Chapter 3303

"Why have you been there so long? Don't you agree to give Mo Mo a funeral now? Are you arguing again? "

Shen Qingqing looks at Leng Shaoheng and tries to see something from the expression on his face.

Cold Shaoheng see her this pair of worried look, a long arm will be her circle into the arms, and then with Shen Qingqing out of the elevator, toward Qiqi ward walked in the past.

"No, the old man agreed very quickly. After all, it's been a long time. Although Mo Mo's body hasn't been found, it's time to build a burial mound and let him settle down."

Leng Shaoheng said while paying attention to Shen Qingqing's mood.

Sure enough, Shen Qingqing's expression was a little dim, but he nodded, "that's good. I'm worried that if the old man doesn't agree, he will agree. I'm worried that if he doesn't agree, you and he will quarrel again."

"No, you think too much." Leng Shaoheng raised a gentle smile from the corner of his lips. "I've arranged for people to prepare for the funeral. I'll prepare for it tomorrow and the funeral will be held the day after tomorrow."

Shen Qingqing listened to the arrangement of Leng Shaoheng and nodded, "OK."

Then, they went back to Qiqi's ward and lay on the bed.

Leng Shaoheng turned off the light, and the room fell into darkness.

Shen Qingqing in Leng Shaoheng's arms, eyes closed, but how can't sleep.

Knowing that she didn't fall asleep, Leng Shaoheng didn't urge her. He just patted her arm, gently and comfortingly.

Under the comfort of Leng Shaoheng, Shen Qingqing felt sleepy and went to sleep.

Hearing the sound of Shen Qingqing's breathing become smooth and long, Leng Shaoheng is sure that she is asleep. Then she closes her eyes and goes to sleep at ease.

After getting up the next morning, Jiang Fengming washed well, put on his clothes, cap, sunglasses, and mask, and made sure they were well covered. Then he left the hotel.

I stopped a taxi and went straight to the airport.

After getting on the plane, Jiang Fengming was about to turn off his mobile phone when it rang.

At first sight, it was Huang Mao who came. Jiang Fengming picked it up and said, "speak."

"Boss, the Leng family is preparing to give Leng Yanmo a funeral. Tomorrow's funeral will be held." The hoarse voice of yellow hair came from the handset.

After listening to jiangfengming, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, as if thinking deeply about something.

He originally thought that Leng Shaoheng and Shen Qingqing would not give Leng Yanmo a funeral. After all, there is no need to do this kind of thing in a big way.

Now that we are all back, let's go to see Leng Yanmo's funeral! It's better to take photos or videos. When he returns to the M country hospital, he can show the photos and videos to lengyanmo.

At that time, the heart of lengyanmo will be more depressed and disappointed.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fengming's lips stirred up a sinister smile.

"I see." Jiang Fengming said to Huang Mao.

"Are you going to attend or go back to country m?" Huang Mao asked tentatively.

"Of course." Jiang Fengming replied, then hung up the phone, untied the seat belt, got off the plane and went back to the hotel.

The next day, the funeral was held in the cemetery.

Those who came were all relatives of Leng's family, no outsiders, not even Fu Qing.

Jiang Fengming also went out of his way to find Fu Qing and Enron among the people who came to mourn, but he didn't see them.

Jiang Fengming stands behind a tree not far away. The thick trunk of pine and cypress is enough to cover his body.

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