C189 (1/2)

She was just pretending to be pitiful. She just wanted everyone to know how pitiful she was, not only was she being framed, she had even lost her father.

Sometimes, even Jin Weiwei himself felt that he was a good and hypocritical person.

”Hmm …” In any case, there weren't many good people in this world, so she was fine with being neither good nor bad.

Jin Weiwei who was crying because of the onion in the mourning hall thought.

She really wanted to throw away the onion in her sleeve, but there was nothing she could do about it. Although she was sad, it was not the sadness of a daughter towards her father, but the sadness of a normal person towards the passing of a life.

She wasn't an actress, so she just cried whenever she wanted to. She just came up with this idea.

Jin Weiwei also had a bit of reputation in the Lishui County. There were many people who had offered incense to him in the past two days, initially, there were some who wanted to get closer to Jin Weiwei, but seeing how sad he was crying, they all sighed and left.

The last one to arrive was Cheng Yu and Zhou Manager, the two coincidentally bumped into each other. Jin Weiwei slid the onion to his elbow and wiped away two tears, revealing a teary smile.

”Young Master Cheng, Zhou Manager.”

Jin Weiwei's eyes were swollen red, he looked like he was forcing a smile.

From what he knew, Jin Weiwei did not have a good relationship with Jin Dabao, why would he cry so bitterly?

Thinking about the discussions that had taken place in the past two days, Cheng Yu immediately understood that this was probably a method Jin Weiwei used to redeem his reputation in the shop.

Really … Good move.

”Don't be too sad Madame Jin. There is no banquet that doesn't disperse. People have to keep looking forward.”

Zhou Manager's face was full of consolation, the onion in his sleeve reeked of smoke that hit Jin Weiwei again. He couldn't control himself, and tears started streaming down his face again.

”Mn, thank you Zhou Manager.”

At this moment, she could not say a word. At night, she must pick out a smaller onion from the pearl jade. Day after day, her eyes would be swollen from the smoke.

Zhou Manager thought that she was really sad and left after saying a few words of consolation.

Jin Weiwei could only watch, she admired the Zhou Manager. In the few days that she had entered the prison, the small merchants that cooperated with her could hide as far away as they could, but this Zhou Manager, who did not know when to stop, did not have any relationship with her.

It was completely a merchant's way of doing things, but there was two parts of benevolence and righteousness in it. If it was her, she would do the same.

”Weiwei, you're very powerful.”

After throwing that sentence, Cheng Yu also left. Jin Weiwei couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

”Stay away from him.”

A voice suddenly sounded beside his ear. Jin Weiwei turned his head to look and discovered that it was the Little Rich Son who had similarly reddened eyes.

Seeing him like this, Jin Weiwei couldn't help but curse in her heart. It was the same onion that had been smoked for a few days, she couldn't even control her tears.

Even more irritating was the fact that he was the one who wanted the smoked onion.

”As for my business dealings, I won't count.”

Jin Weiwei sniffed, but couldn't help but cry.

Little Rich Son turned his head to look at her, and reminded her in a low voice: ”You don't have any business dealings with him.”

Jin Weiwei was startled, looks like it?

Ever since Cheng Yuan's incident, the cooperation between the two families had lessened. After this incident, everything seemed to have ended.

The next day was the day of Jin Dabao's funeral. This time, Jin Weiwei had to return to the original location, because the ancestral grave of Jin Family was located there.

Jin Weiwei made a lot of noise and even sent people to repair the ancestral tombs for a while.