Marriage can't wait: Gao Leng and Feng Shao bow down

In the early morning, the sky was still dim.

Feng Anyan got up with a serious face, he didn't have much effect for a while, after getting up and washing, he took out a black and solemn formal suit from the closet and changed into it.

Today is the funeral of the He family's parents, Master Feng and Lin Yuru asked him to go with them.

"An Yan, did you wake up so early?" Feng Tian wanted to push open the door of Feng An Yan's room, and asked sleepily.

"Brother, will you knock on the door?" Feng Anyan asked displeased.

"Hey, is there any secret in your room?" Feng Tian wanted to ask while looking around seriously, "Could it be that there are some little pornographic books?"

"Is it possible?" Feng Anyan cast a sideways glance at Feng Tian, ​​and said angrily.

"It seems that there is no such thing." Feng Tian wanted to say disappointedly, "By the way, I won't go today."

"What?" Feng Anyan looked at Feng Tian strangely and thought, Master Feng and Master He have a very good relationship, in order to appear solemn, he originally thought that the whole family would go together.

"You all go to the funeral, I have to stay and look after the company." Feng Tianxiang's face was serious, and he continued, "Recently Gu Chengju has been a little restless, you'd better be careful."

"I know that." Feng Anyan naturally guarded against Gu Chengju, nodded and asked again, "Did father agree?"

"I agree, it's just An Yan, the He family's funeral is very uneven, when necessary, don't be petty, don't look at Mu Lan alone..." Feng Tian wanted not to continue, but Feng Anyan already understood him the meaning of.

"Don't worry, even for the sake of my parents, I won't let others bully her." Feng Anyan casually found a reason.

Feng Tianxiang nodded in satisfaction, yawned and said: "Then I'll go back to sleep first."

"You stayed here because you wanted to sleep, right?!" Feng Anyan couldn't help but said, but what answered him was the sound of Feng Tianxiang's closing the door.

Feng Anyan shook his head, arranged his attire, and went downstairs, only to see Lin Yuru arranging Master He's clothes.

"Father, is it really convenient for you to go?" Feng Anyan looked at Master Feng who was sitting in a wheelchair and was still a little worried.

"I have to go if it's inconvenient, I have to see Lao He off." Master Feng said with a sigh.

Feng Anyan nodded, and didn't insist anymore, took the wheelchair from Lin Yuru's hand and said, "Let me carry father into the car."

At this moment, the sun just appeared, without the glare of light, you can see its full and round outline.

Feng Anyan carried Master Feng into the car, and checked the time before getting into the driver's seat, it was just right to go now, he couldn't help but think of He Mulan on the other side, wondering if they had arrived or not.

He Mulan and his party were already on the road at this time. She and Yu Panning were both wearing black clothes and black dresses, with a small white flower pinned to their chests, holding hands with each other.

He Mulan's mood was very low, she just lowered her head without saying a word, and He Zhaoyuan drove to the He Family Ancestral Hall.He also pursed his lips tightly.

"Mulan, cheer up." He Zhaoyuan persuaded.

He Mulan nodded, sat up straight, looked at the road ahead and asked, "Is it almost there?"

"Yes." He Zhaoyuan nodded, and then said, "The Feng family will also come, you..."

"I'm fine." He Mulan said firmly, she was relieved after struggling for a long time last night, she just felt that it was fine to let things happen, she didn't have the heart to care about these matters of love between children.

He Zhaoyuan nodded: "That's good."

After finishing speaking, he turned a corner, and the gate of the He Family Ancestral Hall was right in front of him.

He Zhaoyuan stopped the car, and a few people walked into the ancestral hall, only to see that many people from the funeral company had already arrived, and a large inscription was drawn up in the hall where the funeral was held, and the photos of Master He and Mrs. He were placed on the In front of their urns, they smiled gently in the photo,
"Dad, Mom, I'm late." He Zhaoyuan looked at the photo in a daze and said with a sigh.

As time passed, the ancestral hall gradually became lively. People kept sending wreaths and elegiac couplets, and people who received invitations also came to the funeral scene one after another.

Mrs. He and Mr. He have been charitable and upright all their lives, so many old employees in the company also came to mourn, and there was an endless stream of people.

He Zhaoyuan and He Mulan stood at the door to welcome the guests, and happened to meet Lin Yuru who was pushing Master Feng in.

"Mulan." Lin Yuru called He Mulan lovingly.

Seeing her, He Mulan said, "Auntie, are you here?" Then he greeted Master Feng again.

"Uncle Feng, it doesn't matter if you're inconvenient, so you don't come." He Zhaoyuan said.

"What's the matter? I haven't been able to see your father for the last time, so it's okay to come and see him off?" Master Feng sighed, "Mulan, Zhaoyuan, don't be too sad, you two are still young It's still growing."

"We know, uncle, you too." He Mulan bowed deeply.

"Then we'll go in first." Lin Yuru pushed Master Feng inside.

He Mulan stood up, just in time to see Feng Anyan, and she was startled. She was about to talk to Feng Anyan, but she saw him walk in without looking at her with a cold face.

Although He Mulan felt a little disappointed, she was also used to Feng Anyan's indifference towards her, so she immediately adjusted her mood and continued to welcome guests.

Seeing that the guests had almost arrived, He Mulan and He Zhaoyuan walked into the lobby and stood among the dazzling wreaths, facing the urn of He's parents.

"Mulan, I'll go to the other side first." Yu Panning took He Mulan's hand and looked at her worriedly, afraid that she would not be able to restrain her feelings.

He Mulan smiled and said, "Go, don't worry about me."

"Shao Jiuxing said that he is a bit busy today and may be late." Yu Panning said again, she was mainly worried that someone would make trouble.

"It's okay." He Mulan knew what Yu Panning meant, "I have my brother here."

Yu Panning nodded, and then walked into the crowd on both sides, looking sadly at the portraits of Mrs. He and Master He.

The sound of mourning and music sounded, and He Mulan felt more and more sad when listening to the sad melody. She couldn't help but wanted to cry. Fortunately, He Zhaoyuan was standing by her side all the time, so she could control her emotions well.

The funeral master read the eulogy, and some of the guests around were sobbing softly. He Mulan and He Zhaoyuan both knelt down, and Yu Panning, who was on the side, couldn't help covering their mouths when they saw it.

Just when everything was going smoothly, there was a sudden dissonant noise outside the lobby, which attracted the attention of everyone present.

He Mulan turned around with eyes wide open, and saw a group of people appearing outside the lobby.

"Does the He family have any opinion on our Gu family? Why didn't anyone come to inform me about the death of the master and wife of the He family?" Gu Chengju's annoying voice sounded.

As soon as He Mulan's eyes turned cold, she knew that Gu Chengju would not let this opportunity to make trouble, and He Mulan would be surprised if he didn't come.

He Zhaoyuan also stood up at this time, watching Gu Chengju lead the people leisurely into the lobby.

After entering the lobby, Gu Chengju didn't look for He Mulan directly, but looked slowly at the wreaths placed in the lobby, and then suddenly realized: "Oh, I forgot to write the elegiac couplet, Miss He, please don't blame me. "