Refusal to marry a wealthy family: Mrs. Zhuo escaped marriage again

I pursed my lips tightly, not daring to make gestures for a long time.

There was nothing unusual on Gong Shiqi's face, but the gestures she made just now still made me strongly uneasy.

I didn't read the suicide note at first, but now it makes me feel anxious inside.

What exactly was written, why did Gong Shiruo refuse to let me attend the funeral.I'm fidgeting, my hands are crossed helplessly, what should I do, how can I break the deadlock?

Did Gong Shiqi have anything else to say to me? What is she doing here the whole time...

I felt Gong Shiqi reach out and shake me, making me look up at her.

She gestured again and asked me to leave first, and now I was completely panicked, I hurriedly gestured and asked why.

"After all, this is a matter of the Gong family. Elder sister, she doesn't want elder sister Qingqian to worry about her affairs all the time and affect your life."

"It doesn't matter!" I gestured hastily, for fear that Gong Shiqi might not be able to see clearly, I deliberately squatted down, and the gesture became more and more intense, "Shiqi, I beg you, I have to come to the funeral."

"Sister Qingqian, take care of yourself. This is what my sister means. We respect the last wish of the deceased. You should not come." Gong Shiqi stood up after making gestures. She glanced at her and walked towards the door holding her flower go outside.

I stopped and did not catch up.

I think Shiqi is to blame for me, that's why she keeps emphasizing that I don't show up, I'd better not go up to pester her, it's better to let her be alone.

As for the funeral, I'll be there, even if it's sneaky, I'll be there.

three days later.

It was the day of Gong Shiruo's funeral.

I went out early and used Mu Qingyun as an excuse to trick my grandpa. I was taken to the funeral home by him. There were many cars parked at the entrance of the funeral home. When we arrived, there were many people walking inside.

I was caught in the crowd, and when I wanted to go in, I saw the palace father and palace mother at the door. I hesitated again and again, and finally pulled Mu Qingyun to the corner outside the door, quietly watching the door.

"Aren't you going in?"

Mu Qingyun asked me, holding a bouquet of white daisies in his hand.

I shook my head, thinking that I would be satisfied just by looking at it from a distance. Today's weather is not so good, it's a bit cold, and the sky is gray. I just stood there, watching the people who came and went to mourn Gong Shiruo.

I have been depressed since yesterday, and standing here today, I can't breathe even more.

"Qianqian, don't keep making a sad face. Today is the day you send her away. Be happy."

Happy?
But I really can't be happy.

"If you're like this, Shiruo won't be at ease." Mu Qingyun was still comforting me, "For Gong Shiruo's sake, you have to send her away with a smile on your face. Worry about those who are alive, go to another world with peace of mind."

I nodded, and I didn't walk out of the original place until all the people at the door entered the funeral home, and the palace father and palace mother also entered, and stood at the door of the funeral home.

It was not yet noon, and the gusts of wind brought a coolness, which made my body tremble slightly with goose bumps.

"Do you want to go back? Let's go in and have a look."

I stood at the door, shook my head towards Mu Qingyun, put the flowers in my hand at the door, and planned to go back with Mu Qingyun.

When the time comes, I'll go to the cemetery to have a look. I'll see it off on the last trip, so I don't need to go in deliberately. Plus it's lunch time soon, if I don't go back to Mu's house, my grandfather will become suspicious.

"Let's go, Qianqian."

I turned around and followed Mu Qingyun to follow him into the car, but within a few steps, the car stopped.The people in the car came out, and I frowned, looking directly at Mother Zhuo and the man beside her.

How could she have the face to come here? Could it be that she was attending the funeral?

I really want to give a cold pooh, and go over and tear her hypocritical face.

"Hey, isn't this Miss Bai? Outsiders have rumored that Miss Bai killed the daughter of the palace family, why are you still here now?" The man smiled maliciously, and walked towards me a few steps while speaking.

His face is still fresh in my memory. He was there when I went to look for Zhuo's mother in the ward last time.

I frowned in annoyance, and walked towards Zhuo's mother. Although I relapsed, I could still speak a few words in three days. I didn't dare to say more, for fear of causing sequelae.

Seeing Zhuo's mother now makes me feel that I have been silent for so long, and then I will explode.

"Come here with the cheek, do you want to pick a coffin for yourself in advance?" I said coldly, and as soon as I finished speaking, the man next to me laughed.

"As expected of Miss Bai, you still speak so bluntly and sharply. We are here to attend the funeral. You should know the funeral of Gong Shiruo the best."

I rolled my eyes, and my teeth itched even more with hatred.

Are you really ashamed to come?

Does mother Zhuo have any face?

"It's disgusting." I spoke again, my voice was hoarse than before, and Mu Qingyun beside me put his hand on my shoulder and said, "You are not welcome here, don't make fun of yourself, and, this Be careful what you say next time, Mr. Qianqian, we didn't want you to frame me for nothing."

"Huh? Could this be Miss Bai's man? But I remember, isn't Miss Bai's son Zhuo Yan?"

"It's impossible for Yan'er to be with her. A woman like her is not worthy of entering our Zhuo family." Zhuo's mother smiled sinisterly, and sang with the man next to her.

I even wondered if this man was a little boy raised by Zhuo's mother, otherwise why would he follow him all the time.

I withdrew my gaze, disdainful to waste words with Zhuo's mother, I raised my hand and pinched her arm directly, and said in a harsher tone than before, "Old man, get out of here."

Zhuo's mother threw away my hand and scolded me for being uneducated. In front of her, I would rather be a shrew. I didn't hit her in the face. I am already educated enough.

"Awesome, Miss Bai, it seems that you always surprise me."

The man was still nagging, which annoyed me, but Zhuo's mother didn't leave. She took a step forward and deliberately provoked me, "So what if I don't leave? Gong Shiruo's death has nothing to do with me." It's half a penny, she committed suicide, it's just because she can't think about it."

In this case, I can't bear it anymore, and I don't need to bear it anymore.

I directly grabbed Zhuo's mother's hair, raised my foot and kicked her hard a few times.

I move very quickly, in one go.

By the time Mother Zhuo yelled, I had already slapped her on the mouth with a slap, it was a rotten mouth!She actually said the damn thing!
"Miss Bai, stop!" The man got anxious and stretched out his hand to stop me, but with Mu Qingyun around, he couldn't get close to me. I was so angry that my potential was aroused, and I hit Zhuo's mother on the ground a few times. I stepped on her body and slammed my bag on her.

"Bai Qingqian! You still don't stop!"

I stop?
She thinks beautifully.

I hit harder and harder, and I didn't hesitate to bite Zhuo's mother's arm.I was totally punching and kicking her, venting all the grief I've been carrying these days.

Damn her, if I don't care about the law, I want her to die now!
"Miss Bai, stop!"

"Qianqian, stop."

Two voices sounded at the same time, I let go, and when I stood up, I stepped on Zhuo's mother's hand, Zhuo's mother cried after a few times, I kicked her away, and saw Zhuo Yan.

He saw it.

Zhuo Yan saw this scene.

But when did he come, quietly.

My heart beats very fast, I don't know what Zhuo Yan will think of me or think of me.