Chapter 5: My Funeral (1)
Qingshan Cemetery in Zhonghai City.

How ironic and subtle it is to attend your own funeral as someone else.

Especially when Su Yan saw from a distance, her boyfriend and friend who had betrayed her were standing in front of her grave, pretending to be very sad, her heart felt like there were countless thorns piercing her, she felt pain and hatred at the same time.

Su Yanchi watched quietly like this, feeling heavy in her heart, there was sadness, but more of it was tingling pain.

She obviously didn't do anything, but they framed her to death like this, and took all of her things, even her personal property.

However, the fruits of her hard work were snatched away by her friends, and she made wedding dresses for them, which wasted a lot of effort.

Su Yan didn't dare to get too close, she just watched from afar.

Seeing the hypocrisy of the man and woman, even the ordinary employees are more sad than they are.

Su Yan really wanted to go up and tear their hypocrisy into pieces, but she couldn't.

Those who came to the funeral included her subordinates who had a good relationship with her on weekdays, and her superiors were also present, but after all, they were not her family members, and the funeral was over after the funeral.

When everyone left, only the man and woman remained.

Su Yan suppressed the burning anger in her heart, while admonishing herself, now she is Su Yan, not Ye Yun.

"Chen Ying, we should go."

Liu Qing didn't even want to stay here for a moment, and the eyes that glanced at the photo also concealed deep disgust and jealousy.

Yang Chenzhen stared blankly at the photo on the tombstone, as if he didn't hear Liu Qing's words.

Seeing Yang Chenzhen staring at Ye Yun's photo in a daze, she couldn't help but sneer: "Isn't it good that she died? We can get more benefits, didn't you also get a large deposit from her? Yang Chen, it's too late for you to regret it now, she is dead, do you understand what death is?"

Yang Chenzhen finally turned his head to look at the crazy Liu Qing, his eyes couldn't hide his sadness, like a lone wolf who lost his partner, his eyes were full of painful despair.

Seeing the sharpness and disdain in Yang Chenying's eyes, Liu Qing continued to taunt, "Why, you are the one who betrayed her, and now who is doing this for you? Yang Chenying, don't make me look down on you If you feel remorse, slam your head to death in front of her now, and go to hell to find her to repent."

Liu Qing's voice was so shrill and high that even Su Yan, who was standing far away, could hear it.

"That's enough," Yang Chenying changed from his usual gentleness, and said something to Liu Qing with a somewhat ferocious face.

Liu Qing who was stopped by him did not change his face, but the smile on his face became even more dazzling, "We are all on the same boat, Chen Ying, do you think you can go back?"

Yang Chenying swayed, holding on to the tombstone, and when he lowered his head, he could see that beautiful smiling face, it was so dazzling.

Seeing Yang Chenyou's dodging eyes in embarrassment, Liu Qing didn't even bother to tease her.

Ye Yun really did not do anything sorry for them, on the contrary, Ye Yun was very kind to them.

But it was this kindness that put him under extraordinary pressure and made her feel jealous.

Ye Yun is too kind, a tall and strong woman, all the light should radiate from her body.

Su Yan clenched her fists and looked at the backs of them helping each other to leave, then walked slowly to her own grave, looked at the preserved photo, and gritted her silver teeth.

The white knuckles slid across herself in the photo, and Su Yan's face flashed with determination.

She absolutely can't make them feel better, she didn't feel sorry for them, but she was framed by such calculations, how could she be reconciled.

(End of this chapter)

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