Mozhai.

Mr. Mo's memorial service was held as scheduled.

The always luxurious villa is now completely covered in white.

The convoy of condolences stretched from the Mo family's old residence to several kilometers away.

Jiang Yian sat in the taxi and looked at the luxury cars parked on the roadside, feeling filled with emotion.

Although many people came here for Mo Beixiao's sake, she believed that more people came here because they felt sorry for and admired Grandpa Mo, the founder of a former business empire.

Soon, the taxi stopped.

When Jiang Yi'an got out of the car and walked into the Mo family's old house, the old house was already full of people.

She couldn't get in, so she could only stand in line at the door and wait to get in.

This wait is one hour.

An hour into the memorial service, a black nanny car parked high-profile at the door of the Mo family's old house.

Qin Hanshuang, who had been constantly missing Mr. Mo and feeling sorry for his grandfather in the news these days, belatedly got out of the car wearing black clothes and sunglasses.

"Miss Qin, you are here!"

Uncle Li came out of the villa excitedly and greeted him.

Qin Hanshuang pretended to be helpless and sighed: "There was a temporary shooting that delayed the time."

As she spoke, she took out a tissue and wiped the almost non-existent tears under her sunglasses: "Is Bei Xiao in there?"

"How far has the memorial service... been held?"

Uncle Li diligently took the tissue that Qin Hanshuang had used to wipe his tears: "It has been going on for a while. Representatives of the Lu family and the Haicheng Lin family and the Gu family have just finished paying their condolences. Now it is the turn of the local wealthy people in Rongcheng."

Qin Hanshuang paused and sighed: "Let's go in."

After saying that, the woman walked around the crowd queuing at the door and walked in through the small door without looking back.

"Miss Qin."

At this time, a clear female voice sounded: "We have been waiting in line here to express our condolences for an hour. You are late, shouldn't you line up with us?"

After the female voice sounded, Qin Hanshuang stopped and subconsciously followed the sound.

Jiang Yi'an also frowned and followed everyone and turned to look over.

About five or six meters behind Jiang Yi'an, a woman wearing black clothes with a white flower on her chest was frowning and looking at Qin Hanshuang, with a bit of coldness in her eyes.

Qin Hanshuang raised his eyebrows and glanced at her: "Luo Yan, long time no see."

In the TV series "The Hate" she previously starred in, Luo Yan was the fifth female lead. When Jiang Sinuo was the second female lead, she kidnapped Jiang Yi'an's daughter and used Luo Yan.

Although the project was shelved in the end due to Jiang Sinuo's death, Luo Yan is also well-known for his involvement in Jiang Sinuo's affairs. He just took on the heroine of a small web drama a few days ago, which can be regarded as a take-off in resources.

But Qin Hanshuang didn't expect that this woman would have the courage to challenge her publicly in a place like this.

"Miss Qin, long time no see."

Seeing that Qin Hanshuang recognized him, Luo Yan's face turned slightly ugly.

But after a moment, she couldn't help but frown, and continued to speak righteously: "But Miss Qin, I think as a public figure, you should abide by the rules."

"We are all here to express our condolences to Grandpa Mo. We are all equal. We have all been waiting in line for more than an hour. Why can you be late and take the back door as soon as you arrive?"

"Are you sick?"

As soon as Luo Yan finished speaking, Uncle Li interrupted her coldly: "Miss Qin is Mr. Mo Beixiao's fiancée and Mr. Mo's future granddaughter-in-law!"

"With her status, she comes to express her condolences to her boyfriend's grandfather. Does she need to line up with a nobody like you?"

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