Chapter 431

There was a rustling sound from the outside, and the guests came in one after another. Although Lin Wenwen felt something strange and panicked, he quickly closed the lid of the coffin, put away the tools and left the back room in a hurry.

She took a chance to pull Lu Jingshen aside and said in a flustered voice, "Uncle Mu's body is not in the back. Why is it like this?"

Lu Jingshen was surprised. He widened his eyes, and waves rose in his eyebrows. "What do you say? How could it be... "

Lin Wenwen looked around and drew Lu Jingshen closer to the back hall while no one was paying attention to him. "It's true. I just came in and opened it. There were only a few stones pressing the weight inside. There was no uncle Mu's body."

Lu Jingshen did not hesitate to open it for confirmation. As Lin Wen said, there was nothing in it except a few stones. "It's so strange. How could it be like this..."

Before Lin Wenwen spoke, Lu Jingshen continued to ask, "but what are you doing here? Why do you want to check the body for no reason? Are you crazy

Lin Wenwen looks at the depth of the landing scene with a complicated look. Her eyes are still full of temptation. However, with her understanding of Lu for so many years, he doesn't look like acting, but is really shocked. But she didn't know what was going on, and she couldn't judge it rashly, so she could only perfunctory a few words.

"Oh, I'm just in a heavy heart. I wanted to see Uncle mu for the last time, but I didn't expect..." Lin Wenwen couldn't speak. Her voice was swallowed by the choking of her throat, and Lu Jingshen had no doubt.

Hearing someone coming in outside the door, Lu Jingshen quickly covered the coffin and became calm.

It was the funeral staff, who gently pushed the door in and reminded, "Mr. Lu, Mrs. Lu, all the guests have arrived. The memorial meeting can start..."

Lin Wenwen glanced at Lu Jingshen and lowered his head without making a sound.

For a moment, Lu Jingshen coughed twice and nodded calmly, "I know. It will start in five minutes..."

Lin Wenwen looks at Lu Jingshen in surprise. After the staff leave, he grabs Lu Jingshen's arm and asks, "Uncle Mu's body is gone. How can we do a funeral. Even if the memorial service is over, what should we do when we are buried? "

Lu Jingshen grabbed Lin Wenwen's shoulders with his backhand. He said solemnly, "calm down. There must be something strange about it, but we don't have time to check it now. All the guests have arrived. All the people who come here are dignitaries in Cloud City. The funeral must be finished. Otherwise, the reputation of the evening family will be destroyed and the funeral will become a joke. Do you want to see Mr. Mu come to such an end? "

Lin Wenwen frowned. She bit her lips and asked, "what should we do now, when we are buried?"

"Now we can only handle the funeral as if nothing had happened. Since someone does this intentionally, he must have his purpose. I promise you, I will help you find out the truth. As for the burial ceremony... Use this empty coffin! "

Lu Jingshen's tone is loud, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled, also full of doubts.

Lin Wenwen nodded. All this can only be done according to what Lu Jingshen said. If we make a big fuss about it now, then Mu's family will become a joke. She doesn't want to end up with a lot of inexplicable rumors and suspicions after uncle Mu's death. We can only find out the truth after all the ceremonies.

When the memorial meeting officially began, Lin Wenwen sat in the middle of the guests. She looked at secretary Wu's face standing by, and always felt like she was hiding some secret. The disappearance of Uncle Mu's body has nothing to do with secretary Wu. All this seems to be a puzzle that is hard to solve, entangles Lin Wenwen's heart.

Everything goes well. Everyone mourns the death of Mr. mu. He is a very good person, dedicated to the creation of new energy in the world, and made great contributions and sacrifices. Even in the decline of Mujia, he still didn't sell his R & D achievements for the sake of livelihood and wealth.

On that day, there were many guests, from people from my former company to Mr. Mu's students and business friends. Many of them are important figures in the Cloud City. We can see that the twilight family still has a certain position in the Cloud City.

During the burial ceremony, Lin Wenwen watched as the empty coffin was buried in the soil. Her heart ached and she even felt remorse for her incompetence.

The sky had begun to dim. It was already five forty-nine in the evening. In these two hours, Lin Wenwen's heart experienced suffering and torment again and again. Mo Yan'er failed to attend his father's funeral, but Mr. Mu's body disappeared. All this, like a nightmare, constantly harassing Lin Wenwen.

