Watching Yang Mohan go away, Wang Lang pulls away the snacks and eats them.

His ears moved, Wang Lang turned to look at the door, Xuanxuan stood at the door in dismay, her eyes were dull, and she saw Wang Lang walking in like a puppet man, curled up and lying next to Wang Lang.

Wang Lang touched Xuanxuan's head. The temperature was normal. He looked at Xuanxuan's face again, and it was a little gray. He picked up Xuanxuan's wrist and touched the pulse, which was very slow.

"What's wrong with Xuanxuan?" Wang Lang asked with his head down.

Xuanxuan curled up even tighter, her head pressed against Wang Lang's legs, and her curled up legs with both hands, curled up like a kitten.

"Wang Lang, don't make noise, I want to sleep for a while." Xuanxuan said with a tremolo.

Wang Lang gently patted Xuanxuan on the back.

After a few minutes, Wang Lang felt his thighs wet.

Xuanxuan cried.

Wang Lang said nothing and quietly patted Xuanxuan on the back.

After a while, Xuanxuan's slight breathing came, and occasionally she could choke.

I don’t know what happened to this ordinary girl who was not so mean today.

More than two hours later, Xuanxuan trembled all over and suddenly reached out and grabbed Wang Lang's pants, "Wang Lang! Wang Lang!"

Wang Lang hurriedly patted Xuanxuan on the back, "I'm here."

Xuanxuan looked up, her little face was already crying, and suddenly she rushed towards Wang Lang and hugged Wang Lang and started crying.

Wang Lang gently patted Xuanxuan on the back, "Don't cry, don't cry, I'm there."

After a long time, Xuanxuan stopped crying and wiped her tears.

"Wang Lang." Xuanxuan sucked her nose.

Wang Lang wiped Xuanxuan's tears, "Here, I'm here."

Xuanxuan wiped her nose on the back of her hand and sucked it hard. For some reason, her lips began to tremble again, and her chin couldn't stop twitching, and then she cried again, "Mijue Master is too dead, Master Miejue Master is too dead."

Xuanxuan pounced on Wang Lang's arms and cried loudly.

Wang Lang patted Xuanxuan on the back, and said nothing, quietly making Xuanxuan cry.

After a long time, Xuanxuan's shoulders were twitching and kept burping.

"I'm hungry." Xuanxuan said.

"I'll buy you what I want to eat." Wang Lang said hurriedly.

Xuanxuan shook her head, "I don't want to eat."

Wang Lang touched Xuanxuan's head, "It's okay, everything will pass."

Xuanxuan lowered her head, "I always thought that I wouldn't cry if she died, but when I heard the butler say that she died today, my chest was blocked. Do you know, I felt like I was about to suffocate."

Wang Lang touched Xuanxuan's head with a doting heart, "You still have me, Xiaojun, and Lei Huaer."

Xuanxuan nodded and lowered her head, "But Master Miejue is still dead. Why did I feel her kiss after she died? Why can I only realize that blood relationship only after she died?" As she said that, her shoulders twitched and started crying again.

Wang Lang held Xuanxuan into his arms and patted Xuanxuan on the back, "Be good, and we are your relatives."

After a long time, Xuanxuan finally stopped crying and sucked her nose, "I want to eat beef noodles. She liked the most before she died. When she died, she didn't eat anything. I'll eat some for her."

Wang Lang turned around and went downstairs to buy it.

I ran for more than half an hour to find a store, so I asked for a plate and took it back.

When I went back, I found an old man standing in the room with gray hair, kind-eyed eyebrows, a black suit, and a silent and serious expression.

Xuanxuan squatted on the sofa, her head buried on her knees, and her arms wrapped around her legs.

"Who are you?" Wang Lang asked.

Xuanxuan looked up, "Wang Lang, he is our housekeeper Ma Bo."

Wang Lang put the rice in front of Xuanxuan, turned to look at the butler, "You sit down."

The butler shook his head, "I'll wait for the lady to come home to guard the mourning hall."

Xuanxuan looked at Wang Lang, "I'm afraid Wang Lang, would you please accompany me back?"

Wang Lang touched Xuanxuan's head and said, "Eat first."

After Xuanxuan finished her meal, the housekeeper turned sideways and said, "Let's go, Miss."

Xuanxuan looked at Wang Lang.

"I'll go with you."

The three went downstairs.

The car drove towards Xuanxuan's house.

On the way, the housekeeper told Wang Lang that Xuanxuan's mother died of serious illness. As for what disease, it was closely related to what she did on weekdays. If she had that disease, the hiding period was quite long, but once it broke out, it was basically impossible to save her.

Xuanxuan looked outside the car and didn't speak.

When it was almost here, the housekeeper turned to look at Xuanxuan, "Miss, no matter what happens today, don't worry about it, just keep the woman in a hurry."

Xuanxuan was stunned for a moment, and nodded without thinking too much.

After entering, it was a big villa.

There are more than a dozen wreaths at the door, and there are more than twenty bodyguards standing in the villa a week.

After getting off the bus, Wang Lang obviously noticed something was wrong. Many people in the yard were not wearing clothes for funerals at all. Many people were obviously big guys, and they didn’t have a regular suit, and there was also a red suit.

After entering the mourning hall, there were still many people inside, more than a dozen, all of whom were wearing mourning clothes, and they cried as if their own mother had died.

Judging from these people, some are pretty white faces, some are big men, all kinds of white, black, and strong and thin. The only thing they have in common is that they all look good.

What these people are self-evident, but I didn't expect there would be so many.

You can just form a boy group and package it with a frame and make your personal design.

Xuanxuan changed into clothes, knelt in front, and couldn't help crying again.

Wang Lang gently put down a bouquet of chrysanthemums and stood not far from Xuanxuan.

After more than ten minutes of quiet, noisy sounds came from outside.

Bang!

A sudden gunshot shocked all the male pets in the mourning hall stopped crying and looked outside in surprise, Xuanxuan also looked outside.

Wang Lang gave Xuanxuan a comforting look and signaled that everything was fine.

The bodyguards at the door stood in a row to confront a group of people outside.

The one who was led by those who were wearing red suits, and the gun was his.

The black muzzle was pressed against the bodyguard leader.

The red suit chewed betel nut in his mouth and said in Mandarin that he was holding his mouth, "Get out of the way."

The bodyguard leader remained calm and looked down at the red suit. The red suit was shorter, but it was powerful enough, and the muzzle was pressed against the bodyguard leader's temple.

"Your master is dead, don't work hard as a dog anymore, get out of here!" said the red suit arrogantly.

The bodyguard leader was indifferent.

The housekeeper walked out.

"Friends, come from afar, mobilizes a lot of people to disturb the dead, what does it mean?" the butler asked in a deep voice.

Hongsuit grinned and showed a black teeth, "What do you mean? What do you ask me? Haha, what do he mean?" Hongsuit looked at his younger brother again.

Hongsuit grabbed the butler's collar, and several bodyguards reached out to pull the butler but was stopped by the butler.

"I tell you, my brother died because of the Bichi inside. He died of illness. Just two days ago, I was a chicken hen. My brother died with his eyes open. He was so young, so he died. As a brother, he had to do something for him. I heard that Bichi had a daughter, and I wanted his daughter to keep my brother's mind."
Chapter completed!