Silent sadness is more depressing and uncomfortable than crying.
No one spoke, and everyone present lowered their heads.
Si Yanhong, who rushed in, widened his eyes when he saw the scene in front of him. Slowly, he walked over and stood behind Shen Nian. Looking at the woman's shaking shoulders, he felt that his heart also Then it was wrapped in a layer of sadness.
The news of Shen Kun's suicide in prison spread like wildfire and soon became a hot topic. The media rushed over immediately and surrounded the door. Although there were police forces to block and drive them away, everyone still found a way to surround them. Be willing to leave.
Si Yanhong put his hands on Shen Nian's shrugged shoulders.
He motioned to the person next to him, who nodded and covered Shen Kun's body with the white cloth in his hand.
Realizing that they were going to take away her father, Shen Nian suddenly went crazy. She screamed and roared, her eyes red, "Don't touch him."
Her voice was hoarse when she shouted, and no one paid attention to her.
How cruel, how cruel!
Some people really couldn't stand it anymore, and their voices were filled with sympathy,
"Ms. Shen, your father has passed away. Please send me your condolences."
Empty words cannot comfort the families of the deceased, but besides these, what else can be said?
"He didn't leave, he didn't leave. My dad didn't leave. Don't touch him."
During the brief reunion with her father, she had not finished speaking to him what was in her heart. Every time they met, they were so hasty, and Shen Nian hated herself.
She even slapped herself.
Seeing this, Si Yanhong held her hand and Shen Kun's body was carried out.
Shen Nian broke free and ran out with the body. She watched her father's body wrapped in white cloth being put into the police car. Shen Nian was about to rush over when a group of reporters gathered around and blocked her way.
The long spear and short cannon were pointed at her face, "Excuse me, Miss Shen, do you hate your father?"
"Excuse me, Miss Shen, your father has passed away and left so many debts. What are you going to do?"
"It is only natural that a father's debt should be repaid by his daughter."
…
All kinds of sounds were like sharp knives, cutting into her ear nerves.
She looked at the faces in front of her and could no longer hear their voices. She could only see their lips opening and closing. She smiled softly. That smile was so light and gentle.
She spoke every word as if she had exhausted all her strength, "My father is a good father. In the next life, I will be his daughter. Although he has passed away, he will always stay in my heart and memory. I hope Don't write randomly, I will repay the debt he owes."
"How do you pay it back?"
Youmo's voice was quite loud, not like a reporter's.
"I heard that Fu Hanye doesn't want you anymore. The extremely nervous man behind you must be another mistress of yours. For a woman like you who is so free-spirited, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult to find a long-term invoice in the future. Even if No matter how beautiful you are, it's useless. Apart from the Fu family, in Binhai, who can spend more than ten or two billion to fill this huge hole for your father."
Shen Nian smiled instead of getting angry, with an astonishingly loud voice, "Who am I looking for? Does it have anything to do with you? No matter how much debt I owe, if it has anything to do with you, no one wants me. Let me tell you, it's not him Fu Hanye If you don’t want me, it’s me who doesn’t want him.”
"He doesn't live well, and he's cheap. Whoever wants it will be in trouble."
Angry, Shen Nian said without hesitation, "Please get out of the way."
The cold air emanating from Shen Nian's body scared away the people in front of her. They were afraid that she would go crazy, so they automatically backed away.
Shen Nian walked forward step by step. Suddenly, her eyes met a pair of cold and terrifying faces. Those black pupils were condensed with storms, and there were bloodshot eyes, which were slowly overflowing.
She smiled lightly, a peaceful smile on her face.
Straightening her back, she walked over and stared at the man's face intently. His facial features were three-dimensional, he was beautiful, and his eyes were full of violence. Shen Nian smiled mockingly, and traced her fingertips from his neck to his chest. , poked hard again and again.
The beautiful lips opened and closed, "Fu Hanye, I don't want you anymore, please..."
"Get out of my sight, out of my life."
His pale face showed no expression, and every word he spoke was like a knife piercing Fu Hanye's heart.
She pulled her lips slightly and smiled.
That smile could have made everything eclipse, but now, it was filled with peerless sadness.
Turning her head, she passed him.
The pace is not fast, but every step is full of strength.
So many people, no one spoke, were all shocked by the sadness radiating from her body.
Who in this Binhai would dare to say such words to Fu Hanye in public, but Shen Nian dared to say it.
Everyone's eyes moved back and forth between the two.
The woman stopped walking and was about to fall out when two shadows of men appeared on the scene. They rushed over quickly. Fu Hanye was closer. After all, he was one step faster.
He caught Shen Nian's body that was about to fall, held it tightly in his arms, raised his head, looked into the camera's eyes, and said, "Whoever dares to write a random sentence about what happened today will have no place in Binhai." "
Not intimidation.
But a warning.
I believe he has the strength.
In full view of everyone, Fu Hanye held Shen Nian in his arms, and the crowd automatically moved out of the way. His steps were steady and rhythmic.
Until the man carried Shen Nian into the car.
Oulu made a tune and drove away quickly.
Everyone saw clearly that it was Fu Hanye who drove the car himself.
Is this a slap in the face of the news that 'Fu Hanye doesn't love Shen Nian'?
Si Yanhong chased after him for a few steps, realizing that such behavior would cause trouble to Shen Nian. He restrained his surging emotions and stopped walking.
It was half an hour later when Shen Nian woke up.
In front of him was Fu Hanye's handsome face, and the man's brows were tinged with a hint of coldness.
Shen Nian looked at him as if looking at a stranger.
When Fu Hanye saw that she was awake, his heart was filled with joy. "Your father's body is going to be cremated. I asked them to wait. Let's go see him for the last time."
When Shen Nian wanted to get up, Fu Hanye reached out to help him.
She peeled off his hand and said, "Mr. Fu, I just want to thank you for my dad's business. From now on, we don't need to meet each other."
"Shen Nian."
Fu Hanye's hands clenched into fists.
Shen Nian's indifference was driving him crazy, and what she said to the reporter was pulling at his heart like a saw.
After Shen Nian fell asleep for half an hour, he thought a lot.
"Your father's death was an accident. I was already..."
I'm trying very hard to think of ways to save him.
Fu Hanye did not expect that Shen Kun would suddenly end his life.
He could see that Shen Kun's fake death was like a ray of light falling into the darkness to Shen Nian.
Even if she has to bear huge debts, she feels that she is worth it.
At least her father is still alive.
