100 styles of Sheng Shao's wife

Chapter 1239
Three days later, the hysteria was gone, and there was more sadness and peace in everyone's heart. It was a feeling like the whole world suddenly collapsed, making people very depressed and unable to get out.

The three of them bowed deeply towards the ruins. There was no one else around, and the three figures looked a little lonely.

The surroundings were so quiet that only the chirping of insects and birds remained.

Nangong Liangsu was visibly haggard, his temples were completely white, he hadn't spoken a single word to anyone in the past three days, he didn't eat much, and his overall condition was not as good as before.

He was full of deep self-blame. If he had been there that night, would things have been different?
Nuoqi's eyes were red, she stood obediently beside Nangong Mo, a feeling of grief spread from the soles of her feet to her heart, and rushed into her mind with the blood.

Although Fu Yin's body was not found, Fu Yin was obviously destroyed by the fire, because some neighbors passing by said that there were people at home at night, so the old lady felt that the funeral would be held as usual...

If she was alive and the news was so hot, she would definitely call back.

Now the streets are talking about this matter.

On the sixth day, the funeral was solemnly held in the church, with a white spiritual veil floating in the air, and there was a lot of mourning and joy.

Many people came to express their condolences, including caring representatives from all walks of life, relatives and friends of Nangong's family, Fuyin's own former friends, senior executives of Haibei, and bosses of some partners.

Both Sheng Yu and Mu Yijun came with their families, Shuangqing also wore a black dress to attend, Shi Ying was dressed very low-key, everyone's faces were filled with grief, they all bent down and offered lilies, no one could bear such a situation atmosphere.

Distress and music resounded in the huge mourning hall. Nangong Liangsu was crying unnaturally while holding the photo of Fuyin. The man's emotions were completely released.

He loves Fuyin, but he really neglected her recently, he feels guilty and blames himself...

Everyone couldn't help crying when they saw this scene, and Shuangqing's eyes were red, feeling very sad.

Nangong Mo's eyes were particularly dry. He was wearing a black suit and held a lily in his hand. He looked very haggard. His handsome face had lost its former glory. It was enough to see the weight of his mother in his heart. He originally did not agree to hold the funeral. , because the mother's body was not found, but grandma said, she must make her feel at ease, and it is impossible to find it after dragging on. Everyone thinks that her mother is dead.

Liang Nuoqi attended the funeral as a daughter-in-law. Her eyes were red, her head was a little blank, and the music was sad.

The media was not invited to the funeral, but there were many people who came to express their condolences, one after another, and some photos were leaked from the scene...

It became the focus of media coverage for a while.

Shuhui, who is far away in the United States, has been having trouble sleeping and eating for the past few days. She uses her laptop to check the news about that place. When she sees the photo collection of the funeral, she feels very uncomfortable in her heart!Didn't know until now that no miracle happened.

It was a bit hard for her to accept that such a nice person had actually died.

Seeing that Nangong Liangsu was haggard and lost a lot of weight, seeing him weeping and grieving, it was difficult for Shuhui to describe her feelings at this time.

"Mom." Shuwen took a cup of hot tea and handed it to her, then sat down beside her, "Don't think too much, your body has just recovered, you need more rest."

Shuhui took the cup and sighed softly, "Shuwen, why do you think this good fortune is so tricky? We all decided to leave, where is she playing? Does this... have anything to do with us?" Huh? If we don't go to Jiacheng, will this fire still happen?" She was a little scared suddenly, and her heart was extremely disturbed, after all, God had eyes on her.

Shuwen shook his head and comforted, "Mom, this is an accident, not caused by us, don't feel pressured, you need to let go, I am also very sad when this kind of thing happens, I don't even dare to call them, It doesn't seem right to say anything."

"Oh, how could this happen?" Shuhui felt heavy in her heart.

"If Dad didn't take us to the airport that night, maybe he too...he disappeared out of thin air."

Shuhui's chest shrank suddenly, and she suddenly raised her eyes to look at him.

"Mom, everything is arranged by God. It's not your fault. Everyone has their own destiny, and the ending has already been decided." Shuwen really wanted to ease her heart.

In the past, she deliberately hoped that Fu Yin would leave Nangong's house. She thought that what she could not get would not be known to others.

But now she really left, completely left, not only left the Nangong family, but also left this world, her whereabouts are unknown, and everyone thinks she is dead, but Shuhui is not as happy as she imagined, she even it's sad...

The scene of harmony at the birthday is still in front of my eyes, and now it is the funeral...

Jiacheng, night falls.

Liang Nuoqi didn't go to the company these few days. Liang Canjun knew that something happened to Nangong's family, so he granted her daughter ten days off.

In his perception, his daughter is from the Nangong family.

Nuo Qi has been by Nangong Mo's side all the time. Nangong Liangsu and grandma live in Nangong Mo's independent villa. During the day, Grandpa Liang will come to see grandma, chat with her for a while, and use an electronic blood pressure monitor for her. Measure it, for fear of what might happen to her body.

For Grandpa Liang, what he is most worried about now is Grandma Nangong's body.

Grandma Nangong realized the reality, that is, she couldn't get out of the situation, she couldn't fall down, because she couldn't let her son fall into a kind of extreme sadness again.

The table is full of rich dishes, and the rice is delicious.

Dinner started, but everyone didn't eat much, and there was no communication. Although everyone accepted the reality a little bit, they were still very sad, after all, they lost a close relative.

Regardless of death or not, in short, it is lost...

When the dinner was coming to an end, Nangong Liangsu finally spoke for the first time in a few days, and he said, "I have a proposal."

Everyone looked up at him, Nangong Mo put down his chopsticks, "Dad, tell me."

"I've read the news." The middle-aged man looked haggard, frowned deeply, and his voice was a little hoarse, "The burned house has been rumored to be very evil by the outside world. It is said that it is haunted, but it is not reasonable. A lot, there was no one in the villa that night, the source of the fire was a lot of flammable materials in the living room, it was impossible for people upstairs to escape, and the time of the fire was late at night, everyone should have been asleep, even if they were woken up by the smoke, The fire should have been uncontrollable by then."

In fact, the media has analyzed this point, and everyone agrees.

"Therefore... there is no need to rebuild the villa." Nangong Liangsu suppressed the sadness in his heart, "But if the house is not disposed of, people passing by will look scary, so I decided to use an excavator to flatten it. Then spread a layer of loess and plant some roses on it."

This instrument is very good.

(End of this chapter)