There is a Breeze When He Laughs

  Chapter 132 President of Lu Group

"Ms. Zhou, you said that I was nurtured, right? Since I have been nurtured, why do you still carry such a cheap bag and wear brand clothes that you can't even look down on?" Wen Yiren still laughs harmlessly, but his voice is clear. Coldness.

  For Shang Wen's pleasant and beautiful eyes, for some reason, Zhou Tong actually felt scared.

  The inexplicable chill made her tremble all over.

   "Then, it may be that you shake it out for the sake of your own care, deliberately."

   "Hehe, there are good things I want to show off every day, but deliberately keep a low profile? Miss Zhou, you really don't understand me."

   "You're just arguing, your funder has called me..."

  "Okay, Xiaotong, we are not here today to hear how you slander the pleasant. We should cremate Lin Wanqiu's body right away. If you don't want to go in, just wait here." Zhong Yu frowned and scolded sharply.

   Zhou Tong's eyes suddenly reddened, and he looked at Zhong Yu very aggrievedly, "You are just his ex-boyfriend. She doesn't like you at all. A woman like her is very bothersome!"

  "Xiaotong, I'm so disappointed in you." Zhong Yu suddenly said seriously, without looking at Zhou Tong again, "Yiren, let's go in."

Wen Yiren nodded very well, and deliberately moved to Zhong Yu's side and walked forward side by side with him.

  "Prosecutor Zhou, this..." The two policemen who had been eating melons for a long time became embarrassed. The chief is the uncle of this man. Prosecutor Zhong Yu can ignore it, they can't!

  Zhou Tong took a deep breath and stomped his feet vigorously, "I'm going back to the prosecutor's office, you tell Zhong Yu, I will not help him in this matter, let him take care of himself!"

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  The decoration of the funeral home is more luxurious than some hotel lobbies.

  Stepping on the marble floor, Wen Yiren can even see his reflection clearly.

   "It's so clean here."

   "The funeral parlour is a special place, and the cleanliness can also alleviate the fear in the hearts of the people who come and go."

  Wen Yiren glanced at Zhong Yu, and it was the first time he heard of such a fallacy.

  But it is true that it looks like a haunted house when it is dirty, not to mention that this place is used to deal with dead bodies.

  With Zhong Yu's ID photo, the two successfully got permission to visit Lin Wanqiu's body. They followed the staff to prepare to go to the morgue, when the huge glass door was suddenly pushed open.

   Immediately afterwards, two men in suits came in, especially the one who walked in front, noble and elegant, walking calmly, coupled with the handsome face of resentment, which immediately caused a lot of commotion.

  Why did Lu Shixiu also come in?

  In the midst of consternation, Lu Shixiu had already walked over his slender legs, and Wen Yiren realized that he was still holding a bouquet of flowers.

  Should you take the initiative to say hello?

  What if someone ignores it?

   But if he greeted him first, wouldn’t it cause misunderstanding?

  After a series of internal struggles, Wen Yiren put her feet together, and politely nodded towards Lu Shixiu, "Hello, Mr. Lu."

  Lu Shixiu gave a cold hum.

   "Mr. Lu, you are here..."

"Visiting relatives."

  Wen Yi was relieved.

   There are many cemeteries in the funeral home, and they are expensive. It is normal for Lu Shixiu to have his relatives buried here.

  But why does she always feel that he is making excuses?

  "Yiren, this is." Perceiving the opponent's super aura, Zhong Yu felt a sense of crisis inexplicably, and subconsciously stepped forward to Wen Yiren, separating Wen Yiren from Lu Shixiu.

   "President of Lu's Group!"

  (End of this chapter)