Huanong put his feet in, and as soon as he stepped on them, he sighed comfortably: "Sure enough, flat shoes are the gospel for women."
"I'll give you a pair later, so you don't have any weapons to flirt with girls."
Xiao Beilin gave a faint smile, his eyebrows arched again and again: "Okay."
Huanong took Xiao Beilin in. Not far away, there was a black Maybach. Xu Wei looked back at the man in the back seat and his shoes beside the seat, feeling a little distressed: "Sir, are you still going?"
Lu Jing'an looked at the person who came in, his eyes dark and deep, the hand holding the cigarette lit the ashtray on the ashtray, his thin lips curled slightly, and he said one word: "Go."
In the funeral home, Huanong was whispering something to the people in the crew.
Chu Mi, who had been with her all day, suddenly came in and said, "Lu Jing'an's bodyguard is here and wants you to go out."
Huanong asked back in a low voice: "What are you doing?"
"How do I know this," Chu Mi thought to herself, can I see through what's going on between the two of you?
Huanong was confused and frowned. He walked to the door and saw Xu Wei standing at the door, holding a box from D's house in his hand. When he saw her coming out, he opened the box and found a pair of flat shoes.
Xu Wei reached out and took out the shoes and placed them at her feet: "Mrs."
"What's the meaning?"
"The boss didn't tell me what it meant."
Huanong:..........
She didn't look at the shoes at her feet. Instead, her eyes fell on the open space in front of the funeral home. Under the scorching sun, the three Maybachs parked on the roadside in the distance were extremely conspicuous.
Beijing and Hong Kong are very particular about funerals. Worships and funerals must be held in the morning.
Everyone hurried to come early to show their sincerity. Those who came late were the crew, and Huanong also understood that they were stars! I don’t want to join in the excitement of the capitalists. If you join in well, it’s a good thing. If you don’t join in, you won’t be able to survive.
Seeing Huanong looking over, Lu Jingan pressed down the car window and looked at him across the road.
At this moment, Huanong felt that her vision was wrong. She actually saw the man's warning gaze sweeping from her face to her legs.
She shook her legs, a little worried that this bitch would break her legs.
Stretch out your feet and put on your shoes.
"Are you really wearing it?" Chu Mi was shocked. Was Huanong being subdued?
"Can I not agree to your request to kiss my husband?"
Chu Mi: .........Same.
Seeing Huanong put on his shoes, Lu Jing'an looked away and closed the car window.
"Keep it, I'll handle it myself."
Huanong saw that Xu Wei was about to take away Xiao Beilin's shoes and stopped him.
Xu Wei looked up at her: "It's better to throw it away! Mr. Lu has a delicate mind..."
"You might as well just say he's petty."
Xu Wei: .....I don’t dare. He is a worker.
Huanong changed her shoes and went in, and saw the crew inviting each other to leave. Xiao Beilin glanced at the shoes on her feet.
"Doesn't fit?"
"Kind of," she said.
The latter nodded without saying anything, knowing in his heart that it was impossible to not fit the shoes. He specially found a master to prepare the shoes, which were handmade from pure sheepskin, and brought them home for the old lady to wear. The main thing was comfort.
Huanong sent people away and asked the director for a few days off.
........
"Brother Lin," Xiao Beilin had just gotten into the nanny car when he saw Jingkang coming up with a shoe box, dumbfounded. When he opened it, there was the pair of flat shoes he gave Huanong lying on it.
"what happened?"
"A man just gave Sister Nong a pair of shoes, and then she took off the shoes."
"Who lost the shoes?"
"man."
Xiao Beilin frowned. He only heard about who Huanong was messing with, but not that he had a boyfriend.
"Boy friend?"
"Probably not, he looks like a subordinate."
"Go and check if Huanong has someone."
"Brother Lin, aren't you interested in others?"
Xiao Beilin twitched the corners of his lips: "There's quite a lot to do."
Jingkang heard the displeasure in this sentence and quickly shut up.
Chu Mi followed Huanong to see off the guests under the eaves. When she saw the car driving away, she turned her head towards Huanong and whistled: "What do you think?"
Huanong sighed: "It's uncomfortable."
Chu Mi rolled her eyes: "I'm asking you how you feel about Xiao Beilin. Of course I know you feel uncomfortable after your father died."
Huanong asked, "What do you think?"
"I'm interested in you."
"Do I have to express my feelings when people are interested in me? Then I don't have to do anything every day, just write my feelings!"
........
Hua Jin's funeral lasted for a week, and Huanong followed Yang Xian to handle the matter.
Seeing that all my friends around me were here, I was buried on an auspicious day.
Jingnan Cemetery is known as a geomantic treasure land by the people of Beijing and Hong Kong. It faces the water and is backed by a mountain. The morning sun rises from the water and sets behind the mountain.
The slogan of the advertisement is also loud and clear: "The destination of a lifetime"
When Huanong walked up with Hua Jin's urn in his arms, he almost sprained his ankle when he saw this sentence on the billboard.
"Did you call Lu Jing'an?" Yang Xian held an umbrella and walked beside Huanong Shen in the crowd and asked her in a low voice.
"He has to come even if I don't call him." After all, he is the son-in-law, so he still has this etiquette.
"Originally, the funeral can be dismissed after the funeral. Now, let's find a place to eat! There are many people in Beijing and Hong Kong who want to capture him. They are now coming to his door. Use it when you need it."
Huanong glanced sideways at Yang Xian and thought, Jiang is still old and hot.
"No?" Yang Xian caught Huanong's gaze.
Huanong looked away: "Okay."
"I thought they would be cremated on the first day and buried the next day. I didn't expect that I had to wait for a week." Xu Qing walked beside Lu Jing'an holding an umbrella. Xu Wei followed behind, holding an umbrella and walking beside Lu Jing'an. behind.
The man looked away at Huanong: "Why do you think Yang Xian became the last woman in Huajin?"
After all, his ex-wife divorced because she couldn't stand him going out and messing around.
Xu Qing nodded: "Yes, your mother-in-law is very powerful! Be careful."
"However, I am quite surprised that Xiao Beilin will come."
Xu Qing's leisurely eyes fell on Xiao Beilin again, with a little curiosity: "I heard that they are now the leading male and female lead in a drama. Some time ago, I heard that Xiao Beilin personally came out to support Huanong. Come on, Boss Lu, don’t you have a sense of crisis?”
Lu Jing'an's expression did not change, and his eyes followed her gaze to Xiao Beilin's back: "The law only protects marriage, not love."
As soon as the flower of love blooms, he will pinch it.
Huanong had so many boyfriends before him, so what if there was another Xiao Beilin?
A group of people, wearing black clothes and umbrellas, stood in front of the cemetery and listened to the priest reciting a scripture. Huanong put Hua Jin's ashes into it with his own hands.
Just as he was about to bend down and stand up, he saw a sharp arrow heading diagonally opposite Huanong's face...
"careful......."
