My Third Gentleman

Chapter 687 Funeral (9)

"Weiwei, the sorrows change smoothly."

Hearing this long-lost but familiar voice, Xia Ziwei finally raised her head, her sore eyes fell unsuspectingly into Tang Mubai's concerned eyes, her nose was sour, and tears flowed down her cheeks. Down.

Surrounded by so many people, Tang Mubai was the only one who really cared about her. The other relatives said something in form at most, and went to find Xia Muxue. He didn’t even want to talk to her. For the first time, he felt, People are really social animals, and it is not enough to live on their own. At least on such occasions, being deliberately alienated is a very painful thing.

She was grateful for Tang Mubai's caring gaze. Without her father, she should be the saddest among these people, but no one comforted her.

"Thank you, I'm interested."

Her voice was choked, and Tang Mubai was more like her only family at this time, her only support, her tears were instantly missing.

Tang Mubai handed a paper towel, thinking she was overwhelmed, and comforted a few more words, "You can't come back from death, Weiwei, you have to be strong."

Xia Ziwei cried even harder when she took the tissue. She didn't expect that the last person who really cared about her turned out to be Tang Mubai, who only had Jing Wushuang in his heart, who hurt her many times and was hurt by her many times.

"I'm fine, thank you Tang Mubai."

Xia Ziwei choked, except that she didn't know what to say.

...

"Why did Wushuang's uncle go so suddenly?"

Jun Xiang was also shocked when he heard what Su Ran said. Such a car accident took away such a fresh life, which is too impermanent.

Mu Jinchen turned around and put his hands on the windowsill. Not far from the hill, the whole hill is densely packed with graves, arranged in an orderly manner. There are also many such unexplained deaths buried in it.

"I also want to know why, and I am also looking for this answer, the death of uncle does not rule out the possibility of homicide..."

"what did you say?"

Before Mu Jinchen's voice fell, he was inserted by a voice that was supposed to be gentle but not calm at the moment.

Such a voice did not come from Jun Xiang. The two turned their heads at the same time, with Tang Mubai in a black suit standing behind them.

"coming?"

Tang Mubai has a lot of origins with the Xia family, and he should come here for a sacrifice because of his emotions and reason. It is not surprising that he appears here.

He nodded, walked to them, and asked, "You just said that the death of uncle was his death?"

Mu Jinchen glanced quietly behind him, and no one else took his gaze back. He was too careless just now. If it was not Tang Mubai who came by, and was heard by others, he was afraid that there would be no wind and waves again.

"Don't worry, I only found you here. There are no outsiders. Let's move on to the topic just now. I shouldn't be excluded by you, right?"

Mu Jinchen glanced at him. Since he returned to take over Hongji, he has often appeared in the financial page, saying that there are many talents in S City, and Guo’s grandsons have learned to return from overseas. Hongji’s burst into the sky is just around the corner, and his breath of talent is gradually disappearing. , Now it is more and more biased towards businessmen.

Since he was really concerned about this matter, he didn't hide it from him, "Uncle's death was man-made, not an accident. I have sent a private investigator to check it, but there is no progress for the time being."

(End of this chapter)