children, the IQs should not be evenly distributed. You can also see the difference when looking at the grandchildren, Guan Qingyu, Guan Sixing, and Gu Yihuan.

If Ms. Guan Zhengming had slipped into a house-fighting script, she would have been the kind of brainless, silly Baitian original partner who would receive a box lunch in the first episode. She had no idea what was going on in the scene with Xiao Zheng's family.

Ms. Guan Zhengming glanced at her rebellious son with a solemn expression: "This is a funeral parlor. If you say anything about death or death, spit it out immediately."

"Spit what?"

"Unlucky words."

Ms. Guan Zhengming is quite superstitious.

"Oh." Gu Yihuan was absent-minded. He closed his lips and spat out into the air without spitting, "Pfft——"

"..."

Ms. Guan Zhengming hurriedly helped me to beep a few times, and said silently in her mind: A traitor can talk nonsense without restraint, and a traitor can talk nonsense without restraint.

Wen Changling took Xie Shang's call on the way home.

"Hey."

Xie Shang's voice was a little low: "Where are you?"

"outside."

"Where is it? I'll pick you up."

Wen Changling looked at the road outside the car window: "No need to pick up, we are already on our way back."

Xie Shang was silent for a while and then hummed.

Wen Changling hung up the phone first because she was about to get off the car.Lanterns were hung on the nearby streets. Wen Changling didn't worry about getting lost. He usually stopped at intersections where the driver could easily make a U-turn.

"Master, stop at the intersection ahead."

Before the car stopped, Wen Changling saw Xie Shang. He was standing next to the sign at the intersection, his head slightly lowered, as if he was in a daze.

Wen Changling paid the money, got out of the car quickly, and ran to Xie Shang: "Are you coming out to wait for me?"

"Ah."

Xie Shang took her and walked towards Hetang Street.

"Where did you go this afternoon?"

"Funeral parlor, go to pay homage to the patients we took care of before."

A car passed by and Xie Shang pulled Wen Changling.

She frowned and moved the wrist held by Xie Shang.Xie Shang noticed it and took her to the wall where no one was without a car. He stopped and looked at her hands.She had a small bruise on her left wrist.

"how did you make it?"

Wen Changling said: "I accidentally fell."

Gu Yihuan loves exaggeration, so he artistically processed the scene in the funeral home.

Xie Shang didn't finish listening and left the perfume exhibition.He kept waiting for Wen Changling to call him, but she didn't.If he didn't contact Wen Changling, it seemed like she wouldn't take the initiative to call him.

She is alone and she doesn't need him that much.

"Wen Changling."

Wen Changling hadn't heard Xie Shang call her that for a long time.

He is wearing formal clothes, and his pupils will be more obvious in yellow and amber when exposed to the sun. He has a typical temperament that is greater than his facial features. As long as there is a slight change in his eyebrows, the whole person will feel different, and he will lose a bit of elegance and calmness. , his strength will be clearly revealed.

"Who am I to you?"

Wen Changling didn't understand his sudden change of mood and replied: "Boyfriend."

"Do you consider me your boyfriend?"

So, are you blaming her?

She didn't speak.

"Why didn't you say that you went to the Zheng family's mourning hall? Why didn't you say that Zheng Luhua hurt you."

Why do you say that?
Wen Changling didn't understand: "This is not a big deal."

Xie Shang usually responded to her requests, but rarely did so. He refused to give in and said, "Then tell me, what is the big deal?"

Wen Changling couldn't answer this question.

"You don't even want to talk to me about small things, but will you talk about big things?" Xie Shang's final rationality told him not to be overly aggressive, but to be calm and patient with Miss Wen. He tried his best to adjust his tone and emotion to normal. "You never tell me your itinerary, who you are going to see or what you are going to do."

Always kept me waiting.

Wen Changling took away the hand he held. She saw the person she least wanted to see in the funeral parlor. She couldn't suppress the irritation in her heart: "Why should I tell you?"

She has no desire to share, she hates being spied on, and she has many secrets.

She has never been a little white rabbit, she has thorns: "I was like this before I dated you. If you can't accept it, you shouldn't start with me."

One is tepid, the other worries about gains and losses.

This is a contradiction, an unequal feeling.

Xie Shang was silent for a long time and softened his tone: "Let's not quarrel."

Wen Changling hummed: "I'll go back first."

Xie Shang walked behind her and raised his hand several times, but did not touch her.

They each returned to their own yards.

*****
Where did you put the leftover medicine from last time?He actually couldn't remember. His good memory was wiped out by Wen Changling's few words.

"Boom!"

The drawer was pulled too hard and the whole thing was pulled out, and the medicinal wine bottle inside shattered to the ground.

The smell of medicinal wine instantly filled the entire room. The smell was pungent and could numb people's sense of smell for a moment.

Xie Shang stopped all movements and looked at the glass fragments on the ground absently.

