Chapter 264

Lu Weiqi's fingers finally slid back and forth on the edge of the coat collar, lifted her sparkling eyes and said, "but everyone here knows that I had such a period with Fu Hanchuan. It's also necessary to be pretentious, don't you think so?"

Fu Zhengkang looked at her obedient appearance, and her eyes were especially attractive. He pinched her cheek and said, "better so."

Looking at this once arrogant woman who was taught to look like this by him, as a man, his sense of conquest is particularly satisfied.

Fu Zhengkang loosened his fingers, looked up and looked around. His expression became serious, lowered his voice and said, "there are still a lot of things to do during the funeral of the old man. You'd better give me some peace, don't get too close to Fu Hanchuan, and don't show any tricks. Don't ruin our plan. "

Fu Hanchuan is very talented. Although he needs this woman to maintain extreme hatred, he doesn't want her to be eager for revenge and let Fu Hanchuan see what will ruin his great event.

Lu Weiqi was warned, and a smile came from the corners of her lips. She said, "don't worry, I'm measured. I'm more anxious than you, and of course I'll be more cautious. "

She is still waiting to be Mrs. Vicky, above anyone in the Fu family!

A cold light flashed in Lu Weiqi's eyes. Fu Zhengkang was satisfied with the ambition in her eyes. The women around him must not be soft, weak and kind-hearted.

On this day, there were many people in the Fu family. A shed was built in the yard and seats for guests to rest were placed. Fu Zhengkang looked at the people sitting and chatting over there and said to Lu weiqi, "by the way, there will be a lot of people at the old man's funeral. You should get used to the eyes of those people. Don't be glass hearted. Hold your noble neck, but don't bow your head. "

Lu Weiqi smiled and said, "I've been dancing on the stage for so many years and haven't experienced any scenes. You can rest assured."

She's even been to a place full of the most wicked in prison. What else can't she bear?

Dignity? When she gets to that position, she will be the most noble person!

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On the day of father Fu's funeral, a farewell ceremony was held at the funeral home. With the status of the Fu family in Beicheng, many people came to see them off. Business tycoons gathered together. They looked solemn, dressed in black, and hung black sleeves on their arms. Fu Zhengnan read out an elegy and told the old man's life again. They followed in silence for three minutes and walked around the body three times, and the farewell ceremony was over.

During this period, the two women present were particularly concerned.

One is Mrs. Zhuoya, who has been supported by the servants of the Fu family. Her pale face looks particularly haggard against the background of black clothes. It would be fair to say that she was too sad when her relatives died. But as a husband, Fu Zhengnan did not show great concern. The couple were very indifferent.

Another concern is Lu weiqi, the woman around Fu Zhengkang. Her attention even exceeds that of Mrs. Zhuoya.

She used to be Fu Hanchuan's girlfriend and became Fu Zhengkang's woman in the twinkling of an eye. It seems that she will still enter the door of the Fu family in the future. This change makes people not return to their senses for a long time. They feel selfishly that this woman is inseparable from the Fu family's men, and the Fu family's uncles and nephews don't dislike each other. However, this is not uncommon in the circle of fame and wealth. It's not surprising to hear that father and son share a woman.

Qi Lingyang looked at the woman quietly. She was also surprised that Lu Weiqi had become Fu Zhengkang's man. I don't know what Su Xiang would think if she knew. At the beginning, this woman did her a lot of harm. I don't know whether the disaster of several years' imprisonment has changed or intensified.

Qi Lingyang frowned slightly. If Lu Weiqi wanted to live an ordinary life, she wouldn't climb the big tree of Fu Zhengkang. It's more likely that those who come are not good. While thinking, Lu Weiqi noticed that his eyes looked over, bent her lower lip at him, glanced at him and took back her eyes.

Qi Lingyang could feel that the playfulness in her eyes was very strong. At this time, Qi Haipeng lightly touched him and whispered, "the Fu family looks like it's going to change. Don't get involved in that muddy water."

Fu Zhengkang has been abroad all year round. In those years, his brother and Fu Zhengnan had the same fight. The Fu family had a lot of things recently. It really doesn't bode well for Fu Zhengkang to come back at this time.

Qi Haipeng's eyes moved slightly and said, "it looks like it." Otherwise, Lu Weiqi's eyes will not be so proud and arrogant.

Not far away, Fu Zhengnan kept looking at Qi Lingyang's direction. He was also the blood of the Fu family, but came to mourn as the Qi family. Fu Zhengnan felt uncomfortable and his face became more ugly. He was like a steelyard in his heart, swinging and calculating, and holding it with his hanging fingers.

