Wear it quickly, she's beautiful

Chapter 358
The rainy day at seven o'clock was still very dark, and the raindrops wet the corners of Zi Ling's skirt as soon as he went out. The rain was pattering, the sky was gray, and the branches lost their green leaves in the late autumn, standing desolately in the cold wind and drizzle.

The high-heeled shoes stepped on the ground and splashed water. As soon as Zi Ling walked out of the villa area, the phone rang, and the caller ID was Feng Zi.

"I've asked the driver to pick you up, come here early, don't be late."

When the phone was connected, Feng Zi over there spoke first, Ziling hung up with an "oh", and a black Lincoln just slid to the side and stopped.

"Get in the car."

The driver didn't get out of the car to open the door for her, and he didn't address her politely. Zi Ling's eyes flashed, he glanced at the driver, and raised his hand to hail a taxi.

"Girl, it's raining so hard, come up quickly, where are you going, I'll take you off?"

The taxi stopped on the shoulder of the road in front of the Lincoln, and the uncle who was driving looked back at the luxury car behind him in confusion, not sure if it was his business.

And Ziling had already stepped forward, opened the car door, entered, and reported his address.The uncle couldn't help asking curiously while directional: "Girl, is that car picking you up? Such a good car, why don't you get in it?"

After driving the car for many years, the uncle naturally knows how foreign the car was just now.

Ziling straightened her wet skirt in the backseat, raised her head and smiled helplessly. "It's nothing, I just don't want to take his car." Zi Ling's words were not good, and the uncle shut up wisely and didn't ask any more questions.

The vehicle turned a few roads and drove for a long time, the rain became lighter and lighter, and a pale white appeared on the horizon.Ziling saw the raindrops falling on the car window and the long tear stains blown by the wind, and the solemn and solemn building of the funeral parlor came into view.

Different from the usual deserted appearance, there are some reporters outside the funeral home today, quietly taking pictures for the funeral records.

Ziling paid to get out of the car, and now she really doesn't have any money left.The Feng family held today's funeral very luxuriously, which fully demonstrated the style of the Feng family, but when Ziling stepped on the carpet and entered the hall, there were few people inside.

Feng Yuqing didn't come to today's funeral, and Feng Zi was in charge of presiding over it. Songya, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes, stood beside him with a bitter face, obviously very unhappy. Out loud, language sarcastic.

"What a filial daughter, she can even be late for her own mother's funeral."

Ziling pursed her lips, glanced at her coldly, did not speak, and raised her legs to stand on the other side.

According to the etiquette, before the deceased is buried, relatives and friends of the deceased will come to express their condolences one after another.

After Zi Ling arrived, Song Ya pulled Feng Zi to leave. The calm and solemn Feng Zi in a black suit looked at Zi Ling hesitantly, but Zi Ling gave him a cold look, so he turned around and pulled Song Ya away .

Lingxue's burial was scheduled for around ten o'clock, and Ziling stood by alone for two hours to keep watch, during which only a few innocuous people came to offer their condolences.

When the time was up, Ziling came out of the hall with Lingxue's urn in her arms, stepped into the car that had been arranged, arrived at the Qiyan City Cemetery, went through all the procedures, and buried her in a place that was said to be a treasure of geomantic omen.

When everything was over, the sky began to rain lightly gray again, as if to tell the sorrow of the dead.Everyone left, Ziling didn't open an umbrella, and the drizzle drenched her white dress.

(End of this chapter)