Qinghan hugged Xiao Qiao tightly in his arms, and there were only a few days left for them to lie together like this! Her words "I hate you" made his heart throb, and his heart was broken when he heard it.

Okay, how he wished that time would stop at this moment and hold him in his arms so tenderly

She put aside all the grudges and wrongs in the world. The oil lamp on the table was crooked and gradually burned out. Qinghan squinted his eyes and lay on the bed with Xiao Qiao in his arms. After two days of not sleeping, he began to feel sleepy.

Xiao Qiao was already asleep, so she closed her eyes with relief.

Feng Rou's funeral is scheduled to be held tomorrow, and the entire Zhu family is busy working on this matter. Feng Mang and others will also arrive tomorrow. No one can predict what kind of situation tomorrow will be like! Because of the injury

Because she was overweight, Fengrou was put into a coffin after only being on the bed for a day. Zhu Honglie knew that she was afraid of the dark, so he specially prepared a crystal coffin for her. From a distance, Fengrou seemed not to be dead, but

Fell asleep peacefully.

Dressed in pure white, Xiao Qiao dragged heavy steps and slowly walked into the mourning hall. Looking at the big white flowers in the center of the mourning hall, Xiao Qiao felt a cold pain in her heart. She had just recognized her mother not long ago, and that was it.

Are you gone? Everything seemed so unreal. The day before I saw Fengrou covered with

When she was lying on the bed with blood, Xiao Qiao's heart was broken into two pieces in an instant. Now, Feng Rou is lying so peacefully in the crystal coffin, with pure makeup and her most sincere smile.

The coffin has not been covered yet, and no one has come to the mourning hall at this time.

Xiao Qiao's tears flowed down, she covered her mouth, knelt in front of Feng Rou, pillowed on the edge of the coffin, and cried softly. She didn't understand that Feng Rou was so gentle and considerate.

Why did she end up like this? In her memory, her mother was like a ray of sunshine in winter, making people feel cared for all the time. Such a weak-minded person had to suffer such a misfortune.

"Mom, mother... can you wake up? Can you wake up? I have changed now. I will never call the wrong girl again. I am used to calling me mother! Mother..." Xiao Qiao stretched out her hand
Chapter completed!