So desolate: often pitted by a black-bellied husband

Pei Yifeng shook his head with a smile, just at the end of the red light, he speeded up and overtook several cars, if his wife didn't listen to her words, it would really be against the sky.

The next day, Lu Anyi and Pei Yifeng went out wearing black plain clothes. Today, the funeral home in City A held Yao Wanwan's memorial service. They sent Lu Zhenyang to school and drove to the suburbs.

There were thousands of black cars parked at the entrance of the funeral parlor, all of which were luxury cars worth more than a million dollars. Although Yao Wanwan was not very good-natured in front of him.

But now that everyone else is dead, those who should come to pay their respects have come. After all, they met once, just like Zhang Xue’s memorial service before, those business friends who hadn’t seen each other for many years, still attended her memorial service meeting.

Walked into the mourning hall side by side with Pei Yifeng, both sides were full of people, Yao Qin and Yao Yi were kneeling on the ground in filial piety. [

Lu Anyi was used to Yao Qin's heavy makeup, but now she saw her without makeup, if she hadn't been wearing filial piety, she would not have recognized her at a glance.

Yao Yi returned the gift to those who came to pay his respects. Lu Anyi looked at Yao Yi's handsome side face, with a serious expression that seemed a little sad, and sighed softly in her heart. Raised from childhood to adulthood.

There is no family relationship where blood is thicker than water, at least there is still a relationship between people who have been together for a long time.

And Fu Junmei stood in the same position as Fu Junru, with the same filial piety that should be worn. Fu Junmei's expression was calm, and there was no trace of sadness.

On the other hand, Fu Junmei's eyes were red and swollen, as if she had cried, Lu Anyi smiled secretly in her heart, for this pair of sisters, one can act and the other can pretend.

That's how Fu Junru usually feels to others, he is indifferent to everything, often eats fast and recites Buddha, just like those who believe in God, he takes life and death very lightly, so he can say it without tears.

Presumably Fu Junmei's calm and introverted character, Fu Junru, who took the popular line, was a bit inferior. She became her brother-in-law's mistress, and even went to her brother-in-law's mourning hall to do what the main room should do.

Lu Anyi began to feel that Fu Junru was a little stupid. She only glanced at the pair of sisters, lowered her head and looked carefully in her heart. Maybe Fu Junru was also a pawn in Fu Junmei's hands. Thinking about Fu Junmei's deep-seated character, everything is possible. .

The master of ceremonies at the memorial service called her and Pei Yifeng's names, Lu Anyi stopped her inner speculation, raised her head, strode across the threshold, and walked towards the mourning hall with a heavy expression.

Yao Qin and Yao Yi turned their faces to look at the door at the same time. Lu Anyi pursed her lips and nodded to Yao Yi as comfort. She hated Yao Wanwan, Yao Qin, and Fu Junmei more or less.

But for Yao Yi, every time she saw that quiet face that always resembled Pei Yifeng, something touched her heart.

There is no other emotion, I just hope that he can live a good life, because everyone who loves her, or who she loves, she hopes that they can live happily like her.

Yao Yi's body has not been healed yet, and this has formed a knot in Lu Anyi's heart. If Yao Yi's body never recovers, then the knot in her heart will never be untied.

In that situation, if it wasn't for the sake of not leaving a shadow in her and Pei Yifeng's hearts, why would he have to suffer everything later, even involving his whole life.

As Lu Anyi expected, when Yao Qin saw her and Pei Yifeng coming,