Chapter 2017

The more he thought about it, the more relaxed he felt, and the more pleasant he was to see Zheng Rongyang. By the way, he also felt that Su Xueyuan was not as hateful as before.

On the contrary, when I saw Liu Suwen, I only felt that this was a Dou who could not be helped up. On such an occasion, she would only throw away his person, just like her useless son.

Then, at ten o'clock, the official start.

The hall was quiet because everyone knew what they were coming for.

Zheng Chaoyang pushed Zheng Weitan's wheelchair, walked slowly from the corridor in the middle of the chair to the place where Bai Qingqiu's photos were placed, and handed the microphone to the other party's hand.

Zheng Weitan looked at the people sitting below,

except for reporters, most of them were familiar to him. Some were new business elites in recent years, some were entrepreneurs who had been working in the complex metropolis of Minjiang for a long time, and some were the second generation who were born with a gold key and relied on their own strong capital 。

Zheng Weitan looked at them. Even though he was sitting in a wheelchair, he was satisfied and felt that he was above these people.

because as long as he could move, he could immediately return to Zheng's family and control power. What's more, he has a good son. He does not say filial piety to him, but also has great trust in him. Even with the help of Bai Qingqiu's death for ten years, he wants to restore his reputation. How can he disappoint his son?

Zheng Weitan held the microphone, although the heart was satisfied to the extreme, but his face showed a sad look.

"First of all, I would like to thank you for coming today to attend the 10th anniversary of the death of Qing Qiu. Many of you here are witnesses to Qingqiu and me. Like you, I have often missed Qingqiu in the past years. She is a beautiful woman, a gentle lady. In the days when I lost her, I couldn't take the shock. Even today, every time I think about it, I feel terrible. "

Zheng Weitan said, put the microphone aside, eyes red, forced out tears.

Then, as if he couldn't speak, he put the microphone to his mouth several times, but as if he couldn't control his emotions, he couldn't say it at all, and he covered his face and cried bitterly.

After a while, Zheng Weitan picked up the microphone.

At least in this environment, a lot of people really felt deep sadness.

"Unconsciously, it has been ten years since Qingqiu passed away. I can't change this fact, but I have not changed my miss for her. May she be all right in heaven, and wait for me, an old fellow. Maybe I'll find her sometime. Here, I would also like to thank our two sons, that is, duo Yang, who has now grown up and become such an excellent person.

I think, if Qingqiu knows, he will be as proud of his existence and growth as I am. Finally, I would like to thank you again. Thank you for coming to attend the death of Qingqiu for ten years. Let's miss her together

At the end of this speech, Zheng Weitan choked and could not speak. He covered his eyes and wiped the nonexistent tears, listening to the applause below.

He was very satisfied with his performance and could imagine what the reporters would say.

In this way, his appearance in everyone's mind is still the affectionate one. In the past ten years, no one will mention the events of that year, and no one will doubt how Bai Qingqiu died.

Zheng Weitan plays to the end, turning his wheelchair, facing the photos of Bai Qingqiu.

Over the years, he didn't even have to forget. He had money and power and could do whatever he wanted, so he didn't take the time to Miss Bai Qingqiu. At this time, he just felt strange when he looked at each other's photos.

But he still showed the sad photos, hugged his head and wept, wiping the tears that didn't exist at all.

After the play was finished, Zheng Weitan was pushed to the bottom of the stage.

Zheng Shouyang, with a heavy expression, gave him a tissue. Zheng Weitan picked it up and sighed: "I really miss your mother. After so many years, you have grown so big. Seize the sun, you will remember something later. Don't be too sad, or your mother will feel uncomfortable when she looks at it

"OK." Zheng took back his hand and held the rest of the tissue tightly.

In full view of the public, he walked step by step to the front of his mother's picture.

Unlike Zheng Weitan, he didn't cry, and his face didn't show much grief. He was just looking at everything around him, looking at the auditorium he had set up by himself, as if innocent autumn were here, looking at him with cunning eyes in some corner, or secretly telling him that he had bought the right flowers.

The red rose, blazing feelings, and Bai Qingqiu seem to be irrelevant, but so similar.

Zheng takes a deep breath and looks at Zheng Weitan.

This man's hypocritical words just now made many people's eyes red, how ridiculous ah, Zheng Weitan's cheek has always been thick, no, that person has no face to speak of.Otherwise, how could you have the audacity to say that?

Just as he looked at the past, Zheng Weitan also saw him. The other side's eyes were filled with grief and encouragement. He really hid all the hypocrisies and hid them deeply.

If he had not known everything in advance, Zheng would not have doubted him.

"Thank you for coming." Zheng opened his mouth slowly and bowed deeply.

"My mother passed away for ten years. Ten years is very long and seems very short, because everything about her is so familiar to me. Many of you are her old friends, who told me a lot about her past and gave me a fresh mother to let me know that my mother was such a person. Thank you very much. "

Zheng Chengyang said in a low voice. His eyes hovered over the people below, and finally fell on Zheng Wei tan.

He looked at each other, motionless said: "my mother died very suddenly, that day I was not at home, when I came home, I learned the news. It was a big blow to me. I once hated myself for it. Why didn't I accompany her that night. Later, when I learned something, I hated myself even more. If I was there, I would not give anyone the chance to hurt him. If I had known the truth of all that earlier, perhaps she would not have been smiling so long in front of me