"Sister, you haven't gotten over Han Qilin's relationship yet, have you?"
Cheng Yue was startled, "My marriage has brought me so much harm. I can't get out of it easily. I really don't have the heart to talk about relationships now. Besides, Lu Jing is younger than me and he is not with me at all." within the scope of consideration.”
"So what if you are young? The Han Qilin you were looking for before is so many years older than you, so he is not a scumbag."
Cheng Xi curled her lips, "If you ask me, Lu Jing is so tall and handsome. You are a female boss of a film and television company. If you ask me to study like Aunt Su, she will kill all the handsome men. .”
Cheng Yue couldn't laugh or cry, "I'm not as open-minded as my mother. I can't stand it anyway, and Lu Jing is different from the models in my mother's company. Lu Jing is quite talented in filming, and he has a handsome appearance." , his temperament is also very good, I have a hunch that he will be popular, and he and I are not suitable."
"It's just that it's popular, so we should try it as soon as possible."
Cheng Xi said encouragingly, "When the time comes, he will become a top star and be liked by countless female fans. But this top star has been slept with by you. Gee, sister, that would be so cool."
"Fruit?" Cheng Yue was speechless, "If Pei Yanzhou finds out about your remarks, he will definitely be jealous to death."
Cheng Xi said hehely, "I can only tell you."
Cheng Yue gave her a warning look, "Are you sure it's appropriate to say this in my father's mourning hall?"
Cheng Xi: "What's inappropriate? It's not Han Qilin's mourning hall."
Cheng Yue: "..."
Because of the hot weather, Cheng Zhouhua's mourning hall was only open for two days.
After hearing the news of Cheng Zhouhua's death, the two ex-wives, Su Ziqing and Fang Qiu, finally paid a visit.
However, Su Ziqing mainly cursed people in the mourning hall, "I didn't expect to die so soon. I really took advantage of you, Cheng Zhouhua. Look how lucky you are in this life. You have done so many immoral things, and finally let my daughter die for you. For people like you, just burn them on fire and pour the ashes into the ditch."
Fang Qiu didn't say anything. He sent a bouquet of flowers, sighed for a while, and finally stood in front of the body for a while before leaving.
Pei Yanzhou also came, but not to pay homage to Cheng Zhouhua, mainly to see Cheng Xi.
"When are you going to go home? Are you going to stay with that young boy every day?" Pei Yanzhou glanced at Lu Jing's figure. He was now unhappy with all the people of the opposite sex around Cheng Xi.
"What are you looking at? That's Lu Jing, an artist from my sister's company."
Cheng Xi said angrily, "He doesn't like me, he likes my sister."
"Yeah."
Pei Yanzhou observed for a while and saw that Lu Jing was indeed only surrounding Cheng Yue, then he nodded and said, "Come back soon."
Cheng Xi was amused, "I'm not married to you, don't tell me I'm your wife."
Pei Yanzhou pinched her cheek and said, "We live together now, and I have considered you my wife a long time ago."
Cheng Xi had no choice but to finally coax the ancestor and send him away before returning to the memorial hall.
Today is the last day. When Cheng Zhouhua is cremated tomorrow morning, she can go back.
But I didn't expect that Han Qilin would come in the evening.
He placed the flowers he was holding in front of the portrait. He looked up and saw Cheng Yue with a haggard look on his face. He felt a sense of pain in his heart, "Yue Yue..."
