Chapter 317 (1/2)
Nangong Anhe looked at Song dai'er's expression. Of course, he also knew song dai'er's stubborn temper. But he relaxed his language: ”look at the sky. It's too late to go now. We're not late for Mr. lei'ou's funeral tomorrow!”
”Tomorrow?” song dai'er repeated. Tomorrow is old Mr. Leo's funeral. All this is like a dream. She felt that the meeting and dialogue with old Mr. Leo in the flower house was just what happened. Such a kind old man died now.
”Don't be sad, dai'er! Maybe old Mr. Leo will be very happy if Yunlian forgives him!” Nangong Anhe said with song dai'er in his arms.
”Yun Lian forgives old Mr. Leo?” song dai'er asked in surprise.
”I didn't forgive you. You may know tomorrow!” Nangong Anhe nodded.
”Tomorrow, good tomorrow, you must take me!” Song Daier sank her eyes. Now she had to suppress her restless heart. She couldn't understand many things, especially why Rogge became the killer of old Mr. Leo's murder!
At dawn, Leo manor, which had been noisy all night, recovered its calm when the morning came.
In the early morning sun, the leaves of the trees are with crystal dew, and a regrettable funeral will be held in the flower house in the mist in the distance.
Huangfu Yunlian was still in a black suit, and his eyelids were full of fatigue and sadness. That sadness was deeper when he learned that FIGO Leo's death was because of what Ann did.
He killed him indirectly!
”Come on, young master Yunlian, you'll be very grateful for arranging the master's funeral here!” Uncle Mu didn't know when he appeared next to Huang Fu Yunlian. He looked at the funeral scene buried in the sea of flowers prepared overnight.
”I'm really sorry for him...” Huang Fuyun took a deep breath.
”Please call him father, it would be better!” Uncle Mu said in a low voice.
”But...”
”Don't be, but it's his greatest expectation for you to attend the last grand event of his life as a son! This sentence is true, really what the master said to me!” Uncle Mu's eyes were a little wet.
Huang Fuyun was stunned. His eyes instantly turned red and his guilt suddenly reached the top. He walked into the flower house and came to the body of FIGO Leo surrounded by white roses. He bent over and across the crystal coffin. He kissed FIGO's forehead. Although across a glass, Huang Fuyun was like kissing his father's forehead.
”Father, I'm sorry... I'm the one who should say I'm sorry! Since I started the storm of the Leo family, I'll bear it! Please rest assured that the Leo family will become what you want to see most! Please rest in peace and forgive me!”
A drop of water obviously slipped from Huang Fuyun's cheek and directly onto the cold crystal coffin. How regretful Huang Fuyun felt at this moment. He regretted that he had hated the man who loved him and his mother for so many years. He regretted that he had arranged an an to stir up such a big storm in the lei'ou family, and let the old man die so pitifully!
Uncle Mu sighed deeply. He patted Huang Fuyun on the shoulder and said, ”come on, the funeral is about to begin!”
When Huang Fuyun gathered up his emotions, the guests who came to mourn old Mr. Leo had already arrived. Although they felt that such a small place for funeral was a little inappropriate for old Mr. Leo, they couldn't help sighing when they came to a sea of white roses. This place was as clean as flawless, It is far more beautiful than the noble blue roses that can be seen everywhere in the manor.
When song dai'er and Nangong Anhe came here, song dai'er looked at Nangong Anhe more surprised and said, ”is old Mr. Leo's funeral held here?”
”Yes!” Nangong Anhe said, holding song Daier in one hand and a bundle of white roses in the other.
”Who decided?” song dai'er's eyes were a little wet, because this was what old Mr. Leo said. His favorite place in the whole Leo manor was here! How happy is it that a person can be buried in his favorite place after death!
Nangong Anhe raised his eyebrows, looked at Wei'an figure not far away and said, ”who else will be decided by the new owner of the Leo family!”
”Yun Lian...”
When song Daier said the name, her soft heart seemed to be pulled. Yunlian couldn't have known that the roses in every inch of this place were planted by his mother, so he was willing to let old Mr. Leo's funeral be held here and buried here forever, which means that he has forgiven old Mr. Leo?
”Dai'er...” when Huang fuyunlian turned around, he saw song dai'er standing behind him. He was a little overwhelmed.
”I......” Huangfu Yunlian found that song dai'er was a little incoherent when he stood in front of him.
Song dai'er didn't say anything more. She opened her arms, hugged Huang Fu and said, ”Yun Lian, I'm sorry...”