After a secret marriage, the heir to a wealthy family asks to make it public every day

The next day at work, Song Jinshu felt that the atmosphere in the bureau was very depressing.

The director in charge came over and said that Liang Xinjie's parents did not agree to an autopsy, so a memorial service was held today.

"Jinshu, hurry up and notify us. The memorial service will be held at 10:30 a.m. We will gather at 9:20 and leave at 9:30. Just leave one person on duty in the office." The director in charge said to Song Jinshu, "By the way, just notify us verbally, don't send it to the work group."

Song Jinshu nodded, "Okay!"

"Let's notify them separately!" Li Yuan took the initiative to say, and then assigned offices to himself, Song Jinshu and Su Pengpeng.

In more than ten minutes, they had sent out all the notices, and most people said they would go, but were unwilling to give gifts to Liang Xinjie's unreasonable father.

Back in the office, Song Jinshu told Zhang Qiming what everyone was thinking, and Zhang Qiming asked her to talk to the director in charge.

After talking to the director in charge, he said, "The director has thought of it, so you don't have to pay, just send people. Jinshu, ask Li Yuan and Pengpeng to buy a wreath, and we will send a wreath in the name of the whole bureau."

At 10:10, people from their bureau arrived at the funeral home and saw only a few people.

Seeing that no one was there to help, Li Yuan and Su Pengpeng put up the wreaths themselves, hung elegiac couplets on them, and placed them in the mourning hall.

When they saw Liang Xinjie in the portrait, they felt very upset and quickly walked out and joined the main group.

"Jinshu, come here." Luo Yiping called Song Jinshu.

She hurried over, "Director."

"Come with us to visit Liang Xinjie's mother." Luo Yiping handed her an envelope, "Tell her mother that this is a small gift from the bureau. No need to write down the bill."

Song Jinshu took the envelope and followed the director, deputy director and others to the funeral home lounge.

Before they reached the door, they heard a woman crying miserably, "My child! You are so cruel! Why did you abandon your mother?"

Luo Yiping paused, and the others stopped as well.

"Jinshu, you go in first." Luo Yiping turned around and greeted Song Jinshu who was walking at the back.

Song Jinshu walked to the front and pushed the door open first. Luo Yiping, who was following closely behind her, immediately grabbed the door handle, and the person behind him quickly took over and pulled the door.

Looking at Luo Yiping, Song Jinshu quickly walked to Liang Xinjie's mother and said, "Auntie, our Director Luo and his colleagues are here."

Liang's mother stopped crying and was about to stand up when Luo Yiping stopped her, "Don't move! Sit down!"

Liang's mother looked at Luo Yiping with tears in her eyes, "Thank you, leaders, and thank you all for your support for our Xinjie..."

The word "care" was never uttered.

Luo Yiping sighed, "Take care of yourself!"

He turned and walked out, and Song Jinshu handed the envelope to Liang's mother, "Auntie, this is a little gift from the bureau."

"Child, what's your name?" Liang's mother suddenly asked.

Song Jinshu replied: "Song Jinshu."

"You are Song Jinshu?" Liang's mother looked at Song Jinshu with tears in her eyes and said softly, "You are Song Jinshu?"

Song Jinshu nodded, "Auntie knows me?"

"Xinjie told me about you." Liang's mother nodded, "Child, you are doing well!"

Song Jinshu said softly: "Auntie, take care!"

At half past ten, the director in charge of Liang Xinjie's office read the eulogy, and everyone lined up to enter the hall to pay their respects to the deceased.

Liang Xinjie's mother cried heartbreakingly, and if someone hadn't supported her, she wouldn't have been able to stand.

All the female comrades from the bureau started crying, with Qi Miner crying the hardest.

After coming out, she hugged Song Jinshu and said, "Jinshu, Liang Xinjie and her mother are so miserable! Her father didn't even show up, it's too much!"

Song Jinshu patted Qi Miner on the back and couldn't say anything.

It turns out that life is so fragile and it is so easy for a person to leave this world.

Suddenly, a shrill cry came from the hall, "My child, you died so unjustly! Xinjie, how can I live if you leave me? Xinjie, please don't abandon me!"

"Let's go back!" Luo Yiping led everyone away.

After getting in the car, Qi Miner said with emotion: "Just leave like that!"

Song Jinshu said softly: "Those who left are gone, but what about those who survived?"

"It was mainly because she left in this way that her mother couldn't bear it," said another colleague.

Qi Min'er recalled the crazy scene of Liang Xinjie that day, "She was like that that day because she was under too much pressure. She must have had that plan at that time."

"Min'er!" Song Jinshu held her hand and shook his head at her.

Qi Min'er understood what Song Jinshu meant and nodded, but two lines of tears rolled down her eyes again.

After returning to the bureau, Luo Yiping returned to his office and closed the door.

Sitting on the sofa, he took out his mobile phone and looked at the chat history on it: Director Luo, hello! Sorry to bother you! You are the most perfect opposite sex I have ever met in my life!

Luo Yiping: Don’t send random messages, as this will cause unnecessary misunderstandings!

Liang Xinjie: I’m leaving soon, so I’m telling you this.

Luo Yiping: What do you mean? Where are you going? Aren’t you getting married tomorrow?

Liang Xinjie: Yes, I am getting married tomorrow! Sorry to bother you!

Luo Yiping: Don’t think too much, just prepare to be a happy and joyful bride!

Angelica Leung: Thank you!

After staring at the phone screen for a long time, Luo Yiping deleted the chat history.

When he saw Liang Xinjie collapsed at the wedding scene, Luo Yiping finally understood what Liang Xinjie meant by the WeChat message she sent at that time.

It turned out that she was saying goodbye to him, she was saying goodbye to the few beautiful things in her heart.

It turned out that Luo Yiping was the image of a good man in this girl's mind, and she couldn't help but disturb him before leaving this world.

She is nostalgic for this world, but she is also afraid of it.

She was scared of her fiancé and his cronies who assaulted her, she was scared of her father who wouldn't let her break off the engagement and beat her, and she was even more scared of the unknown married life.

But she had no one to talk to, not even her parents supported or protected her.

She mustered up the courage to send him a WeChat message, but she couldn't say anything. He thought she was harassing him and didn't ask any further questions.

It was not until he watched her collapse on the stage in her wedding dress that he realized that she had once regarded him as her final salvation.

But he knew nothing about what she had been through during this period. Even if he knew, he was powerless and could do nothing for her.

Faced with such an outcome, Luo Yiping felt very guilty. If he had known, perhaps he could have said it in a warmer way.

Such a young girl passed away quietly like that.

Her parents didn't even dare to let the police do an autopsy, and her father wouldn't even attend her memorial service. She had lived for more than 20 years, and it seemed like she had no meaning at all.

He couldn't help but wonder, what else could he do for this poor girl?