The cell phone on the table rang for a long time.

Xie Shang walked over to answer it.

"Why did you leave suddenly?"

From four to eight o'clock, Wu Du held a perfume exhibition at the art museum.

As the chief perfumer, Xie Shang should be present at the art museum.Because of Gu Yihuan's phone call, all his schedule was disrupted.

"Suddenly something happened."

He Dongzhou could tell that Xie Shang was not feeling right: "Can't you make it through?"

"Go there later."

Xie Shang hung up the phone and called Gu Kaiyun: "Kingyun, are you at the hospital?"

"exist."

"I am going now."

Xie Shang picked up the car keys and suddenly remembered the previous two days.

He said to Wen Changling: "You have a day off the day after tomorrow. Do you want to go somewhere with me?"

Miss Wen was pruning and watering her Gelsemium spp.

"Where?"

"Wudu's Perfume Exhibition."

"Where do we do it?"

"Imperial Art Museum."

Xie Shang rarely participated in public events. This time He Dongzhou asked him if he would go. He was thinking of Wen Changling and wanted to take her there. He also wanted his friends, colleagues, and people he knew and didn't know to meet him. Miss Wen.

"Will there be a lot of media?"

"Yeah." Xie Shang said, "If you don't want to show your face, I won't let them send your photos." It doesn't even matter if the media is not allowed to go. He doesn't care, he can accommodate Wen Changling in everything.

She carefully cut off the growing and messy branches: "I won't go." She said, "I don't understand perfume, and I don't understand art."

But Miss Wen, I am inviting you to enter my circle.

Xie Shang's answer at that time was: "Well, forget it if you don't want to go."

Xie Shang went to Gu Kaiyun's place first and didn't arrive at the art museum until almost seven o'clock.

Xie Shang doesn't like to socialize. He Dongzhou is organizing the perfume exhibition. There are not so many people on the grass outside the museum and it is quieter than inside.The display was outsourced to the art museum, and the lighting was well arranged. The light hit the perfume bottles on the display stand, and the bottles of different shapes cast shadows of different shapes on the ground and walls.

Not many people know that Xie Shang is the chief perfumer of Wudu. He is also happy to have some leisure time. He found a place with few people on the ground and sat quietly.

He needs to think about something.

He couldn't help but think about Wen Changling.

People always like to ask what the story is about his perfume and why others can't imitate it.

The fact is that there is no story, he just has talent, and he can adjust it casually with his good sense of smell, good perception, aesthetics, and control of the market.

He will not make his story into a commodity, his story will be collected by individual people.

For example, his Miss Wen Changling.

"Thank you, Mr.

Someone comes to disturb the purity.

Xie Shang nodded, showing no interest in talking.

The man led a girl over: "This is an artist from our company." The man patted the girl on the shoulder and said, "Yanyan, why don't you thank me for a glass of wine?"

The girl is an actress and should be quite popular.

She appeared in Su Nanzhi's movie "3913".

"Mr. Thank you, I respect you."

There is wine on the table next to you.

Xie Shang did not get up. It was impolite to sit like this, but tonight, he had no leisure to deal with irrelevant people: "I drive, I don't drink."

The girl also knew what was interesting and smiled generously: "I'll just drink it. Thank you, Boss, for doing whatever you want."

Xie Shang is looking at a bottle.

Wudu's perfume bottle was not designed by him. The bottle had a dedicated designer and was poached from abroad by He Dongzhou at a high price.The designer's style is so bold and expensive that he can set an entire gemstone on a bottle.What is displayed in today's exhibition are all limited editions or ex-excellent models. Only one bottle will be produced for ex-excellent models, which has high collection significance. The cost of making some bottles can be ridiculously high.

He Dongzhou is a complete profiteer and has the keenest sense of business: "People will flock to you if you have good talent, but if you get it cheap, you won't be worthy of their worth."

The bottle is shaped like a hedgehog. The hedgehog has gems on its belly and everything else is thorns.

Xie Shang thought of Wen Changling.

The man winked at the girl next to him, and the girl stepped forward: "Mr. Xie."

Xie Shang stood up and said, "Excuse me, both of you."

He took away the hedgehog perfume bottle.

No one will stop him. Wudu is a purely private property. Everything in this exhibition belongs to Xie Shang and He Dongzhou himself.

Xie Shang found a piece of lawn, lit a cigarette, chewed it, and turned the bottle in his hand over and over to see that the hedgehog was really pricking his hand.

He bought the cigarettes on the way here.

"Sir," the museum staff came over to remind, "No smoking here."

Nothing really went as he expected today.

"Feel sorry."

Xie Shang pressed down the cigarette and threw it into the trash can.

I misremembered the name of the Su Beihe family member. Sorry, it has been changed.His name is Ning Song

The next chapter will be at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. I'll set the time back tonight.