Fu Zhengkang glanced at him, then looked at Qi Lingyang's father and son, the corners of his lips lifted slightly, and the bottom of his eyes flashed sharp light.

Outside the funeral home, the media secretly took photos, and the photos spread. Lu Weiqi attended the funeral of master Fu, and there was another wave of heat on the Internet. Under the paparazzi news, it was discussed on the microblog. Some people say that she has ups and downs and good wrist. Some people worship there and recognize her as an inspirational idol. If she is like this, she can still enter a rich family. Among the different opinions, everything in the funeral home is still solemn and solemn atmosphere.

At the end of the ceremony, Fu Zhengkang held the old man's urn and Fu Zhengnan held the posthumous photo. The two of them went ahead. Fu Zhengkang said "father, we're home" and left with luxury cars. According to custom, the old man's urn should be kept at home until the auspicious hour. In the crackling sound of firecrackers, the old man welcomed him into the house. The memorial tablets and urn were placed in the mourning hall, and the guests took a break.

Rest is the time for people to talk. They eat snacks and drink tea. Qi Haipeng didn't appear for a long time. This time, when the person came, he was surrounded by people to talk. Qi Lingyang didn't want to catch up with people on this occasion, so he found a quiet place alone.

He came to Fu's old house once. If he could, in fact, he didn't want to come to this place again.

Qi Lingyang, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, looked up at the balcony of the auxiliary building and narrowed his eyes slightly. The scene three years ago seemed to be still in front of him. At this time, a delicate woman's voice suddenly appeared behind him.

"That's where old Fu once lived. After he got sick, he built that building. He lived in it all the year round. He didn't go out or see visitors. He spent his whole life, but he didn't expect to spend his last ten years there. Life is impermanent, isn't it? "

Lu Weiqi said and looked at Qi Lingyang with her lips slightly bent, and her eyes were full of that kind of playful look.

Qi Lingyang heard what she said. After drinking tea in the building, don't look at her and said, "life is changeable... Miss Lu wants to say yourself?"

Lu Weiqi smiled, turned her eyes to the busiest place in the crowd and said, "I know many people look down on me." She first laughed at herself, "what can a young woman say to a man who is much older?"

"But if I hadn't had a conversation with Fu Hanchuan before, I wouldn't have had so much gossip with Fu Zhengkang."

Lu Weiqi looked at Qi Lingyang: "do you think so?"

Qi Lingyang looked at her for two seconds, turned away his eyes and said faintly, "I'm not interested in other people's things."

Lu Weiqi smiled with floating lips and picked up her arm. One finger beat her arm. She said, "guess what I thought when I saw you in the funeral home just now?"

Qi Lingyang hung his eyelids and drank tea. His eyes moved slightly. He was silent. Lu Weiqi said it first. She smiled and said, "I'm guessing why Su Xiang didn't appear?"

"She used to be a member of the Fu family. She had such a fate with the old man. Even now, she is Fu Ying's mother. She is in love and reason. How should she appear?"

"But I thought again. I heard that she is your girlfriend now. If she appears in front of people like this..."

Lu Weiqi deliberately paused, looked at Qi Lingyang and turned to the auxiliary building. The smile on her face fell down: "Qi Lingyang, whether you despise me or not, but you don't have the qualification..."

Realizing that she was about to say something missing, she immediately turned and said, "if she appeared, master Fu might jump out of the crystal coffin in anger. She caused so many things in the Fu family. She didn't dare come because she felt guilty? "

She looked at Qi Lingyang with a sneer: "Mrs. Zhuoya's skill is really not beautiful enough. She took herself in and helped you. I don't know how Fu Hanchuan feels towards you? "

Qi Lingyang looked at the proud woman with a swan's neck stretched in front of him. He said indifferently: "Miss Lu, I also want to ask, what's his mood when his ex girlfriend suddenly wants to become his big aunt. You're going to be a family anyway. Why don't you ask that question together? "

Lu Weiqi tapped her arm with her fingers and looked at him with a smile. Then she smiled and said, "this funeral is really interesting..."

Because she was a member of the Bureau, even if Lu Weiqi knew that the dark tide was surging among these people, she just sighed and didn't say much more.

She stood there and smiled. After laughing, she turned to Qi Lingyang and said seriously, "Qi Lingyang, I have no intersection with you. She is your woman now, and you defend her very much. You know I have a holiday with her, and I'm also very defensive at this time? "

Qi Lingyang raised his eyelids, and his eyes were a little cold. He said, "so are you?"

