Chapter 1075

Others in the Ye family also noticed Ding Yiyi, and Xia Youxin reluctantly nodded towards her.

A smaller figure walked out of the crowd, Ding Yiyi's eyes lit up, "Chu Qing! Are you back from France?"

"Brother Chuyun, sister Yiyi!" Ye Chuqing was wearing a black gauze skirt. Due to the occasion, he could only greet her in a lowered voice. Behind her, Hai Zhuoxuan stayed close. After all, they were related before, and Xia

Youxin asked them to come back from France to express their condolences, even though they didn't know Mo Shuangling.

"Are you okay?" While Ye Chuyun and Ye Chuqing were chatting, Hai Zhuoxuan put a little smile on his face.

Ding Yiyi nodded and asked, "What about you?"

Hai Zhuoxuan did not answer, but turned to look at Ye Chuqing with a gentle expression. This gentleness made Ding Yiyi think that he had let everything go.

Hearing her question, Hai Zhuoxuan's eyes gradually darkened. Did he let it go? No, the wound was still there, he just let it scab over slowly.

At the funeral, everything looked so orderly, and everyone seemed to have heavy sadness on their faces. Ding Yiyi accidentally saw a man playing with his mobile phone impatiently with his head lowered. The next second he put away his mobile phone, he was replaced by grief.

The look on her face showed that she was not only sad for the person lying in the coffin.

Feeling that tears were about to flow out, she turned her head slightly and said to Ye Chuyun, "I'm going to the bathroom."

She fled in confusion. The restroom in the cemetery was built in a very remote place. It was just a white-painted room. The surrounding area was very clean, but not many people were willing to come here.

Ding Yiyi washed her face and walked out. Suddenly she felt footsteps coming behind her. She quickened her pace, and the footsteps behind her also gradually quickened. She turned back sharply, and a few meters away, Mo Xiaonong stared at her.

"Auntie." Ding Yiyi let out a long breath, and relaxed her curled palms into fists, which were already covered with sweat.

"How dare you come here?" Mo Xiaonong looked at her fiercely.

Ding Yiyi said seriously: "Auntie, Shuangling's death really has nothing to do with me. I hope you know this."

Seeing her resolute attitude, Mo Xiaonong had a trace of hesitation in his eyes, and then changed to anger, "I don't care, the last thing she did during her lifetime was related to you. Let me tell you, if you spend 500,000, this matter will be solved."
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