Lu Wanwan's tears had dried up in front of Li Jingchen, but now she was the one who didn't cry loudly. She only nodded and said: "Okay."
Another teacher next to Lu Wanwan cried uncontrollably and said: "Wanwan, why did you let Dean Xie pass away just as she waited for you? She said that she would take care of you when you feel better!
"
Hearing this, Lu Wanwan's dull eyebrows moved slightly and he looked aside: "Fu Shuo, where is An'an?"
Fu Shuo explained apologetically: "I was afraid that An An would be in danger, so I didn't bring him here."
Before, they all thought that Lu Weiwei was behind Wan Wan's mother and son, so they protected them tightly. Fu Shuo felt regretful at this time, and had brought An An with him if he had known better.
At this time, Li Jingchen's voice sounded: "Tomorrow is Dean Xie's funeral. We can arrange for An An to send Dean Xie on his last journey."
Fu Shuo glanced at Li Jingchen and thought this was a good idea. It would not only let An An directly see the body of Dean Xie who was shot, but also make Wan Wan feel better: "Is that okay, Wan Wan?"
"Yeah." Lu Wanwan nodded to them, looking fragile and beautiful, which made Li Jingchen and Fu Shuo unconsciously step forward, wanting to hug her tightly.
As a result, after seeing each other's actions, the two men stopped and looked at each other with evil looks.
After all the teachers said goodbye to Xie Rou's body, Fu Shuo rushed to Lu Wanwan's side and said, "Wanwan, I know you are very sad now, but Dean Xie's body will be cremated early tomorrow morning.
Can I take you home to rest first?"
The teachers on the side also advised her to go back and rest quickly.
Lu Wanwan refused to leave.
Just when everyone thought she was too sad and unwilling to leave, Li Jingchen said: "There are armed police guarding the hospital 24 hours a day. No outsiders, including reporters, will be allowed to break in."
Lu Wanwan looked at him with sad eyes: "You have to tell me as soon as Lu Weiwei wakes up."
"Okay, I'll tell you." Li Jingchen coaxed her.
Lu Wanwan's tense face relaxed slightly, and then she was willing to leave.
Fu Shuo, who left with her, suddenly stood still when he passed by Li Jingchen and said seriously: "I didn't have the chance to tell you before, thank you for saving me and Wanwan in the Tang family. If I have the chance in the future, I will
I will repay you."
Li Jingchen said coldly: "I don't need your reward."
"I know you want Wanwan, but I can't give in to this." After saying this, Fu Shuo chased after Lu Wanwan.
Li Jingchen narrowed his eyes. Didn't Fu Shuo realize that among so many people, Wanwan only sought a sense of security with him just now?
It was precisely because Fu Shuo found out that he had to express his position to Li Jingchen. Fu Shuo does owe you a huge favor to Li Jingchen, but he has no intention of repaying it every night!
...
The next evening, the sky was gray and depressing.
Lu Wanwan, dressed in black, got out of the car holding Xie Rou's memorial tablet.
Fu Shuo held an umbrella over her head, not to protect her from the sun, but because she was afraid that the dead person's soul would be shattered if exposed to direct sunlight.
They came all the way to the seaside.
There was a cruise ship parked there with white chrysanthemums pinned to it.
When the surrounding pedestrians saw it, they all calmed down consciously and even made way for Lu Wanwan and her group.
Lu Wanwan hugged the memorial tablet in front of her tightly and was the first to board the cruise ship.