Deep winter season.
The candle flame touched the dead leaves and ignited instantly. The fire light shone clearly, and several servants quickly rushed out of the Cheng family courtyard, carrying water to put out the fire.
Among them, the one who yelled loudly was the housekeeper of the Cheng family, also named Cheng.
Butler Cheng looked at the white lantern that fell from the door, and his heart was filled with anger. He opened the iron door and looked outside: "Who is it! Who does such a wicked thing? Get out of here!"
He was muttering in his heart that some blind thing came to cause trouble when something happened to the Cheng family.
There are a lot of curse words in my stomach, but I haven't said a few words yet.
I saw a girl wearing a men's jacket, with a little face that was red from the cold, standing in front of him blankly, nodding without changing her expression: "It's me."
Butler Cheng was choked up, probably because he didn't expect that someone would admit to it so quickly after doing something bad.
When the curse came to his lips, he spared it and shouted angrily: "Are you mean? Who doesn't know that it's my lady's funeral recently? If you don't hide far away, you come here to cause destruction. You want to die." ?"
Xiao Xiao sniffed, her eyes flickering: "I'm not here to die, I'm here for Miss Cheng's affairs."
As she said that, she reached out from her collar and took out her work ID card and handed it to Butler Cheng: "Your lady's body was handled by our funeral home. I am the responsible undertaker. I just asked the servants to help deliver the message, but it has been... There was no response. To make a long story short, there is something wrong with your young lady’s face, and I need to communicate with Mr. Cheng face to face.”
Butler Cheng's face darkened, and his anger just now turned into a dark cloud: "The lady handed it over to the funeral parlor. Mr. Cheng and Mrs. Cheng have already handed it over to the funeral parlor. The funeral parlor promised that it will be handled regularly. You are also responsible for the communication. Come, not just you, the undertaker, to talk about it."
Xiao Xiao's hand touched his pocket, where there was a handwritten letter written by the leader.
But she didn't hand it over and took a step forward with sharp eyebrows and no fear at all: "I'll say it again, it's about your lady's face. You should figure out whether it's the process or your lady's face that's more important. If you delay I explained the situation to Mr. Cheng. The body was placed there. As time passed, her face would only become more and more swollen, and it might ulcerate at any time. At the funeral, what you want everyone to see is What kind of Miss Cheng?"
"How could it be like this!" Butler Cheng said angrily: "When the lady sent it over, her face was intact!"
"Now is not the time to hold people responsible, but to find a solution." Xiao Xiao spoke quickly, with urgent eyes: "Steward Cheng, really, we can't delay any longer!"
Butler Cheng didn't seem to be joking when she saw it, but he knew that Mr. Cheng had been emotionally unstable recently due to the death of his daughter, so even if he let her in, he might not be able to reach an agreement.
While hesitating, Xiao Xiao's eyes darkened, he pushed him away and went inside regardless.
Butler Cheng immediately panicked: "You can't go in directly! You can't go in when Mr. Cheng doesn't see anyone!"
As he spoke, he yelled at the servant who had put out the fire: "Why are you watching?! She broke in forcefully, stop her quickly..."
Before he finished speaking, a big hand pressed heavily on his shoulder with a huge force.
His body sank, and he almost fell to his knees on one knee. He followed the force and looked over, only to see a Shura-like face, with endless danger in his beauty.
There was a young man following behind, also with a straight face, and said helpfully: "Let her go in. If there are any consequences, my master Fu will be responsible for it."
Butler Cheng is in his fifties and has received many guests with Cheng Xing. He can tell who has what kind of aura at a glance.
After hesitating for a while, he just said: "I have never heard who Mr. Fu is, but if my Mr. Cheng takes responsibility, none of you can run away."
Fu Qingyu let go of him and followed Xiao Xiao's footsteps.
Chao Feng followed behind him, and when he passed by Butler Cheng, he glanced at him: "It doesn't matter if you haven't heard of him, before long, this man will have the final say in Chengdu."
Xiao Xiao, who rushed in from the front, didn't know what happened behind her, so she thought Butler Cheng had acquiesced and allowed her to go in to find Cheng Xing, and asked the passing servant.
"Which room is your master in?"
The servant looked at the stranger in front of him. Seeing that Butler Cheng was leaving without stopping him, he pointed to the second floor and said: "He is staying in the lady's room, but he doesn't want anyone to disturb him. If you have anything, I can help you convey it." .”
"No, I'm in a hurry and I have to find him."
After saying that, Xiao Xiao headed towards the second floor and saw a half-hidden room, from which came the sound of a woman sobbing intermittently, mixed with the sound of a man's heavy breathing.
This should be the room.
Her mood couldn't help but become heavy, her breathing tightened, and she gently opened the door.
Facing the stunned looks of the couple, she didn't want to waste time and told them exactly what happened in the funeral parlor.
"So, we can help Ms. Cheng remedy the current situation, and I can guarantee that after putting on makeup, it will not be visible no matter how close you are, but the family members need to sign a consent form."
When she finished speaking, she looked at Cheng Xing's face, which was covered with dark clouds, as if a thunder could strike her at any time.
The feeling of just wanting to deal with the corpse gradually turned into fear due to this silent glare.
After all, she was only in her twenties. She had seen family members no matter how difficult they were, but she had never been directly one-on-one with a big shot like Cheng Xing.
The other party was already grieving the loss of her daughter, and she was in a heavy heart. When she heard that her daughter's face had been destroyed, the anger that arose almost burned her to pieces.
At this time, the servant came over with a cup of hot tea, wondering what happened.
Fu Qingyu and Chao Feng, who were following behind, also stood behind Xiao Xiao.
When he saw Cheng Xing taking the hot tea, Fu Qingyu frowned subconsciously and his eyes fell on Xiao Xiao in front of him.
Chao Feng did the same, with a flash of panic in his eyes.
Cheng Xing took the hot tea and poured it towards Xiao Xiao without hesitation. Xiao Xiao's heart skipped a beat and she raised her hands to protect her face.
Chao Feng raised his legs and took a step forward, trying to block her.
But Fu Qingyu, who was next to him, suddenly raised his hand to signal him not to meddle in other people's business.
Wow——
Most of the scalding hot water was blocked by her raised hand, and the back of her hand burned red, and blisters appeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. The heartbreaking pain made her grit her teeth continuously.
Chao Feng was frightened. He looked at Fu Qingyu in confusion. Fu Qingyu took a deep breath, as if he was trying to restrain something.
Chaofeng: Can you tolerate this? !
However, Cheng Xing was willing to talk to Xiao Xiao, and his tone was condescending and angry: "Why don't you hide?"
"The funeral home did something wrong. Even if Mr. Cheng throws a knife, I can't hide." Xiao Xiao raised his eyes neither humble nor arrogant, but his fingers were trembling in pain.
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