"Yeah, it's all your fault, why do you have to force me?"
"Why did you send the indecent video to the Han family? Why why?"
"Tell me, why did you do this?" Ning Xiaotong hit Huangfu Lin's chest with her fist as if to vent her anger. "Huangfu Lin, I hate you so much!"
He remained motionless and allowed Ning Xiaotong to vent. Until she ran out of strength, he held her in his arms and murmured, "Xiaotong, give me some time."
Unexpectedly, Ning Xiaotong suddenly withdrew from Huangfu Lin's arms, wiped her tears, and looked at Huangfu Lin coldly, "You don't have to do anything for me in the future, I can't bear it."
Huangfu Lin looked at the empty embrace and said sadly, "Xiaotong."
"You heard what my mother said before she left. I don't want my mother to worry about my unfilial daughter even after she dies." Ning Xiaotong forced herself not to look at Huangfu Lin.
He forced himself to say more cruel words, "Huangfu Lin, there are many girls better than me in this world, why are you holding on to me?"
"Xiaotong, they are different from you." She cannot enter my heart, but I only have you in my heart.
But Huangfu Lin didn't say this.
Huangfu Lin's cold and lonely temperament made it impossible for Huangfu Lin to let go of his body and say such things.
"What difference does it make if they are the same or different?" Ning Xiaotong sneered, "There is no possibility between us anymore."
After that, he turned around and walked towards the morgue without hesitation.
My mother's funeral affairs still need to be handled by myself.
But he ignored the faint light shining in Huangfu Lin's eyes. He looked up at Ning Xiaotong's back, with a touch of distress on his face.
Such a strong Ning Xiaotong really makes me feel distressed.
Han Shaoqi, who was standing on one side, saw this and smiled provocatively at Huangfu Lin. He hurriedly stepped forward to follow Ning Xiaotong, but stopped when he said the next sentence.
"Han Shaoqi, if you still treat me as a friend, don't interfere in my mother's funeral. I said, I don't need any of your help." After saying that, he straightened his back and walked towards the morgue.
My mother and my father loved each other very much during her lifetime. She must have hoped to be with my father forever.
After politely bidding farewell to Mr. Han, she began to make phone calls to deal with her mother's funeral arrangements.
The old man sighed and had no choice but to leave with Han Shaoqi. He understood Xiaotong. At this time, she did not want to owe others any favors.
Han Shaoqi felt very uncomfortable when he saw Xiaotong rejecting her thousands of miles away, but when he saw Huangfu Lin being rejected by her, he immediately regained his balance. When leaving, he smiled provocatively at Huangfu Lin and turned around gracefully.
That look, that meaning, it means that no matter how much you do, so what? After all your hard work, it’s just a failure? Now that Ning’s mother has passed away, do you think there is still a possibility for you and Xiaotong to continue? I want to see it
How you work in vain.
Huangfu Lin ignored his childish provocation and just looked at Song Gang quietly: "You know what to do, right?"
Xiaotong said that he would not be allowed to intervene in her mother's funeral, but how could he really let her go?
Song Gang nodded and stepped aside to make a phone call.
He quickly turned around and walked over, whispering, "It's all done."
"Yes." Huangfu Lin responded lightly. Looking at the petite and thin figure in front of him who kept talking on the phone, the pain in his heart surged up overwhelmingly.
Nympho
Xiaotong contacted a company that specializes in funeral matters and is responsible for the funeral of Ning's mother.