Chapter 2311

The master of ceremonies loudly announced the things that need to be paid attention to in the joint burial, and then relatives and friends of the Jun family came to remember and pay homage, and it was noon in a blink of an eye.

With the sound of several deafening iron cannons, the sad funeral ceremony began. Jun Mengyao walked in the front holding Chi Huan's photo, followed by the young man from the Jun family who was in charge of carrying the coffin.

As soon as they went out, they were surrounded by the media's long guns and short guns.

"Miss Jun, what do you think of the deaths of your daddy and mommy? Please tell me how you feel."

"Miss Jun, Ding Jia has done so many unconscionable things, are you going to just let it go? Don't pursue her legal responsibility?"

"I heard that Miss Jun and that bastard Jun Mengyun lived together when they were young, and they were sent abroad later, so have you been abused by Ding Jia's mother and daughter?"

"Miss Jun, please tell me frankly, don't you really hate your grandpa? After all, he was the one who forcibly separated your daddy and mommy back then, which led to the later tragedy."

Jun Mengyao was in a daze, feeling extremely depressed, and now she had to face the questioning of the media again, her brows furrowed.

She suddenly regretted her original decision, as long as Daddy and Mummy were buried together smoothly, why did she promise Murong Huai to make a big splash and attract these reporters who eat human blood?

They only wanted to dig out the hottest news from her, so that they could be used to write all kinds of eye-catching headlines, but no one wanted to really understand the love between her daddy and mommy.

"Step aside!"

Jun Mengyao said in a cold voice, not intending to answer any ridiculous questions at all.

"Miss Jun, please support our work and answer everyone's doubts, please?"

"Yes, netizens are very concerned about this matter, please spare a little time to clarify."

"I understand Miss Jun's current mood very well. After all, your mother was wronged for many years. Now you must be feeling both happy and sad, right?"

The media reporters refused to let Jun Mengyao go, the microphone was almost stuffed into her face, they just wanted to get the first-hand news.

Jun Mengyao was so disturbed that she was about to yell at them away, but unexpectedly found that they had shifted their target and ran in another direction with the long guns and short cannons in their hands.

"It's Mr. Huai from Murong's family. Why is he here? Did he also come to attend the funeral?"

"Young Master Huai, please ask for your opinion on the old story that is currently the number one hot searched."

"Yes, Young Master Huai, are you here to announce your love affair with Miss Jun?"

Murong Huai didn't have a cold face like Jun Mengyao, but calmly glanced at Pei Chuan who was following behind him, his eyes were not angry and majestic.

Pei Chuan immediately walked out and stretched out his hand to separate the reporters, "I understand everyone's feelings, but our president is here to attend the funeral, so it's not appropriate to talk about this before the funeral. Please give some time, I will talk about it later Answer all your questions.”

The media reporters weighed the pros and cons, and thought of Murong Huai's ruthless disapproval by his six relatives, they immediately died down.

Not only did they put the microphone back, but even those foul words disappeared in an instant, with flattering smiles on all of them.

These reporters come and go in the wind and rain, and they already know who they can't afford, so how could they find it funny at this time?

The appearance of Murong Huai finally stopped the noise of the reporters. Jun Mengyao gave him a grateful glance, and strode forward with Chi Huan's urn in his arms.

"Yao'er, can I accompany you?" Murong Huai discussed in a low voice, but Jun Mengyao refused without hesitation, "Thank you, my mommy will definitely not like me like this. I am her daughter, However, the only thing I can do for her now is to send her to be buried with Daddy. So, please let me be quiet, thank you."

Murong Huai looked at Jun Mengyao with flushed and red eyes distressedly, nodded silently and followed behind her to prevent those blind reporters from messing around.

A group of people left the ancestral house of the Jun family, and soon came to the cemetery dedicated to the Jun family two kilometers away.

The building here is extraordinarily magnificent, and there are many tombstones standing quietly, which are solemn and solemn.

The joint burial ceremony was held in an orderly manner. Jun Mengyao followed the master of ceremonies' instructions and jumped down from the newly dug tomb herself.

She bent down and picked up a handful of loose soil, placed it on the coffin that had just been customized for Chi Huan, and murmured in a low voice, "Mummy, do you feel it? I sent you to be buried with Daddy. This is his breath. "

The cemetery was so quiet that even the reporters who were watching didn't dare to make a fuss, for fear of offending the violent Murong Huai, they all bowed their heads in silent mourning.

Jun Mengyao stood there silently, tears pouring down silently, both relieved and sad.

Her mommy and daddy were finally reunited. The road was extremely difficult and took twenty years.

Murong Huai looked at the extremely sad Jun Mengyao with distress, and stretched out his hand to pull her up, "It's alright, it's time to fill them with soil."

The earth was pouring down one after another, gradually covering Chi Huan's new coffin, and soon a new grave was raised.

Jun Mengyao's tears couldn't be stopped no matter what, she instinctively reached out to look at the coffin more, then retracted it rationally.

For her mommy, this is the best destination.

"Mummy, Daddy must have been waiting for you here for a long, long time. Now that you are finally reunited, I am very happy."

Jun Mengyao murmured in a low voice, "Grandpa said he was coming today, but I stopped him. He has already regretted his arbitrariness and blamed himself for many days. I can't bear to see him hurt again when he is old. You must not That counts, right?"

Jun Mengyao's voice was not loud, almost as weak as a whisper.

But she believed that her mommy would be able to hear it.

There was a breeze in the cemetery, shaking the surrounding pines and cypresses trembling slightly, as if responding to Jun Mengyao's words.

Jun Mengyao, who was in grief, didn't know that even though she prevented Mr. Jun from attending the funeral, he still came secretly.

Just outside the cemetery, there was an extended Lincoln parked. Mr. Jun was sitting in the back seat of the car, crying, with a particularly sad expression.

"Grandpa, wipe your tears." The driver in charge took out a tissue and handed it to Mr. Jun in the back seat of the car, "The funeral is almost over, shall we go back?"

"Wait a minute, I want to take another look at Zhiqian." Mr. Jun shook his head and sighed, "I'm sorry, just wait for me to go down, and then tell Zhiqian and Chi Huan in person."

The driver didn't make any more noise. Losing a child in old age is one of the three hardships in life, and no amount of comfort seems extremely pale.

After the funeral was completed according to the procedure, Jun Mengyao was so sad that she could hardly stand still.

Murong Huai directly picked her up, strode out of the cemetery, and got into his car.

The good news media followed closely, because of Murong Huai's ruthlessness, they didn't dare to make a fuss in the cemetery. Now they ran like crazy, trying to get out of the cemetery for an interview.

However, they mustered all their strength and were out of breath carrying the camera, but they couldn't catch up with Murong Huai who was holding Jun Mengyao.