Chapter 756： funeral

She thought that he would say to save him for life so that he could have more stories with Luo Yuyao.

After all, he hurt the Five Treasures of Dabao before and almost killed Mu Jingchen. He knew better than her the hatred of him in her heart.

But he moved slowly to come in front of her, looking at her very seriously.

"For our previous grievances, I know that an apology can't offset your hatred of me. Now that I am like this, it is also retribution.

Of course, don’t get me wrong, I did not apologize to you, nor will I apologize to you. You betrayed me before, and that is the punishment you deserve! "

The boss of the agent is still arrogant even though he is now in despair.

He lived his entire life and never bowed his head to anyone, let alone her.

She looked at him as he was taking it for granted, her hands that fell on her thighs were tightly clenched.

The agent boss noticed the faint anger on her face and suddenly laughed.

"You don't have to look at me like that. Now, Mrs. Ling is your worst enemy.

I am like this now, you can kill me to vent your anger at any time. "

He has a very calm tone, and he has obviously looked down upon life and death.

The spy boss's life is very pretentious.

Who knows, but it's just a **** in Mrs. Ling's hands that is played at will.

The gap in his mind can be imagined.

He has been proud of all his life, and will not linger on living.

She reduced the anger on her face and calmed her mood, knowing that now is not the time to resolve personal grievances.

Looking at the agent boss, she asked: "Did you just ask me to promise you a condition, let's talk about it, what condition?"

He looked at Bai Liyue's eyes, lowered his eyelids, and whispered in a low voice: "After the matter is over, tell Yu Yao that the real Ling Mohan is dead long ago."

She raised her eyes in surprise, looked at him and asked, "Why? You obviously like her very much."

He laughed suddenly, a little sad.

Raising his hand to touch the bandage on his face, he said firmly: "If you ask so much what to do, promise me to do it.

When the time comes, if you want to kill or kill you, but don't let her see me again. "

After a few seconds of silence, she nodded.

"Well, I won't let her see you again. After tomorrow, I will tell her that you are dead."

Leaving this sentence, she turned and walked out.

In the empty room, only the agent boss stood alone in front of the window, staring at the darkness outside.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

...

Early the next morning.

Lingjia.

Today is Ling Wenhua's funeral ceremony.

When the sky fell, the servants of Ling's family had already got up and were busy with the preparations for today.

At the same time, Mrs. Ling walked out of the room yawning.

Today, she has no makeup specially and looks a little haggard.

When Mo Xiao walked upstairs, he saw Mrs. Ling coming out of the room and strode over.

"Madam, why did you get up so early? There are still a few hours before the funeral begins. You can rest a little longer.",

Mrs. Ling waved her hand and said, "No, it's his funeral today. After finishing this work, I can rest as I want."

While speaking, Mrs. Ling yawned and looked a little sleepy.

Mo Xiao hurriedly helped her walk downstairs, and said with concern as he walked: "Ma'am, you look a little tired. Didn't you rest last night?"

Mrs. Ling, who came downstairs, walked directly to the Ling's restaurant.

A dozen exquisite breakfasts have already been prepared on the dining table.

Mo Xiao helped Mrs. Ling to sit at the dining table. Mrs. Ling raised her hand and rubbed her temples, and said, "It's strange to say that I couldn't fall asleep over and over again last night.

My eyelids are jumping fiercely, Mo Xiao, do you think anything will happen today? "

Mo Xiao smiled, thinking that Mrs. Ling was unreasonably worried.

"Madam, don't think too much about it. It's just a funeral. What can happen?

Besides, all the people we should get rid of have already been got rid of, and no one will fight against your wife again in the future. "

Even so, Mrs. Ling stared at the rich breakfast table in front of her, but she felt tasteless.

"I always feel a strange feeling in my heart, Mo Xiao, is there nothing going on in Yujing Bieyuan?"

"Madam, yesterday, Bai Liyue was placed in a cemetery on the outskirts of Jiangcheng by her family. Chen Lang saw her family go to worship."

After Mo Xiao finished speaking, Mrs. Ling turned her head and asked, "So fast?"

"Bai Liyue is now notorious and died in Jiangcheng. It is reasonable for the Mu family to ask her to be buried earlier.

After all, that old man Mu is not her own grandfather, so he is naturally afraid of hurting the Mu family.

Besides, I've already inquired about the Mu family's stepmother Mu Jingchen's now, and that stepmother has always disliked Bai Liyue.

If Bai Liyue's body was taken back to Mu's house on a murder charge, it is estimated that the stepmother would not let her in even the door.

Therefore, it is not surprising that the Mu family buried her in Jiangcheng as soon as possible. "

With Mo Xiao's analysis, Mrs. Ling felt that she had been talking about it.

After all, Bai Liyue was still charged with murder.

Mu's family is also a big family in S City, so naturally they are afraid of being insulted by some stigma.

In the final analysis, Bai Liyue is a foreigner. There is no need for the Mu family to transport her corpse all the way back. On the contrary, it will be criticized by outsiders.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Ling didn't ask any more questions, but asked, "What about her family? Just accepted the news of her death so peacefully?"

"Madam, Bai Liyue is a murderer, and her family should be right. What if they don't accept it? Is it possible that they dare to come to the house to make trouble?

That old man Mu is an old man in the mall, and now he is in Jiangcheng again, he naturally has a spectrum in his heart, and he will never come to make trouble.

Madam, don’t worry. Today’s funeral will never go wrong. "

Mrs. Ling also felt that she was too sensitive after hearing Mo Xiao's words.

Now that everyone who hindered her has been removed, she doesn't have to worry about it at all.

After taking a sip of the milk on the table, she glanced upstairs.

"Master hasn't gotten up yet?"

"Yes, Master usually only gets up at seven in the morning, and it's still early."

As soon as Mo Xiao's voice fell, he saw Ling Mohan walking downstairs.

He was dressed in a black suit and there was no expression on his face, which gave his cold face a little more air-conditioning.

It was the first time he got up so early.

Seeing him coming downstairs, Mrs. Ling said to him, "Mo Han, you are up, come, let's have breakfast together."

Ling Mohan did not refuse, walked straight into the restaurant and sat across from Mrs. Ling.

However, he didn't say a word, picked up the bowls and chopsticks on the table, and began to eat elegantly.

He always had this expression, so that Mrs. Ling couldn't guess what he was thinking.

Seeing Ling Mohan eating breakfast slowly, Mrs. Ling looked gloomy and said, "Mo Han, your father's body has been sent to the funeral home.

Just waiting for the funeral to be held for a while, the funeral process will be followed, and after all the guests have finished their condolences, they will be cremated and buried. "