On the day of Qingfeng's funeral, there were only family and friends, and there were very few people, and it was deserted.

Mo Xiran arrived early with Zhou Yanchen's company.

I haven't seen each other for two days. Xue Suzhen has grown a lot and looks dazed. It can be seen that she is very bad.

JC is fully responsible for this funeral, and he arranges everything.

After cremation, they will take Qingfeng's ashes home for burial.

When Xue Suzhen saw Mo Xiran, she didn't go crazy anymore. She glanced at her and looked away.

Mo Xiran worshipped Qingfeng and walked towards Jiang Jingtao.

He must be in great pain if a white-haired man gives away a black-haired man.

When Jiang Jingtao saw Mo Xiran, he held her hand.

She didn't hide and let him hold it.

"Xixi, thank you for coming."

"It should be a pity."

Jiang Jingtao nodded and whispered: "We will go back to the United States tomorrow."

Mo Xiran heard this and didn't say anything.

Jiang Jingtao sighed and looked at her, "Xixi, I know I am a luxury, but before I leave, can you hear you call me dad? Even if it's a word?"

If this wasn't Qing Feng's funeral, Mo Xiran would probably turn around and leave.

Even if she sympathizes with him, it doesn't mean that she will forgive him.

After all, Jiang Jingtao was too self-righteous.

"I think Mrs. Jiang must be very sad. You should take good care of her."

In this life, he was sorry for his mother. She hoped that he could stay with Xue Suzhen well.

Xue Suzhen is also a poor person.

Jiang Jingtao smiled bitterly and let go of her hand.

Needless to say, he already understood what she meant.

In the end, he failed to get her forgiveness, it was his retribution.

After the funeral, Mo Xiran met Pan Ziya when she came back from the bathroom.

She looked pale and was wearing a white dress and had a white flower on her hair on her ears.

She didn't see her at the funeral just now.

After thinking for a while, Mo Xiran walked over.

"Ziya."

Pan Ziya heard the sound and raised her eyes.

Her eyes were empty and there was no focal length.

Something seems to be clear.

She should, like Qingfeng.

Yes, no one doesn’t like such a boy.

With a sigh, she held Pan Ziya's hand, "Ziya, please don't be too sad."

Pan Ziya smiled bitterly and looked at her with a miserable expression: "Are you sad?"

Her tone was very strange, which made Mo Xiran feel a little uncomfortable.

Perhaps, she was also blaming herself for the reason, that she should be the same as Xue Suzhen.

Mo Xiran didn't know what to say, so she let go of Pan Ziya's hand and said softly: "Qingfeng left, I'm sorry."

"Is that so? Sorry?" Pan Ziya said, turning around and leaving.

Looking at the lonely and thin back, Mo Xiran felt a very strange feeling.

Shaking his head, Zhou Yanchen found her.

"Are you okay?" he asked in a deep voice by the arms of her shoulder.

Mo Xiran nodded, "You can leave now."

He went over to say hello to Jiang Jingtao and JC, and Zhou Yanchen took her away from the funeral.

She sat quietly in the passenger seat, and her mood seemed to be a little affected.

Zhou Yanchen glanced at her and chose to give her space to adjust herself.

...

After staying in the hotel for a few days, Cheng Lin found an apartment online.

Her former apartment had already been rented out when she went abroad.

After contacting the landlord, she went to see the apartment, which was two bedrooms and one living room. The room type was good, and the furniture inside could be used directly, which was very convenient.

The best thing is that the price is moderate.

Now she doesn't have that much money on hand, and this apartment can't be the best.

After making a reservation with the landlord, she took the keys and prepared to move in.

When Zhou Xian came to her room to look for her, she found that she was packing her luggage.

This time, he caught fire and asked calmly: "Why are you packing your luggage again?"

Cheng Lin took the time to answer him: "Oh, I rented an apartment and wanted to move in. It's too expensive to stay in a hotel every day."

"Apartment? When did you go out and look for an apartment?"

"I looked for it last night, and I went up to see it today."

"Confirmed? How is the apartment? Where is it?"

After hearing the location where Cheng Lin mentioned, Zhou Xian frowned: "There is too remote, please change another one."

Cheng Lin put down her clothes and looked at him with her shoulders, "Change another one? Do you know how easy it is to find this apartment. If the landlord hadn't been in a hurry to go abroad, he wouldn't have rented it to me so cheaply."

"I'll rent one for you. The location is better. If you still have to find a job, you should rent it in the commercial area."

"Hey! Stop!" Cheng Lin glared at him and snorted coldly: "Why do I want you to rent an apartment for me? What's our relationship?"

This made their relationship farther away.

How could Zhou Xian agree? He walked towards her and hugged her, "What do you think we have? Hum?"

"Let me go." She broke free from him and pushed him, "Don't bother me, I'm going to pack up quickly, move in, and have an interview tomorrow."

"Have you found a job?"

"Um."

She is still always decisive and different from ordinary women.

If Cheng Lin is used to being independent, it will be a bit difficult for her to rely on someone from body to mind.

What's more, she doesn't have complete trust in herself.

With a sigh, Zhou Xian pulled her a packed suitcase and said, "I'll take you there."

Cheng Lin did not object, and knew that the objection was invalid.

After checking the room, they took a taxi to the apartment where Cheng Lin rented.

Taking the elevator upstairs, Cheng Lin opened the door with the key and asked Zhou Xian to carry his luggage in first.

The location is not good, but this apartment is pretty good.

Zhou Xian turned around and nodded, "It's pretty good."

Cheng Lin sat on the sofa and raised her eyebrows, "Of course."

Zhou Xian looked at her and asked with a smile: "So, where am I staying in?"

When Cheng Lin heard him, she was stunned for a moment, "Which room do you live in?"

"There are two rooms in total, which one should I live in." Zhou Xian spread his hands, looking as if he was taken for granted, "Is it difficult to understand what I said?"

"Yes, it's hard to understand." She sneered, "This is my apartment, where is your room? Are you stupid?"

"I didn't say that I will go wherever you go. I must follow you in a row, of course I have to live here."

As he said that, Zhou Xian came over, sat beside her, hugged her shoulders, "Let's live together."

"Live together?" Cheng Lin sneered coldly, "No way!"

"Hey, you can't leave me behind." Zhou Xian frowned, "I have to live here."

"I said it, it's impossible."
To be continued...