Chapter 141 What a bad luck
  Yun Ting frowned, thinking about tomorrow's events gave him a headache.

Whenever the Qingming Festival and the death anniversary arrive every year, it is the time when he has the most headaches.

He said no more and drove home silently.

It was getting late, and he had to get up early the next day. When he returned to Shengshi Yayuan, Yunting went directly to the guest room to sleep.

Mu Wan Ning had been sleeping for a long time. She first ate a bowl of noodles to cushion her stomach, then took a bath, waited for a while to digest, then took medicine, and reluctantly slept for a while.

Sitting at the dinner table in the morning, Mu Wan Ning had no appetite.

Yunting looked at her extremely bad expression, endured it again and again, and reminded her, "Eat more, you probably won't be able to eat at noon."

Mu Wanning stirred the porridge in the bowl with a spoon, "I can't eat it."

"Did you not sleep well after you came back?" Yun Ting asked again.

Mu Wan Ning was silent for a while before nodding.

Yun Ting pursed his lower lip lightly, "Then finish the porridge and then get some sleep after getting in the car. I don't know how long I will have to work on today."

Mu Wanning's hand holding the spoon tightened. Today was a special day, and her sensitive and fragile nerves were easily stimulated. "Do you think your brother's death anniversary is a toss-up?"

"Why do you speak in the same tone as my mother?" Yun Ting looked at her helplessly, "Of course I won't worry about my brother's death anniversary, but..." He paused, "When you see my mother, you will knew."

Mu Wan Ning stared at him for a while, then looked away and looked down at the porridge in the bowl, "For her, there are probably only a few days where she can completely express her pain."

Yun Ting didn't speak. For Song Jinshu, it wasn't just those days. She could express her feelings anytime she wanted.

But now, except for Yun Chengyi, probably no one else can see it.

Mu Wan Ning took two more bites, then put down her spoon and said, "I'm going to change clothes."

When Yun Ting saw that she really couldn't eat, he didn't force it anymore and raised his eyes to look at Aunt Ding.

Aunt Ding nodded, "I'll get some snacks and milk and put them in the car, and wash some fruits and put them in too." After a pause, she added, "You also have to put a few pieces of sugar and chocolate, so as not to cause hypoglycemia."

Mu Wanning changed her clothes and looked at the drawer next to her.

She opened the drawer and looked at the jewelry box that Chu Jue had given her last time. She bit her lip. After a while, she slowly picked up the jewelry box and opened it.

Taking out the ring inside and putting it on myself felt like it took a lifetime of effort.

"Are you ready?" Yun Ting knocked on the door.

Mu Wan Ning raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes, responded, and adjusted her mood for a while before opening the door and walking out.

Seeing that her face seemed a little paler, Yun Ting explained in a low voice, "I'm not rushing you, but it's best not to be late."

"I know." Mu Wanning nodded and walked quickly downstairs.

Han Lin drove, and the atmosphere in the car was a little depressing. He coughed lightly and said, "Looking at the weather, it is indeed going to rain. The memorial site is indoors, but walking from the memorial site to the cemetery is a bit difficult. For the distance, we have prepared 50 umbrellas, which is twice as many as the guest list, which should be enough.”

"Yes." Mu Wanning responded, "Have you heard that there will be temporary arrivals?"

"Not yet. You have to make an appointment in advance to enter the cemetery. I have already said hello. If you make an appointment to pay homage to Young Master Yun, you will inform me." Han Lin said.

Yun Ting looked out the window, "When my brother was in Jincheng, he was restricted too much, so he didn't really have many friends. There were very few people who spontaneously wanted to come to pay homage to him. As for the other collaborators who had never even met him. , I asked Han Lin to refuse anyone who wanted to do favors at this time."

Mu Wanning gently pinched the corner of his suit, but Yun Shen was not someone who didn't like to make friends. When they were in country C, they often traveled and got together with friends. Yun Shen had never been a loner.

Her chest was suffocated by the pressure, probably because she felt sorry for Yun Shen, so at this moment she felt an inexplicable hatred for Song Jinshu.

Although she knew that she had no right to hate Song Jinshu.

But for Yun Shen, Song Jinshu had deprived him of many things he should have.

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

Yun Ting turned to look at Mu Wan Ning, who was in a bad state. He hesitated, stretched out his hand, and gently held her hand, "No..."

Mu Wan Ning reacted quickly and pulled her hand back, turning to look at him.

Yunting's eyebrows slowly furrowed and he asked patiently, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I just..." Mu Wanning was silent for a while, "I just thought of my grandpa. I haven't paid homage to my grandpa for a long time."

"Then find some time and I'll go with you." Yun Ting said.

"Let's talk about it later." Mu Wan Ning paused, "I'll take a nap."

"Yeah." Yun Ting responded, "I'll call you when we get there."

Mu Wan Ning actually couldn't sleep at all, but the closer she got to Yun Shen's cemetery, the more she wanted to put some distance between herself and Yun Ting.

She had to be lucky that there was Han Lin in the car, otherwise if it was just her and Yun Ting, every minute and every second would be even more painful for her.

As he approached the cemetery parking lot, Yun Ting called Mu Wan Ning softly.

She opened her eyes immediately, looked out the window, and gently clenched her hands into fists. As soon as the car stopped, she immediately opened the door and got out of the car.

It was cloudy outside and the air was stuffy. Even if she took a few deep breaths, she couldn't relieve the pressure in her chest.

The staff of the funeral agency had already received and guided them in the parking lot and brought them to the memorial site.

Mu Wanning stood at the door, looking at the huge photo of Yun Shen hanging on the wall. For a moment, her eyes felt dark.

"Wan Ning." Li Nuo, who had come a long time ago because he was worried, rushed over as soon as he saw her. He supported her the moment her body swayed slightly. She turned her head and looked at Yun Ting said, "I was afraid of being late, so I came here early. I didn't expect to arrive so early."

Yun Ting nodded slightly to her.

"You go take care of Uncle Yun and Aunt Yun." Li Nuo looked at Yun Ting, "Wan Ning and I will see if we can help."

Yun Ting raised his eyes and glanced inside, then took a breath and walked in.

Li Nuo looked at Mu Wan Ning's eyes that were starting to turn red, and held her shoulders slightly harder, "Wan Ning, you have to endure it no matter what. No one in the Yun family has cried yet. Today is so important. Don’t let anything go wrong in your life. After this period, you can cry as much as you want. When they are gone, even if you say you want to live here tonight, I will stay with you."

Mu Wan Ning took a deep breath and nodded.

Li Nuocai walked in with her arm in his arms and found a seat far away from other people to sit down.

As soon as I sat down, there was a complaint from the door, "It's raining today, it's really unlucky."

(End of this chapter)

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