Gu Qingcheng: Qi Shao's Sweet Wife

Chapter 29 His Eyes Are Gentle Over the Years 【14】

Recalling that night, Qi Muran pursued her like a joke; recalling what she said to God when she left the small house, her silent heart beat rapidly.

Did God deliberately make her unable to get a taxi, or did God deliberately let her meet Qi Muran?
Compared with the silent fugue, Qi Muran seemed very natural.He raised his eyelids to look at the rainy sky, and then looked at his body soaked in silence.

"What's the matter with you, you're a drowned rat?"

Hearing this, Jing Jing was like a slap in the face, remembering his purpose of blocking the car.

Jing Jing's clenched fist fingers have gradually become numb. After a few seconds of pause, she spoke to Qi Moran in the car in a crying voice, almost begging:

"Master Qi, my grandma passed away. I don't know what to do by myself. Please, help me."

After Jing Jing finished speaking, he thought of Qi Muran, a wealthy young man in the upper class, how could he know how to deal with the funeral of the elderly.So, he said again:

"If you feel unlucky and don't want to help me, can I borrow your car and take us to the funeral home, as long as you give us a ride."

The rain is still falling, showing no signs of abating.The quiet and fair little face was covered with water droplets, and his whole body was trembling slightly because of the long shower.

Qi Muran stared at An Jing intently, paused for a while, and then opened the car door, picked up An Jing, who was soaked all over, and put him into the car.He asked nonsensically, "Where is it?"

Quietly looked at Qi Muran's black pupils in surprise, and asked timidly: "Master Qi, you..."

Qi Muran was at a loss for Ji Jing, and felt a little dumbfounded for a moment.Is he not clear enough, or her memory is not very good?

"I said, where is your grandma?"

After Qi Muran finished speaking, the silence was like a drowning person being rescued ashore. He breathed a sigh of relief, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

When Qi Muran saw the silent smile, he suddenly felt comforted in his heart.It seemed that when she was smiling, his mood also became infinitely better.

……

Qi Moran took Grandma Malt's body to the funeral parlor for cremation, and it took less than two hours for her to be buried.During the period, he just made a phone call to Lin Xiao.

Ji Jing stared at Qi Muran dumbfounded, his eyes full of gratitude.

Although she knows that money is very important in this society, identity and status are very important.But I didn't expect that people with money, status, and status can do things with such double the result with half the effort.

Ji Jing can't imagine, if there is no Qi Muran in grandma's funeral this time, how much wrong she and Mai Ya will go.

In other words, no matter how hard they try, no matter how hard they try, they will never be able to get such a Fengshui cemetery!

Qi Muran looked at Jing Jing looking at him, and looked back at her clear eyes without any hesitation.

He could see a small self in her pupils, so small, so insignificant.

Although small, but in the quiet eyes, there is only that small him.This cognition makes Qi Muran's mood more and more excited.

"Have you seen enough? Although this young master is indeed handsome, you are too crazy to stare at me like this!"

"Eh..." Jing Jing frowned slightly, turned his head in disdain, and ignored Qi Muran's narcissistic words.

(End of this chapter)