Wan Qing didn't speak again. All they could do now was to wait for updated news. The men in prison, whether it was Hongyun or others, seemed to have lost their backbone and couldn't do anything. Let alone
, this is a matter of life and death.
"Madam, the old lady is dying." Someone suddenly shouted outside, adding to the gloom in the hearts of the people in the room.
Hongyun brought a group of juniors to the old lady's courtyard. The doctor had already come out.
"How's it going, doctor?"
"Madam, prepare for the funeral!" The doctor's face was also very ugly. No doctor would want his patient to die, no matter what the reason.
Hongyun was stunned for a moment.
Luoying and Qin'er were startled at the same time, and Qin'er cried loudly.
Come to think of it, among these girls, only Qin'er has a close relationship with the old lady. After all, she has been living with the old lady from birth to now, and before her mother passed away, she and the old lady had a close relationship.
The relationship was pretty good until Hongyun came back and they had to distance themselves.
Before the men could be rescued, they began to hold funeral arrangements.
It's nothing more than adding insult to injury. Without a man around, although Hongyun wanted to earn some face for the old lady, it was a pity that he had to make things simple.
It's a pity that the old lady who had been plotting to rape her all her life not only had nothing in the end, but even her posthumous affairs were simple. She even had very few guests.
What makes Wan Qing feel even more chilled is that, except for Qin'er, no one in the entire Xiao family cries for her. Hongyun has always had a gloomy face, except for the time when she hugged Luo Ying and cried, she never cried again.
She shed a tear, and until the old lady sealed the coffin, she never became red-eyed.
However, her expression was very gloomy, as hesitant as the low clouds approaching a storm.
What surprised Wan Qing was the performance of the third lady. Faced with the old lady's death, the third lady not only did not cry, she seemed to be very happy. Although she pretended to howl twice in front of the old lady's coffin, she still
Wan Qing noticed that she didn't even shed a single tear.
Luo Ying and Luo Hua were just like red clouds, with no tears on their faces, and they looked as gloomy as ever. It seemed that they were not sad, but just holding it back.