"I'm sorry, I'm not in the mood to go shopping, and I really hope you don't always help Ning Lexia. I don't care how kind and pure a girl she was in your heart before, but she has been missing for several years, and you know what happened to her

What happened? Is she still the same person as before?"

Jiang Qingxin shook his hand and left without looking back.

Huo Xu rubbed his brows with a serious expression.

Frankly speaking, Ning Lexia today also made him a little disappointed and unfamiliar.

If Jiang Qingxin hadn't recorded it, he might have really misunderstood.

At this time, he calmed down and thought about it carefully. Every time he faced a collision between Ning Lexia and Jiang Qingxin, he always seemed to subconsciously lean toward Ning Lexia.

Why is this happening?

Jiang Qingxin is also his wife.

He should trust his wife.

It seems that I really have to stay away from Ninglesia from now on.

............

The next morning.

After breakfast, Jiang Qingxin changed into a long black dress and walked out of the cloakroom.

Huo Xu stood at the door wearing a black suit. He had obviously been waiting for a long time. "Are you going to attend Ning Botao's funeral? I will take you there."

Jiang Qingxin glanced over with cold eyes. Huo Xu secretly complained in his heart, but he could only apologize and said with a smile: "I didn't want to see Ning Lexia, I was just afraid that you would be bullied."

"...Finally I heard you say something humane." Jiang Qingxin said with a strange sarcasm.

Huo Xu: "..."

When did he stop speaking human words?

Forget it, my wife just tolerates being scolded a few times.

"Let's go, I think you need to apologize in front of Uncle Song."

Jiang Qingxin breathed out softly, not wanting to make trouble with him, and not blaming him for being stupid. After all, he and Ning Lexia were childhood sweethearts, and she had not known him for more than a year, and Ning Lexia was cunning.

, she could only slowly reveal Ning Lexia's true face.

"I apologize?" Huo Xu was stunned.

"Shouldn't it be right? If it weren't for you, Ning Zetan would have been in jail long ago. How could he have the opportunity to hang out in front of Uncle Ning and make him angry to death?"

Huo Xu: "I..."

Okay, so he should apologize and feel depressed.

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After arriving at the funeral home.

Jiang Qingxin went in to express condolences, while Ning Zetan and Ning Lexia, wearing black clothes, knelt in front of the coffin and burned money paper.

Ning Lexia's eyes were red and swollen, and there were still tears in her eyes. She looked up at Huo Xu and said, "Ah Xu, young lady, you are here."

"Yes." Huo Xu nodded lightly, quickly lit a stick of incense and carefully handed it to Jiang Qingxin, "Be careful, don't burn your hands."

The tears on Ning Lexia's face froze.

He ignored her haggard and sad look, but was worried that Jiang Qingxin would burn her hands with the incense. She had burned all the money and paper all night.

Jiang Qingxin glanced in the direction of the coffin. There was an urn next to the body, "That's..."

"Those are my mother's ashes." Ning Lexia quickly said apologetically, "Yesterday I was helping with my father's affairs at the hospital. I didn't expect that when I returned to the funeral home, my mother's body had already been cremated."

Jiang Qingxin almost felt out of breath.

Aunt Cen was a living person who suddenly died. There was no farewell, but her ashes were turned into an urn.

"Le Xia can't be blamed for this," Song Rongshi came over and said, "She has tried her best, and she has also bought a tomb. Aunt Cen and Uncle Cen will be buried in the same tomb."


Chapter completed!