"I'm not good, I'm really not good, actually."

Song Ci nestled into his arms, "Let's go and attend the funeral."

"Um."

Song Ci folded his hands and sat in the back seat of the car until he reached the door of Yan's villa. Black and white silk was hung inside and outside.

When Song Ci got out of the car, he saw the butler and He Ming waiting at the door.

He Minghong was presiding over Yan Baichuan's funeral with red eyes.

Song Ci glanced at it and saw a dense crowd of people.

After the Huo family fell in Huacheng, it was completely declared bankrupt. Only m&r was the dominant family. However, m&r deliberately reduced its own momentum and no longer controlled the Yan family.

There were all people in front of Yan's house, but no one saw sadness on their faces. They were all calculations and plans.

The funeral has become a kind of banquet, a place for making relationships in everyone's eyes.

Song Ci sneered, and Huo Muchen hugged her. She was obviously pregnant now, and the clothes she wore were particularly loose.

"Mr. Huo, please come this way, Mrs. Huo."

"We just come to the funeral, worship the deceased, and then leave without staying."

Huo Muchen's words were concise and to the point.

He Ming said nothing and led people to Yan Baichuan's mourning hall.

Huo Muchen held Song Ci's waist, bent down slightly, and worshiped Yan Baichuan.

Afterwards, Song Ci turned around to leave.

A group of people rushed up immediately and introduced themselves one after another.

Song Ci listened to them introducing her family situation with an indifferent expression, feeling completely calm in her heart. After she came to her senses, she said coldly: "The dead are the most important."

She grabbed Huo Muchen and was about to leave. Mr. Yan slowly walked out and said, "Mrs. Huo, stay here."

"Mr. Yan, is there anything else?"

Song Ci did not want to have any interaction with this group of people.

"Take one last look at Bai Chuan. This will grant him his wish. I, an old man, ask you for this one time."

Mr. Yan is getting old, and he is not as energetic as he was a year and a half ago. He even wanted to beat Song Ci, but now he humbly begs Song Ci with his head bowed.

Song Ci responded coldly: "Why should I look at him?"

"Even if I beg you, Bai Chuan deliberately filed a lawsuit with you for your sake and lost half of his company to you so that you could feel at ease. He has the deepest affection for you, no less than anyone else.

He also had his own difficulties and had to make mistakes every step of the way in order to survive."

"Is he taking every step just to drag me into the water?

I'm sorry, I don't hate him, and naturally I won't miss him any more on his way to hell, it's impossible!"

"I..." "Stop demanding too much from me. I, Song Ci, don't owe him anything, and I won't give him any extravagant expectations!"

Song Ci's tone was particularly firm, "I have a husband and a beautiful life in the future. Whether he lives or dies, it has nothing to do with me!"

She turned around and left without mercy.

Huo Muchen did not stop Song Ci, but stayed alone. Yinyu said: "Mr. Yan, don't push yourself too far, do you understand?"

Mr. Yan was silent.

"I love Xiao Ci, and I don't want anyone to stand in her way. If you feel that your life is too comfortable, I can raze the Yan family to the ground and send your whole family to accompany Yan Baichuan."

Huo Muchen smiled disdainfully, "A family just needs to be together neatly, right?"

Mr. Yan's face turned pale, and the remaining descendants of the Yan family shrank back in fear. They tried their best to pull Mr. Yan back, and some even tried their best to apologize to Huo Muchen.

Huo Muchen looked disdainfully and found Song Ci at the door.

Song Ci was sitting on the side of the road, basking in the sun and looking very comfortable.

Suddenly, the top of the head was covered by a shadow.

She opened her eyes and saw Huo Muchen's handsome face gradually approaching, and smiled, "Have you warned Mr. Yan?"

"Well, do you want to go back to Huoyuan for a visit?"

"No, I want to visit Panshi Residence. Can I go on vacation afterwards?"

Song Ci took the initiative to mention.

