Two days later, Zhao Jinrong's funeral was held in a private cemetery in Qingshan on the outskirts of the city.
The sky was overcast, with a drizzle falling. In the private cemetery, the stone path was washed exceptionally clean by the rain. On both sides of the road, green bamboos were shrouded in broken rain, and they were so green that they could not be seen to the edge. The first red maple leaves were here.
In the misty rain, a layer of red mist seemed to be printed.
Because Zhao Jinrong did not like ostentation and crowds during his lifetime, he died unexpectedly this time.
Therefore, the funeral was extremely simple, with only a few relatives and friends attending.
Yesterday, Zuo Chenye set up a mourning hall in the city, and other people from all walks of life, distant relatives and friends went to the mourning hall to express their condolences. The group also held a memorial service yesterday. But today, only a few people came to attend Zhao Jinrong's burial ceremony
Number of people.
It is inconvenient for Qiao Ran to appear in the public eye, and the whiplash on her back has not healed, so she cannot go out. She did not go to the mourning hall to express her condolences yesterday. This morning, the severe cold sent her and Zuo Chenye driving to the cemetery.
She was wearing a black shirt, a black skirt, and a black hat with black gauze hanging down from the brim, blocking her mournful look.
Zuo Chenye also wore a black suit and black tie, looking solemn and solemn.
The priest was already waiting at the cemetery, with Zhao Jinrong's coffin in front of him.
Zhao Jinrong was lying peacefully among the lilies, with her hands clasped together, holding a bouquet of lilies. The makeup artist put on exquisite makeup on her face, so that the pain she had suffered before she was born could not be seen on her face.
Seeing Zhao Jinrong's appearance, she felt sad. At that moment, Qiao Ran couldn't help but shed silent tears.
Her life was completely changed because of Zhao Jinrong.
I clearly remember that when I left that morning, I was still a living person, but when I came home in the afternoon, I was a cold corpse.
Grandma passed away in such a tragic way without even leaving a word. This made her feel so embarrassed.
Qiao Ran raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears on his cheeks, sobbing silently.
Not long after.
Shen Xiuyun and Zuo Xiaoxiao both came to the cemetery. Shen Xiuyun recognized Qiao Ran from a distance.
She dragged Zuo Xiaoxiao, took two steps at a time, stepped forward, and pushed Qiao Ran away rudely, "Bitch, you have the nerve to show up at a funeral? How dare a murderer come to a funeral?
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Qiao Ran staggered back a few steps. After she stood firm, she retorted, "I'm not a murderer! The police still can't provide evidence to prove that I killed someone. I have a clear conscience, why can't I come to the funeral."
Zuo Chenye heard the noise and walked over here.
Shen Xiuyun quickly stepped forward and grabbed Zuo Chenye, accusing her, "Are you crazy? You actually asked Qiao Ran to attend the funeral?! How can you be worthy of your grandma if you do this? If she knows about it underground, you will not know the difference between right and wrong, and you will not be able to guard against thieves in the family.
, how painful should it be?”
Zuo Chenye frowned in a "Chuan" shape, "If grandma knew anything underground, she would definitely want Qiao Ran to come and see her off for the last time. As for who the murderer is, the truth will come to light one day. It's too early to draw a conclusion now."
Zuo Xiaoxiao said reluctantly, "Grandma can't possibly want to see her. Brother, let her go quickly! Don't let her ruin the funeral!"
Qiao Ran took a deep breath, held back her anger, and insisted, "I must attend grandma's funeral. Unless the police come to take me away, no one can stop me."
At this time, the remaining people attending the funeral looked over and whispered.
Qiao Ran will never give up sending her grandma on her last journey just because of other people's unpleasant words or strange looks. For her, this is a very important thing and she will never compromise.
"You! Do you want me to drive people away?" Shen Xiuyun was so angry that she yelled and was about to raise her hands.
Zuo Chenye's face turned black and blue, and he sternly stopped him, "Be calm before grandma's death. If you have any disputes, let's talk about it when you get back. Don't disturb grandma's rest. Otherwise, you don't want to attend the funeral!"
Seeing that Zuo Chenye's face was extremely ugly, Shen Xiuyun did not dare to say anything more and put down her hands in frustration. She glared at Qiao Ran fiercely, her eyes like fire, wanting to burn Qiao Ran through.
When the pastor saw that everyone had arrived, he began to conduct the funeral.
Read the Bible and observe silence.
Finally, Zhao Jinrong's spiritual hub was closed and sunk into the earth for burial.
A man of unparalleled wisdom, who dominates the market, lives a glorious life, but eventually turns to dust.
Qiao Ran and Zuo Chenye stood aside and watched silently, watching the mud slowly cover the spiritual hub until they could no longer be seen, feeling as if their hearts were hollowed out.
Zhao Jinrong's life has ended, but the suspense left behind is still difficult to resolve.
After the funeral.
The rest of the people left in twos and threes.
Qiao Ran and Zuo Chenye also left the cemetery and were about to reach the door of the private cemetery. Zuo Chenye walked towards the parking lot first, while Qiao Ran walked not far behind him.
The rain was still falling, Qiao Ran held a black umbrella and walked silently.
Unexpectedly, a group of reporters hiding in the corner suddenly surrounded me.
Qiao Ran was suddenly surrounded by a tight crowd.
Not far away, Shen Xiuyun and Zuo Xiaoxiao watched this scene, glanced at each other, and smiled proudly.
The media was called by Zuo Xiaoxiao just now. Since bitch Qiao Ran dares to show up, don't be afraid of the media getting to the bottom of it.
Qiao Ran was squeezed in the middle by the reporters, unable to move. As soon as her hand loosened her grip, the umbrella was blown away by the wind, and the dense drizzle hit her face, making it feel cold.
The questions came overwhelmingly.
"Qiao Ran, I heard that you were released on bail pending trial, but you are still a suspect. Is it inappropriate for you to appear at Zhao Jinrong's funeral today?"
"Does the police currently have evidence to prove that you are the murderer? Can you reveal in advance what step it has taken?"
"I heard that your Shining Star status will be revoked. This matter is being discussed in the city. What do you think about this?"
"Excuse me, are you really a murderer? What is your motive for doing this?"
"I heard that after Zhao Jinrong's death, you will receive a huge amount of R&S shares and even join the board of directors. Are the rumors true?"
"Excuse me, can your marriage to R&S President Zuo Chenye continue?"
"There are rumors that you have signed a divorce agreement. Is it true?"
"Excuse me, will you return to work at R&S Group? The automotive integrated casting project you are responsible for has received international acclaim. Will the project continue?"