If she could do it all over again, she would first tear up her diary, format her cell phone, smash her sports car, and burn her house down. Then she would take a shower, put on makeup, put on an evening dress, and pose in the most elegant way before she died suddenly.

!

But having said that, would anyone really pay a high price to buy a VIP seat just to pay homage to her remains?

It’s too perverted!

Fengya cursed and switched the software to a scarf, and saw that the hot search had already exploded.

Half of the fifty hot search terms are related to her.

#风雅 Funeral Live Broadcast#

#Mysterious rich man spends huge sums of money just to pay homage to his elegant remains#

#风雅 relics are on sale and sold out in seconds#

#Mysterious Rich Man Absent from Fengya Funeral#

#风雅parents respond to selling off their daughter’s belongings#

#Fengya was still staying up late reading the script before her sudden death#

…

Feng Ya was stunned for a moment, and all she could think about was: Isn’t it right? Someone really buys it!

She clicked on the hot search for 'Mysterious Rich Man Spends a Lot of Money' and learned:

Although this mysterious rich man paid a huge price to buy a VIP seat for her funeral, he did not attend her funeral.

The seat that symbolizes wealth and privilege has been empty since the funeral live broadcast.

I don’t know what the rich man wants.

There were many different opinions in the comment area, and they wished they could write a beautiful love story on the spot.

[Although Sister Fengya has had no scandals since her debut, I still can't help but want to make a bold guess: Could it be one of my sisters' admirers? I can't bear to see my sister go away, and her body is used by her unscrupulous parents to make money.

, so I bought this exclusive 'right to pay homage' to my sister to preserve her last dignity.]

[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

[Maybe he is unwilling to accept this fact! He really made me cry to death! 】

【Woooooooo he must love her very much!】

[No matter what the truth is, we all have to thank this boss! Jingfeng Hui and his wife are simply inhuman! They even ate their daughter’s human blood steamed buns without fear of being choked to death!]

[Wuwuwu, although, those who scold my sister’s parents should stop being angry. They just want to give everyone a chance to say goodbye to their sister. They are sadder than anyone else. If my sister is alive in heaven, they will not think about it.

I saw everyone online bullying her parents!]

[Those who wash the floor for Jinghui and his wife, I hope your parents will sell your body, house, car, clothes and even private items after your death. 】

…

And Feng Ya himself, who was watching their quarrel: "..."

When did she have such an awesome admirer? How could she not know?

as well as……

Stop mentioning the matter of selling your privacy. If you mention it again, you will really cry.

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Xi'an Garden is located in the suburbs of the Imperial City, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery.

Without traffic jams, it takes an hour and a half to drive.

When Feng Ya arrived, the funeral had already ended.

All the guests dispersed, leaving only fans who spontaneously came from all over the world, holding flowers, lining up in a long line, and bowing to say goodbye to the people on the tombstones one by one.

Looking at the solemn and solemn procession that stretched as far as the eye could see, Feng Ya couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

She is obsessed with filming on weekdays, rarely participates in commercial activities, and rarely interacts with fans.

Little did she know that there were so many people who loved her in the corners she couldn't see.

Her life on earth was not in vain.

After feeling emotional, Fengya went to the ticket office to buy a ticket and a bouquet of flowers, and joined the vast farewell procession.

This queue lasted until dark.

She hadn't had a drop of water since she woke up, and she was already so hungry that her eyes were filled with stars, and her chest was touching her back.

Seeing that the people in front of her had finished bowing and laying flowers, and it was about to be her turn, the cemetery staff suddenly appeared.

He said with an apologetic expression: "The next hour is a private session. Please leave the venue in an orderly manner and come back in an hour or tomorrow. Thank you for your cooperation!"

Fengya people were dumbfounded when they heard this, and their minds were full of: What the hell?

Selling tickets for a funeral is outrageous enough, but there is also a VIP express pass?

Do you want to offer monthly cards, quarterly cards, annual cards, and a 20% discount for consecutive monthly subscriptions?

It’s so outrageous that his mother opened the door for outrageousness, it’s so outrageous!

Feng Ya walked out of the cemetery cursing, and was debating whether to go home and come back tomorrow or wait an hour before entering again, when she saw a low-key and luxurious supercar driving down the mountain and soon stopped at the entrance of the cemetery.

After being greeted respectfully by the cemetery staff, the car door slowly opened.

Through the dim street lights, Feng Ya caught a glimpse of a thin figure getting out of the car and walking into the cemetery surrounded by staff.

This treatment... couldn't be the mysterious rich man who paid a huge price to buy a VIP seat for her funeral but didn't attend, right?

That legendary admirer of hers!

But looking at the back, she didn't recognize this person at all!

In order to satisfy her burning desire for gossip, Fengya decided on the spot: squat at the entrance of the cemetery for an hour, waiting for the big boss to come out!

What if she could see her face?

As long as it's someone she knows, she'll definitely recognize it when she sees their face!

With this mentality, Fengya took out her mobile phone and played the popular decompression game in the mini program on the spot.

Just when she died countless times and her blood pressure soared due to anger, there was finally movement at the door.

Fengya Dog peeked his head out of the corner and saw a man in formal attire with a tall and straight posture.

While her face was covered tightly by a pure black mask, she also had a pair of sunglasses on her nose.

I vow to carry out the mystery to the end.

Feng Ya, whose legs were numb from squatting: "..."

Numb.

You always love so and so! How can she not eat this melon?

In order to be worthy of the hour she wasted, Feng Ya entered the cemetery again after the supercar drove away.

With just one glance, she noticed with sharp eyes that among the sea of ​​yellow and white chrysanthemums, there was a large handful of purple lisianthus.

You don't need to think twice to know that it was sent by the mysterious person who just came to express his condolences.

As for the intention, she didn't know.

Fengya put the bouquet in her arms into the sea of ​​chrysanthemums, and then gently patted the 'head' of the tombstone as if touching someone's head.

In a tone like an old friend after many years of separation, he whispered: "Goodbye, Fengya."

She doesn't like to dwell on the past.

Now that the accident has happened and there is no possibility of her returning to her own body, let's look forward.

From this moment on, she is no longer the elegant Grand Slam actress who has achieved fame and aura.

But just turned eighteen, a blank sheet of paper full of infinite possibilities for the future, an ode to elegance.

On the way back, Feng Yasong was thinking about the next step.

According to the routines of the bloody rebirth novels she had read, in her previous life, her adoptive parents had her bones and marrow sucked out, and even her corpse was used up.

After reviving her life, the king should return and double the debt owed to her by her adoptive parents and family!
Chapter completed!