"Okay, our little Ci can go wherever we want."

Huo Muchen picked up Song Ci and walked to the Maybach, "I can also take you to grandpa's Shanren Pavilion."

"Does grandpa live in the mountains?"

"Xiao Ci is saying that grandpa is a savage?

Then I’m going to tell grandpa.”

Huo Muchen teased her.

"Ah, you actually want to report to grandpa!"

Song Ci hummed, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and immediately called his grandfather.

Grandpa was in high spirits and looked very good. "My little words are beautiful again!"

"yes."

Song Ci covered her face and said, "Grandpa, please stop praising me. If you praise me again, little Mumu will get angry!"

"Humph, whoever cares about him is just a bad kid."

Grandpa said this, but he still asked honestly in his heart: "How is Xiaoxiaomu!"

"It has grown and grown, and finally it has grown. The doctor also said that he should not be allowed to grow too fast, otherwise it will be difficult to give birth."

"Then give him less food and don't tire yourself out."

Grandpa's words were humorous and humorous, which made Song Ci laugh happily.

The car was filled with an atmosphere of joy.

Song Ci suddenly thought of something and hurriedly said: "Grandpa, Xiao Mumu just said bad things about you, saying that you live in Shanren Pavilion and that you are a savage!"

"Xiao Ci, are you talking bad about me?"

Before Song Ci could respond to Huo Muchen, his grandfather attacked him one after another, saying: "I am Shanren Pavilion, so what! The house he used to live in in the mountain was called Mu Miao Boudoir! This word is still the same.

Several friends each gave him a proposal and asked him to stay in the harem. Who knows if he doesn't get married yet, he can get married back!"

Grandpa couldn’t wait to expose all the dirty information about Huo Muchen at once! “Not only that, when he first came here, he couldn’t row, so he had to hold on to the boat. As a result, he overturned the boat, fell into the water, and had to hold on.

He swam ashore and told us seriously that it was too hot and we should go down and take a shower!"

Huo Mu's face darkened.

"When he was a child, little Mumou's skin was very tender. He was always bitten by mosquitoes in the summer. He would catch the mosquitoes and stare at them for most of the night. When asked the next morning why he did this, he said that he wanted to scare them with his majesty.

, I want to kill him as a warning to others!"

Huo Muchen darkened twice! "It's not just that, there are more. When will you come over? Hurry up and bring the baby with you! There is no shortage of anything in Shanren Pavilion. When you give birth, we will fly there too."

of!"

Grandpa seduces Song Ci.

Song Cixiao's abdominal muscles ached.

I guess the little pleaser is also laughing.

Huo Muchenrang couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed the phone and responded in a low voice: "Grandpa, Xiaoci is going to sleep."

"Why should I sleep in broad daylight?"

Grandpa didn’t believe it.

Huo Muchen frowned: "It's the charming spirit in her belly that's going to sleep. Let's talk about it next time. Goodbye, grandpa. You and grandma are well."

Bang - hang up the phone decisively! Song Ci covered his stomach and laughed so hard, "Mr. Huo, it turns out that you were a arrogant person when you were a child!"

"no."

Huo Muchen refused to admit it.

Song Ci looked at him sideways, and Huo Muchen felt the fire running back and forth in his chest.

"Little words."

Huo Muchen reached out and Song Ci immediately shouted: "Ah, murder!"

Huo Muchen didn't care and stretched out his hand to tickle her, "Don't we Xiao Ci want to laugh?

It’s better to laugh all at once!”

"My fault, my fault, hahaha... Husband, don't bully me, okay~" Song Ci desperately begged for mercy.

Huo Muchen bullied her until Song Ci cried.

Don’t get me wrong, it’s just the person laughing and crying in the emoticon.

Laughing and crying at the same time.

The escort cars were all a little surprised. Yan Baichuan was dead, but he could still make his wife cry and laugh at the same time?
Chapter completed!