The old monk Su Chenji chatted endlessly in Tanwan's ears as if he were chanting sutras.
Tan Wan couldn't listen anymore: "Okay, okay, how can you inflate other people's morale and destroy your own prestige like this?"
After leaving Su Chenji and returning to Li Jue, the ceremony was about to begin.
Li Jue stood sideways beside Tan Wan and asked, "What did Su Chenji say to you just now?"
Tanwan looked up at him and pretended to be mysterious: "Secret."
For the rare time, the man did not ask further questions, but stood quietly beside her, reminding her softly: "The ceremony is about to begin. Stay by my side and don't wander around."
"Yeah." Tan Wan responded softly and perfunctorily, and the words that Brother Su just said and that Li Jue kept giving in to him kept coming to his mind.
While waiting in the hall, Su Jing and Tan Wan inadvertently looked at the man beside her, and the bruises on the corners of his mouth were clearly visible.
Could it be that his reaction to Li Jue's disgust was too great? Did you really go too far by attacking him...
A burst of noise interrupted Tan Wan's thoughts. When he looked up, he saw that the master of ceremonies who was presiding over the funeral process had come on stage.
According to the funeral process, after the master of ceremonies has read the eulogy, the guests have paid their respects, and the family members have seen the last face of the deceased, they need to hammer nails into the wooden coffin with their own hands and send their loved ones to be cremated.
When the master of ceremonies said, "Invite family members to come on stage," Tan Wan didn't react yet and stood still.
Everyone looked at Tanwan one after another. Seeing that she was still in a daze, Han Beiya quickly hit Tanwan with her shoulder and said, "Come up, the family members are going up to nail the coffin."
She didn't react until Li Jue put the coffin nails in her hands and pushed her forward.
Tan Wan took the long nail in his hand, and the cold touch of the long nail spread into his palm.
She walked towards the coffin step by step, the complex emotions in her heart were difficult to describe.
I heard that after Tan Zongyuan beat himself up in the hospital that day, he died not long after being overly excited or having various body function indexes fluctuate due to other reasons.
The coffin lid covered half of Tan Zongyuan's body, leaving only his peaceful face exposed.
After death, the body loses a lot of water, the muscles shrink, and the skin on the arms wrinkles slightly.
At this moment, Tan Zongyuan's body was sunk in the flowers of the coffin. He was thin and dry. He was no longer as majestic and tall as he had been in life, and had also lost his aggressiveness. He looked kinder, which was completely different from the image of Tan Zongyuan in Tan Wan's memory.
Tan Wan stood by the coffin and looked at him quietly. What would he have been thinking before he died? Would he have expected that she was the one organizing the funeral? If so, Tan Zongyuan might have to die in peace.
Just as the nails were being hammered into the coffin, Tan Xue's voice suddenly sounded from behind everyone.
Tan Xue burst into the auditorium, "Talking to the evening, you bastard! What qualifications do you have to nail daddy's coffin!"
Tan Xue stared at Tan Wan with an angry face, clenched her hands into fists and wanted to rush towards them. Fortunately, Li Dongliao and others saw that something was wrong and stopped them in time.
"Miss Tan, calm down!" Li Dongliao comforted, "Today is Uncle Tan's funeral. Even if you have any emotions, you shouldn't show them in a place like this!"
Tan Wan turned around and quietly watched Tan Xue going crazy: "If you want to go crazy at Tan Zongyuan's funeral, I won't stop you, but please keep your mouth clean, unless you still want to go to a detention center."
Everyone was talking and pointing at Tan Xue who suddenly broke into the auditorium.
Seeing someone being unfavorable to her best friend, Han Beiya immediately spoke up for Tan Wan: "Tan Xue, have you made enough trouble? Your mother has run away. If Wanwan hadn't helped Tan Wan organize the funeral, Uncle Tan would still be in the hospital right now. There’s no one taking care of the morgue!”
"I think she is just thinking about my father's inheritance!" Tan Xue shouted angrily, "Tan Wan is not my father's daughter at all!"
Everyone looked sideways and started talking privately.
"Is your brain broken after staying in the detention center for too long? Why are you talking nonsense?" Han Beiya walked up to Tan Wan and comforted her, "Wan Wan, ignore her, she is crazy."
Tan Xue laughed darkly and took out the adoption certificate from her pocket.
"Uncles, look at this adoption certificate. I found it when I was sorting out my dad's belongings. It clearly says that she was adopted by my dad!!"
As soon as these words came out, Li Dongliao and Han Beiya were stunned and looked at Tan Wan at a loss.
Not to mention other people, even Tan Wan himself was stunned: "You said...what?"
Li Dongliao controlled Tan Xue, and Han Beiya snatched the adoption certificate from her hand.
It was a red booklet. Han Beiya snatched the booklet, opened it and looked at it carefully. She was speechless for a moment and looked at Tan Wan blankly.
After receiving the message from Han Beiya's eyes, Tan Wan was shocked and said, "Beiya, show it to me!"
The surface of the red booklet is dark red. From the appearance, it looks like it is old.
After opening it, there was a certificate inside, with five large characters written on the top: Adoption Registration Certificate.
Li Jue stayed with her, gently holding Tan Wan's shoulders and looking at the certificate with her.
"It may not be true, it may be a forgery." Li Jue comforted softly in Tan Wan's ear.
Li Dongliao also echoed Li Jue's words: "Yes, these days it's as easy to forge a certificate as it is to eat. I'll find the relevant agency to identify it. This must be a forgery by that girl Tan Xue!"
Tan Wan's eyes were always staring at the certificate in his hand. The seal on it had become a little faded over the years.
The seal is there, it doesn't look like a fake.
Such a small book seemed extremely heavy in my hands, and my head felt like the world was spinning.
She didn't know how the funeral ended later. She only knew that Li Dongliao and others detained Tan Xue for provoking trouble.
Tan Wan was in a trance. When she came to her senses, she had already returned to the manor.
She sat in the bathtub, letting the water from the shower head pour on her body, and her head was empty.
After taking a shower, I wiped off the water stains on my body, put on my bathrobe and walked aimlessly down the corridor in the evening, and unknowingly came to the door of Li Jue's study.
Li felt that the door to the study room was closed, and his voice on the phone came from inside.
"Hurry up and check whether the matter is true. This matter needs to be done quickly. I want to give her an explanation."
Facing the sound, Tan Wan opened the door and walked in. He stood at the door and looked at Li Jue: "You don't need to worry."
Hearing Tan Wan's voice, Li Jue turned around, looked at her, and whispered to the other end of the phone: "If you have something to do, hang up first."
He hung up the phone and took off his clothes without saying a word and put them on her body: "It's cold at night in the manor, so you don't have to worry about catching a cold if you wear something so thin, right?"
Ever since Tan Xue rushed out and said what she said at the funeral, Tan Wan has been distracted. She staying like this for a long time will inevitably make Li Jue worried.
"I'm fine." She followed the man's movements, wrapped up her clothes, and said with a wry smile, "I just can't digest this at once, I need to slow down."
Li Jue: "Don't think too much about it first. I told you that the certificate may not be true."