"If you want to climb high, anyone can do it on your terms. I don't think you'll underestimate yourself because you've been in prison. With your pride, you don't allow yourself to be underestimated. If you want big trees, most of them give you shade, but you choose Fu Zhengkang and enter the door of Fu's house. What do you want to do? "

Lu Weiqi was taken by the cold light in his eyes. She was surprised in her heart. Her throat rolled down and turned her head to look elsewhere. She laughed at herself and said, "you overestimate me. In this city, there are so many young, beautiful and smart women. What am I, Lu weiqi, but a woman who has passed away. "

"Moreover, if I really have the ability you said, I'll find you. Will you?" Then she put her finger on Qi Lingyang's arm. Qi Lingyang frowned and immediately shook off.

Lu Weiqi smiled at him and said, "look..."

"Qi Lingyang, I might as well tell you that I hate her. She ruined everything for me. I wish she had a worse life than me. But what's the use of hating her so much? Isn't she still doing well? "

"I heard that after me, the young lady of the Chang family was also defeated by her. She's a mute. She's not an idle person. She's a stinging wasp. "

"I have parents and unborn children, but I can't stand any storms." Lu Weiqi gently stroked her stomach. At this time, her edge was as restrained as possible. Her face was a little maternal tenderness and a little woman's posture, "Qi Lingyang, I'm doing well now, and I may have a better life in the future. Fu Zhengkang, he can give me everything I want, so I'll stick to him. It's not as complicated as you think. "

"I said so much, you can rest assured?"

Qi Lingyang glanced at her faintly, didn't say anything, held the cup and left.

Lu Weiqi looked at his back and her eyes were cold. That mute, what's so good about her that it's worth so many people to protect her?

Once, she was surrounded by people. She was the center of the crowd, with unlimited scenery and the most dazzling existence. A floating voice suddenly floated in his mind: "some people are trying to calculate others, but some people have won the hearts of the people..."

Lu Weiqi's face became ugly and ferocious. She clenched her fingers and broke a branch by her.

What people, who is not planning for themselves, living without a goal is walking dead!

When the footsteps came, Lu Weiqi immediately recovered. When she saw that it was Mrs. Zhuoya, her posture became cold and arrogant again. She said with a faint smile: "madam, I haven't had time to say hello to you since I've been back for so long. It's urgent. Please forgive me for my negligence."

Although Mrs. Zhuoya was still weak, her noble appearance was revealed from her bones. In the face of Lu Weiqi's fake posture, she sneered and said, "it doesn't matter. I haven't paid so much attention to some people who have nothing to do with their weight."

She looked at Lu Weiqi's stomach: "many artists dare not announce their careers even if they are pregnant. They try their best to cover up, but Miss Lu is different. She can't wait to show up after painting eight characters. It seems that Miss Lu doesn't want her dancer identity..."

Mrs. Zhuoya lowered her head and patted the dust that didn't exist on her body. Her eyes deliberately swept her ankles: "Miss Lu, your feet are good?"

"The Fu family has high requirements for his wife. Don't think it's safe to have a child. Your family background doesn't deserve Fu Zhengkang. You can't tie him. Be careful not to be beaten down."

Fu Zhengkang's wife and son died, and he didn't see any sadness. It can be seen that he is cruel. Lu Weiqi is just like her young body and beautiful face.

Mrs. Zhuoya said a few words without a word of emphasis, but she satirized Lu Weiqi openly and secretly. Lu Weiqi's face was green and red for a while, so angry that her roots were going to bite.

In those days, she left Fu Hanchuan just for dancing, but now she follows an old man who can be her father without name and point. How ironic is this?

She thought of something, then smiled and said, "madam, thank you for your advice. I will keep it in mind. But just now, I heard some gossip, saying that madam and Mr. Dafu... "

"Madam, you and Mr. Da Fu have been in the same boat for more than 30 years. I still remember how beautiful your 30th wedding anniversary day was. The couple's deep love was enviable. I could still remember that scene. How could this happen?"

Mrs. Zhuoya was in poor health. Stimulated by Lu weiqi, her breath became unstable. She stared at the woman opposite with a white face. She listened to Lu Weiqi continue to say, "madam, you are noble and elegant, dignified and cold. No one can compare with you in this wife circle. As a junior, I once admired him very much. "

"But there's a saying that I've been hiding in my stomach for a long time. Madam, although you are noble and elegant, dignified and cool, you are too generous and unwilling to lower yourself. You didn't turn the man into a soft finger with a woman's tenderness. That's how you came to this point. I'm sorry for my wife... "

"Ha ha..." Mrs. Zhuoya stared at her coldly and gave a sneer, "don't think so. Just in time, in this way, I don't have to be your sister-in-law. I really can't say it. "

"Oh, by the way, while Fu Zhengkang is still interested in you, it's good to move more money to his mother's house just in case."

