Qi Anran nodded without saying much.
Bai Xuanyu took a deep breath and couldn't help but take the initiative to care about: "What are your plans in the future?"
"Do what you should do and take care of the people you should protect." Qi Anran replied vaguely, "As long as I'm still here and Grandpa is still there, Huo's family will still be there."
Bai Xuanyu saw the stubbornness in her eyes, and when she reached her lips, the words all turned into a sigh: "You are a good boy. No matter what difficulties you encounter in the future, you can come to me."
Qi Anran politely said to him: "Thank you."
After all, Bai Xuanyu was the president, and there were a lot of things that needed him to deal with, and the time left was naturally limited. After a few words with Qi Anran, he also left with the others.
People in the mourning hall come and go, one after another.
When the time was almost there, the number of people gradually decreased. Qi Anran and others thought that today's funeral could finally be passed without incident, but they didn't want things to go against their wishes. They were really afraid of something.
Qi Anran looked up and glanced around, planning to take Ye Zhaoyang to take a rest while everyone was gone. Father Huo had been helped by Uncle Zhong to rest in the back room because of his old age.
But I didn't want to, this raised her head and made her notice a woman standing not far away.
This woman looked like she was in her early twenties. Qi Anran noticed her completely because she seemed to have seen this girl before. How long has it been, how many people around the mourning hall have turned back and forth. Circled, this woman is still there.
Of course, there is another reason because the woman's eyes are too explicit, her eyes are staring at Qi Anran's side, and her eyes are full of hostility and resentment.
Qi Anran twisted her eyebrows. Because her eyes were a little uncomfortable, she couldn't remember when she had met this woman and had a conflict. Why would this woman look at her with such hostile eyes?
Before Qi Anran could come up with a reason, the woman finally moved. She followed the sparse people who came to mourn the coffin and bowed a few times before walking slowly to Qi Anran.
"You are General Huo's wife? Dare to ask which girl is it?"
The tone of the woman's speech was really not so good, Qi Anran's face also sank, and she said coldly: "It is the most basic politeness to report your name and family background before asking others. Is this lady even not so simple? Understand?"
The woman didn't seem to expect Qi Anran's opening to be so aggressive, her face was blue and white, and white and green.
It took a while to finally come back, and the gaze looking at Qi Anran became worse and worse: "You don't know, I know, but she is a daughter of a broken family in a remote small town. Apart from a face, what do you think you are worthy of? Can you get General Huo?"
Qi Anran squinted her eyes, not worthy of Huo Yizhen's words. Since she was engaged to Huo Yizhen, she has heard countless people say it countless times.
I just didn't expect that when Huo Yizhen passed away, he would still be able to hear it.
Qi Anran raised his head abruptly and took a meaningful look at the person in front of him, then sneered, "I am not worthy, I am the young wife of the Huo family. When A Zhen was alive, I was the wife he was married to by the Mingzhong. A Zhen died, and I am also him. The only survivor. I am the only one who lives and die, the Huo family grandma is my only person. Huo Yizhen was my person when he was alive, and when he died, he is still a ghost under my name. Do you have any opinions?"