Huang Qingruo's face was against the cold wall. When she noticed that he seemed to be real, she couldn't help but froze: "Sixth brother, everyone said I'm a slut, why do you want to break lust again?"

Liang Jingbai's cold voice was cold behind her ears: "You asked for it."

"Liang Yu is outside." Huang Qingruo panicked and reminded him to dissuade him.

Liang Jingbai seemed to have never heard of it.

Huang Qingruo felt as if a thin thread was twisting her heart, and her breathing began to be difficult: "No."

"What to pretend?"

His chilled fingertips stirred goosebumps on her skin.

Huang Qingruo shivered and felt suffocated, feeling suffocated as he fell into the deep sea and was surrounded by water pressure: "Liang Jingbai, really, don't."

In an instant, when she came back to her senses, Liang Jingbai had just let go of her like throwing garbage and let her slide to the ground.

Liang Yu outside the door had already walked away.

Liang Jingbai always looked as if he was as scattered as snow in the mountains. He looked down at her for a few seconds with his eyes looking down at the ant from a high place, then wrapped his agarwood beads and walked around his fingers, turned around and opened the door and left.

After escaping, Huang Qingruo breathed heavily, tremblingly tightened the clothes he had just picked up, curled up his hands and feet to hug him.

After a while, she picked up the medicine box on the ground that Liang Jingbai stepped on.

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Liang Shu and the two female guests who came to pay their respects ended up chatting.

"Grandma, it took you so long to take medicine? - Is your face a little bad?"

"I didn't sleep well." Huang Qingruo returned to the brazier to burn paper money.

Liang Shu was suspicious: "No, you weren't that bad before you went to take the medicine, right?"

"You've read it wrong." Huang Qingruo made a silent gesture, signaling him not to chat, and was still in the mourning hall.

"I'll say one more thing." Liang Shu whispered, "Do you know that Liang Yu slept with his distant cousin who came to visit the Liang family?"

Huang Qingruo nodded. At that time, she recognized the screaming female voice belonging to Feng Xiao and Feng Jinhua's distant niece.

"I know you didn't tell me? Such a big gossip." Liang Shu teased, "The grassland on your head is dense enough."

"But now Liang Yu's head is also green and glowing. I'm waiting to see when your engagement can be maintained. The second uncle who made the engagement for you back then was gone." Liang Shu's tone was gloating.

Of course, it was Liang Yu's disaster to be happy.

Liang Shu did not forget Huang Qingruo's experience, and then he was concerned: "I still don't know who the person who intercepted the Hu? I'll check it for you. There were not many people who stayed in the mourning hall for the night last night, so it should not be difficult to check it out."

"No need." Huang Qingruo looked at the ashes in the brazier, "I'll lose money after taking this mute."

Liang Shu wanted to speak but stopped.

The woman in front of her does not have a stunning and strong appearance, but she is definitely a beauty that can be seen at a glance. It is difficult to describe her facial features. Perhaps the four words "beauty in the bones" can be used as the most accurate summary.

It was so beautiful that it felt fragile. Whenever he stared at her, he always thought of ice cracked celadon.

A "world-weary face" that has become popular in recent years, sometimes he also thinks that she is very world-weary, and she is full of world-weary spirit from the inside out.

After a brief thought, Liang Shu never stopped himself: "Ruoru, we are not talking about feudal ideas, but you are a girl after all, and you cannot be taken advantage of by others. Didn't you say you were drugged? If Liang Yu tried to force him, the person who intercepted the Hu was going to implement force him."

Huang Qingruo stretched out his hand to throw paper money from the brazier and forgot to take it back.

Liang Shu hurriedly helped her catch her back: "Auntie, you're so tired that you don't feel any pain?"

"It's okay." Huang Qingruo rubbed the trousers and fabric on her legs, and her long eye feathers trembled slightly, "It's not a strong j. I voluntarily."

Liang Shu opened his eyes wide and suddenly said hoarsely.

This is the third and last day when my second uncle stopped the coffin.

Huang Qingruo flew back to Linjiang yesterday and caught up with today's funeral.

I did the ritual of salvation all morning, and I sent my second uncle to cremate at noon and was buried at three o'clock in the afternoon.

During the burial, several monks recited scriptures to the second uncle's tomb for an hour, and everyone also spent an hour in the cold wind of winter.

The sorrowful and heavy funeral in the afternoon is, the joyful and relaxing funeral in the evening is.

The Liang family is a great man in Linjiang City. "Big" is reflected in two aspects. On the one hand, the family is large, the population is strong, and the roots are mixed; on the other hand, the famous one is great, and the Liang family ranks second in antique business, and no one dares to rank first.

Therefore, there are many relatives and friends from the business world alone, and the scale and pomp of the funeral banquet are impossible to be small.

Not to mention that my second uncle, who had been a century-old student, taught at Linjiang University during his lifetime and worked at Linjiang Museum. He had many students all over the world, and all his students could come to pay their respects.

Huang Qingruo studied under his second uncle and also met several former classmates at the funeral banquet.

However, Huang Qingruo is a cold and withdrawn person, and has always been alone. He had no friendship with classmates before, and now no one comes to greet her. Liang Yu is busy drinking with powerful people from all walks of life and has no time to bother her. Huang Qingruo was lucky to be in peace.

If it weren't for the ride-hailing of Liang Shu, Huang Qingruo would have left early.

Sitting in the corner, she sent a message to Liang Shu in a depressing way: [How long will it take you?]

There is a side door close to the west of the banquet hall. The side door is not closed. Huang Qingruo accidentally saw two people standing in the corridor outside the door.

Feng Xiao and Liang Jingbai.

They stood at each other at half an arm.

Feng Xiao said something while wiping her tears, crying so hard that the pear blossoms were filled with rain were pitying.

Liang Jingbai did not look merciful. He did not say a word, just like a statue of a god on a Buddhist niche and listened to the sufferings of believers in the world.

Huang Qingruo was thinking about how Liang Yu ran to Feng Xiao’s room at night...

Liang Jingbai always seemed to be very sensitive, and once again turned his eyes to see them, colliding with her eyes from afar.

Huang Qingruo was about to open her face when she suddenly saw Liang Jingbai's lips moving.

He seemed to have told Feng Xiao something, and Feng Xiao turned to look at her, then Feng Xiao walked in with anger and walked straight to Huang Qingruo, grabbed a glass of wine on the table, and poured Huang Qingruo's head on it.

Things happened too quickly and suddenly, and Huang Qingruo was unprepared and could not dodge at all.

But Huang Qingruo was not a soft persimmon that could be kneaded by anyone. Even though she was not sure why Feng Xiao was like this, she immediately stood up and grabbed another glass of wine and splashed it on Feng Xiao's face.
Chapter completed!