Mrs. Zhuoya satirized and walked away. Lu Weiqi bit her teeth with a sneer. The Phoenix in distress is not as good as the chicken. What can be carried? It's ridiculous.

After a while, near the auspicious time of burial, the old man's urn and photos were taken out of the mourning hall. They went to the cemetery to take him on his last trip.

With such a famous family as the Fu family, the ancestral cemetery is naturally in the geomantic treasure land, back to the mountain and facing the water. The mountain road was straight and wide. The car stopped at the foot of the mountain. The passers-by walked halfway up the mountain. When they arrived at their destination, they buried the urn according to the custom. Old lady Fu died early. The old man's urn was placed next to it and finally sealed.

The funeral master stood aside and said the auspicious words of blessing. When the ceremony was over, Fu Zhengnan looked at Qi Lingyang at the end of his eyes. He looked worried. At last, his eyes sank as if he had made a decision. Suddenly he said, "please wait a minute." At the end of the ceremony, the people were about to go down the mountain. When they heard the speech, they turned around and looked at it. Fu Zhengnan walked slowly forward. He was opening his mouth to the people: "thank you for coming to see the old man off for the last trip, but the old man didn't listen before he died --" "the old man and you are close friends. He has talked about countless major events, and the old man likes to talk to you, However, when he was ill, he lived alone. He didn't hear you talk to him again. I think he was lonely. " Fu Zhengkang came out, said as he walked, and stood at Fu Zhengnan's side. Fu Zhengnan was suddenly interrupted, twisted his eyebrows and looked at him. Fu Zhengkang leaned over slightly, lowered his voice and said in his ear: "many of these are business leaders. You should know the consequences better than me if you publish Qi Lingyang's identity here? Mrs. Zhuoya's scandal is not over yet. Do you really want to ignore Fu for your son? " Fu Zhengnan was stunned. His eyes were filled with fire and consternation. Few people knew the secret. How did he get the news? In Fu Zhengnan's suspicious eyes, Fu Zhengkang turned his head and calmly looked at the people: "thank you very much for coming here to accompany my father through the last section of the road, so that he will no longer be lonely. If my father has a spirit in heaven, he will be happy in his heart. I'm also very grateful to Fu Zhengkang. I'll set up a banquet for you to express my gratitude in the future. " After the funeral, another dinner was prepared in the hotel to thank the guests. Fu Zhengkang said that he would prepare a banquet later, which further confirmed Fu Zhengnan's idea. He frowned and his breath sank. The cemetery here looked sad, but actually the undercurrent surged. In another place, behind a pine tree, Su Xiang looked at it silently, with a calm and indifferent face. When everyone on the mountain came down, she walked slowly alone and put a bunch of white chrysanthemums on it. Spring is chilly, and the wind in the mountains is colder. There is a slight tingling feeling on the skin. Su Xiang pinched his frozen fingers and said faintly: "Sir, I didn't ask you this time. I came here myself. When you said a word, I went into Fu's house. I thought, how can I come to see you off? After that, this fate will end. " She bowed three times to the new tomb and waited in place for so long. At this time, she only said a word and turned away. When she turned around, two figures, one big and one small, suddenly appeared in front of her. The man opened and closed his thin lips and said, "who says this fate is over?" Fu Hanchuan looked at the cemetery. If her fate with the old man ended, it was barely justifiable. After all, she was not in the same world. He looked up at Su Xiang and knew that she would not appear in front of so many people. Fu Ying couldn't help crying when he was burying the soil just now. His eyes were slightly red. He looked up at Su Xiang, leaned against her and said, "Mom, do you also come to send grandpa?" Su Xiang touched his little head: "HMM."“ Dad said, "people have another world. When Grandpa sees grandma, he can be with her, right?" Su Xiang looked at Fu Hanchuan. Is it evil for such a person who has no romance and no interest in life to say such words. She pulled her lips slightly: "I don't know. I haven't tried." Fu Hanchuan glared at her and said, "you should be careful when you speak in front of the old man and the old lady. Down the hill. " Then he walked down the mountain with a stiff face. Su Xiang took Fu Ying's little hand and followed him for a while. Fu Hanchuan's footsteps suddenly slowed down. Su Xiang took a few steps with him. The clothes of their arms occasionally touched him. He stood on the side of the air outlet, This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stopped our translation