What's more, there is the ring he found from the box as evidence.

"Miss Qin..." Wei He said in pain and turned to his young master.

But the blue veins on Chu Linchen's neck were beating ferociously, and his face was filled with panic-like murderous intent.

He was shocked and immediately stepped forward to stop him, "Young Master Chu, no!"

After being stopped by him, Chu Linchen's palm that was pinching the other party's neck stopped.

The nearly lost reason was pulled back.

But the look on his face was still terrifying and horrifying. His deep eyes stared at the staff member who looked afraid of death under him, and said in a cold voice: "You are just lackeys from the Yan family!"

After saying that, he threw away the other party coldly and returned to the stove!

The tall back, against the back of the fire, exudes endless chill and a breath of sadness!

Come out of the crematorium.

On the way back to the hotel, the atmosphere in the car was no longer as urgent as it was when it came. Some were just a suffocating feeling of depression and heavy sorrow.

Wei He didn't know what to say, and his worried eyes looked at the back seat from time to time.

From leaving the crematorium to now, Mr. Chu has always held Miss Qin's urn in his arms, lowering his eyes and saying nothing, as if he had completely isolated himself from the outside world.

The originally energetic outfit was already messy at this time, leaving only decadence and sadness.

And that black suit, this scene, turned into a mourning suit for the funeral!

The sudden phone ringing rang, breaking the dead silence in the car.

Wei He took out his cell phone and looked at it, his expression moved slightly.

He did not answer the phone immediately, but looked at Chu Linchen. After hesitating for a while, he still said, "Mr. Chu, Mr. Ming has called. I probably want to ask when we will go there. Do you see?"

In the back seat, the man stared at the wooden box in his arms with deep eyes, as if he hadn't heard it, and he didn't move at all.

Wei He was stunned for a moment, coughed softly, and was about to remind him again: "Mr. Chu..."

"Today, I just want to be with her."

Chu Linchen suddenly spoke, his magnetic voice was even lower and hoarse than usual.

Wei He nodded, after a little consideration, he asked for instructions: "Then I will say to Mr. Ming and change the meeting until tomorrow?"

Seeing that Mr. Chu didn't say anything, he probably agreed.

He then answered the phone and said to the person on the other end: "Sorry, the meeting..."

After hanging up the phone, Wei He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and secretly rejoiced.

Although Mr. Ming was a little dissatisfied with Mr. Chu's temporary breakup of the appointment, he did not make things difficult for him and accepted the proposal to change the appointment until tomorrow.

It can be considered as giving Mr. Chu enough face.

He was only worried now that Young Master Chu could not get out of the blow of Miss Qin.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look back at the urn held in the man's arms again, and a hint of regret flashed in his eyes.

Miss Qin, who was so in love with Mr. Chu, turned into a handful of dust...

While Wei He felt sad, he felt anger.

Miss Qin's death is inseparable from the Yan family. This revenge must be avenged!
Chapter completed!