Chapter 693 Dai Xiao Kneeling in the Snow

Xia Shi received the call from Hang Tianli the next morning, and it was Yun Shiqian who called her.

The moment she received the call, even though she was mentally prepared, the hand holding the phone still trembled violently.

"Why are your hands shaking like this?" Behind her, it was Xi Jinyan who hugged her body, which made her hands gradually stop shaking.

"Uncle Hang passed away." When she said this, her voice was suppressed and choked.

"We tried our best on this matter." Xi Jinyan comforted Xia Shi, and hugged Xia Shi's body tighter.

Xia Shi stopped talking, turned around in Xi Jinyan's arms, and rested her head on Xi Jinyan's broad chest. She grabbed his clothes with great strength, and the hand holding the phone , is also very tight.

Uncle Hang was killed by someone, just like her family...

The matter of Hang Tian's death was quickly reported by various media, and at the same time, the headlines of the newspapers were also overwhelming.

This day, although no one was notified, the Hang family was still very lively. Early in the morning, people came to express their condolences one after another.

On this day, there was still heavy snow falling in the sky, which was the first snow that came late this winter.

Hang Tian's body was placed in the large room on the first floor. His eyes were still open. Fortunately, his body was covered with a white cloth. No one noticed this, but the servants of the Hang family knew it clearly.

In the room, Jiao Cuiqing was the only one kneeling beside the dead body at this moment. The servants and housekeepers of the Hang family were in charge of entertaining the guests who came to express their condolences. Hang Tian's younger brother Hang Fuqian, the servant called for a long time but failed to get through.

"Mrs. Hang, please forgive me!" Someone sighed Jiao Cuiqing, and then asked in surprise, "Why is Master Hang kneeling in the heavy snow?"

Jiao Cuiqing, who was wearing mourning attire, didn't answer a word, as if she didn't hear anyone speaking, she bowed slightly and saluted.

The man sighed again and went back into the hall.

Another person came forward to express their condolences, and Jiao Cuiqing repeated the same action.

Outside the gate, Hang Yizhou was wearing a black suit with filial piety on his shoulders.

The cold wind is a bit bitter, and it is very painful to sweep the snowflakes on the face and the exposed skin.

But he didn't seem to feel it, there was no expression on his face, and he didn't blink, letting the heavy snow fall on his hair and body.

He remained motionless.

The butler, Hang Shunzhong, couldn't stand it any longer. Holding an umbrella, he walked forward and comforted Hang Yizhou, "Master, you can go in and be soft with your wife! The master never sees his wife cry."

Hang Yizhou was very silent, he still didn't blink, no one knew what he was thinking.

"Master, if you continue like this, your legs will be useless!" Hang Shunzhong continued.

Hang Yizhou still didn't respond.

Until a servant came to report, "Uncle Zhong, the people from the Xi family and the Yun family came one after the other."

Only then did Hang Yizhou roll his eyeballs, but after just rolling his eyes, he became expressionless again.

When Xia Shi held Xi Jinyan in his arms and followed Xi Mingzhen, Gu Xiaoru, and Xi Jinyou and the others into the room, he saw such a scene.

"Hang Yizhou." Xi Jinyou cried out worriedly, and wanted to run over.

However, as soon as she moved her body, she was reprimanded by Xi Mingzhen, "Stop, don't cause trouble for me."

If someone hadn't tied his little daughter back last night, Xi Mingzhen believed that his daughter would definitely receive guests with the Hang family today. It would be a shame to throw her home.

(End of this chapter)

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