After the funeral, all the guests have left one after another. Lu Jingshen went to Lin Wenwen's side, his eyes clearly with comfort, but he could not say any soft words, just a light sentence, "I'll go back to Lu's meeting later, I'll take you home first."

"No, you and secretary Wu go first. Anyway, they all came to the cemetery. I want to see Grandpa, mom and uncle Cheng. " Lin Wenwen looked very calm, but his eyes were still a little red, and he was very tired.

Lu Jingshen hesitated. He frowned and inquired about Lin Wenwen's eyes. Lin Wenwen probably saw his worry. Before he spoke, he reached out and touched his stomach and said, "don't worry, I'm not alone now. I'll be responsible for my children. So, I'm not looking for life or death, you don't have to worry. "“ Just... "Lin Wenwen hesitated and said," I didn't say good-bye to Uncle Cheng last time. I didn't expect that the day when the family got together was here... "Lin Wenwen's appearance looked like a light cloud, but it was such a casual sentence that hurt Lu Jingshen's heart. He has never loved a person so much, but at this moment, he wants to hold Lin Wenwen and buckle her to his chest. Finally, Lu Jingshen didn't do that. He just nodded, reached out and touched Lin Wenwen's back, and said softly, "OK, don't stay too long. It's cool at night."“ Well... "Lin Wen pursed his lips and nodded gently. When the mobile phone rings, it is already an hour later. It's getting late and the street lights are just on. The dark yellow light drew a long shadow behind her. Lin Wen just walked out of the cemetery. She took out her mobile phone and had a look. It was dusky smoke. Half surprised and half pleased, she began to tremble, half happy for the safety of dushaner. The other half's worry is that they don't know how to talk about the earth shaking changes in recent days“ Yan'er... "Lin Wenwen picked up the phone, and his dumb voice seemed to become more low. Before the voice fell, the cry of dusky smoke rushed out from the phone, like a sharp dagger, gouging out Lin Wenwen's heart“ Wenwen, where's my dad? What happened to my dad? You talk. I saw the news as soon as I got off the plane. It's an obituary. It's a prank, isn't it? I'm sure I can't let him go! " The evening smoke son roars, her voice instantly becomes hoarse and dry crack, have no room for Lin Wenwen to speak, the evening smoke son then dead ground inquisition, "you talk, Wenwen, you didn't go to Los Angeles?"? My dad is still in the sanatorium in Los Angeles. Isn't he still healthy? Did he invite you to have tea with him? Did he say that he misses me very much? "“ Yan'er, calm down and listen to me Lin Wenwen's tears can't stop falling from the corner of his eyes. The voice of dusky smoke sounds so desperate. She kept urging Lin Wenwen to speak, but stopped her at the moment when she was about to speak. She's afraid to listen. She's afraid of the truth“ I won't listen. You tell me, this obituary is fake, right! Say it Dusk Yan'er almost broke her throat. As soon as the last syllable came out, she lost her voice“ It's true, because I can't get in touch with you all the time, so I can only hold the funeral as scheduled. Uncle mu... He died a week ago. He said it was because of a heart attack. Yan'er, listen to me... "The cry of Mu Yan'er interrupted Lin Wenwen. She was crying, but suddenly she began to retch. Her appearance, Lin Wenwen can feel through the phone, it is the same emotion when she lost her child, sad to have no tears except nausea. Later, Lin Wen knew that it was a person's biggest sorrow, and the extreme pain could not shed a tear. In addition to the stomach tumbling feeling of constant intrusion, the whole person has no consciousness and strength. And the evening smoke son at this moment, is like this. Lin Wenwen felt distressed. Her tears overflowed like a river breaking a dike. The burning sensation of the eye socket is always obvious, and even has begun to sting“ Why is it like this, why... "The evening smoke son is crying, she is dying of clutching the telephone," the whole world left me alone, how should I do? ". Why, why don't you even let me see the last side, why does God want to make fun of me... "" you still have my cigarette, you still have me! Where are you? I'll go to find you... "Lin Wen kept asking. She even began to worry about what stupid things mu Yan'er would do. But the evening smoke son doesn't seem to be listening to Lin Wenwen talk, she just keep crying, constantly broken read. Her state makes Lin Wenwen more worried. She listens carefully, and there seems to be a broadcast on the other end of the phone“ Smoker, you're at the airport, aren't you? You stay there, I'll come to you in a minute Lin Wenwen hung up in a hurry and quickly called a car to the direction of the airport.