At Mr. An's funeral, Nangong Chenrui and the others came.
An Yiluo stood at the front holding Mr. An's ashes. His face was calm and without any color.
Yi Xue and the others followed her, discussing in low voices.
"Sister Xiaoxue, sister Luo'er are okay, right..." Shangguan Ziqing said to Yi Xue worriedly.
"I don't know about that...but it doesn't look good..." Yi Xue responded calmly.
"Don't worry about me, I'm much better... Don't worry!" An Yiluo heard their discussion. She turned around and looked at Xia Ye's elegant smile. Thanks to Xia Ye's constant companionship these days.
It really made her feel a lot better...
Although I wanted to have a simple and low-key funeral, I was still busy from morning to evening. An's Enterprise is a leading company in the catering industry. Mr. An alone has many close friends. So after seeing off all the guests, everyone was exhausted.
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"Ouch, I'm so exhausted... Luo'er, let's go home!" Wanyan Fei doesn't want Luo'er and Xia Ye living together. Who knows if Xia Ye has any objection to An Yiluo?
Think! Whether this man is a wolf or not is yet to be determined! Anyway, she doesn’t think Murong Yunze is a good guy!!
"Well... Fei'er wait for me!"
An Yiluo quickly changed out of her mourning clothes and came out of the locker room. She stood in front of everyone. "Let's go!"
"Well... An Yiluo! Actually, don't be too sad! After all, Grandpa An is indeed a bit old. Sooner or later, this day will come..." Yuwen Yixuan realized that he seemed to be saying
He immediately shut up when he said something wrong. But he really just wanted to persuade her that there was no harm in it!!
"Ah, bastard! If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute!!" Shangguan Ziqing raised her leg and stepped on Yuwen Yixuan hard.
"Hiss~~~" Yu Wen Yixuan picked up the foot that was stepped on and spun it around in circles.
"Oh... the image..." Murong Yunze put his hand on his forehead in a troubled manner.
"Haha... I'm fine, really!" An Yiluo showed a comfortable smile to Yuwen Yixuan. Of course she knew he meant no harm.
"Well! Luo'er, come home with us soon! You don't look too good. Go home and take a rest!" Yi Xue was always worried about An Yiluo's health.