My Third Gentleman

Chapter 690 Funeral (12)

Hearing this, Xia Ziwei closed her eyes, threw herself into his arms without thinking, and cried silently.

Wushuang and Mu Jinchen, Su Ran and Junxiang are all you look at me, I look at you, in each other's eyes, they all read the same message. Is this going to get back together?

Just as Tang Mubai embraced Xia Ziwei and was about to go down, he saw Cheng Lang in black walking over with a person who looked like a bodyguard.

Xia Ziwei shouted in surprise, "Dong Cheng? Why are you here?"

As he spoke, he quietly broke free from Tang Mubai's embrace.

Tang Mubai lifted his eyes and tightened his thin lips and looked at the man in front of him. Although he was slightly blessed, he was still well maintained at this age, at least he hadn't moved his hairline, or was very obese, and looked like he was pampered.

"The pillar of the rising sun has gone to my dear relatives, shouldn't my boss come here to pay my respects? I went to the mourning hall just now, but it was a step too late. You will change your grief and go back to work when the emotional transition is over."

Cheng Lang's remarks were very empathetic, just like the CEO of a company extending the deepest condolences to his most proud subordinates.

"Thank you Cheng Dong, you are interested."

He glanced at Tang Mubai again, a little surprised, and he would soon recover, "Isn't this Tang Dong, who has been in the limelight recently? I didn't expect to see you here, in Xia Chenglang, I will be lucky enough to see you."

As he said, the gentleman stretched out his right hand to shake hands with Tang Mubai.

In other words, it was also an elder, Tang Mubai was not easy to refuse, so he stretched out his right hand and talked to the meeting place, "Happy meeting."

Cheng Lang said familiarly again, "I think Tang Dong has a good relationship with Weiwei, so I might as well come to the rising sun someday, maybe there will be business contacts in the future."

"Another day." Tang Mubai had no intention to talk to him more, his tone was still faint, and he was able to resist this deliberately good person.

"Jun Xiang, did you say that this person came to pay tribute or to chat? There is no meaning to worship after coming for so long."

Su Ran vividly remembered the scene of the opening ceremony of Chenyu Film and Television City, and he did not have a slight impression of Cheng Lang.

Hearing this, Cheng Lang turned his gaze to the person who was not far away, and said to Tang Mubai, "I want to be with you." He walked in the direction of the tombstone, and the bodyguard stepped forward and put down the white flower in his hand. By the way, he took the incense aside and lit it and handed it to his hand.

Cheng Lang worshipped the tombstone a few times before bending over and inserting the incense in his hand.

Then he turned around and said to them kindly, "Mu Dong, let's meet again. I am not surprised that Mu Dong appeared here. After all, he also called the deceased's uncle. Cheng is very curious why Young Master Jun also appears. ."

Jun Xiang hadn't spoken yet, and Su Ran had already snorted coldly, "We are not surprised that even someone like you who has been out of touch for eight lifetimes appears here. What is so strange about you? What are your qualifications to be strange? We? I'm not interested in chatting, just go..."

Su Ran’s words are not showing any emotion, his tone seems to be reprimanding an ignorant person, not an elder who is twice as old as her. Wushuang would laugh out loud if she changed the occasion. .

In Su Ran's eyes, there is no moral benchmark for respecting the old and loving the young. She only respects people who are worthy of respect.

Cheng Lang's emotional intelligence is very high today. It seems that he doesn't want to care about the younger generation, but he said to Jun Xiang with a good temper, "I heard that you have a childhood sweetheart fiancee a few days ago. I think it must be this one, Jun Shao is very lucky. "

(End of this chapter)