Chapter 797: Beauty Mu is back

Peng Wanxian's funeral was held solemnly and solemnly.

There are many people invited to attend the funeral, all of whom Peng Wanxian had a relationship during her lifetime. She is both rich and noble with great strength.

This is what Dean Peng means, because he knows that his sister likes such vanity. Although she didn't die very brilliantly, this was the last time she appeared in front of people, so he decided to do it according to her sister's preferences!

According to the rules, as a family member, Jin Yuancheng should have knelt in front of the spirit and answered the guests correctly, but now... he still kneeled there, but his nose was bruised and swollen, and he was extremely embarrassed. As soon as Dean Peng saw him, he rushed forward and punched and kicked him.

No one went up to stop him, and Jin Yuancheng didn't dare to fight back. After all, if he was beaten, he could get rich and frugal in the future. Then as long as he didn't beat him to death and mess with him!

People can be shameless, and when they should be shameless, they should be as shameless as possible! This is Jin Yuancheng's creed of being a human being!

Peng Wanxian's death was very sad for Dean Peng. Although the relationship between the two brothers and sisters was indifferent, their blood was thicker than water, so this was his only sister.

I remembered that when I was young, the two brothers and sisters grew up together. At that time, my sister was so simple and cute. She loved her brother, who was ten years older than me, as much as her father. But now, this sister has left him forever, so at the funeral, he burst into tears and choked and lost his voice.

Jin Yuancheng knelt there expressionlessly, although he wanted to cooperate with Dean Peng and acted in front of others with a scene of crying and losing voices, so when he received the inheritance in some time, it seemed more natural. However, he really had no feelings for Peng Wanxian. No matter how hard he tried or squeezed, tears wouldn't come out.

Seeing Dean Peng's tears flowing as if he was not money, it caused a group of sympathetic voices. Jin Yuansung was envious. Not only did he envy Lao Peng's tears that could come, but he also envyed him for his good fortune. Look at the woman next to him who was constantly comforting him, mature, noble, elegant and dignified! There is also the woman who was constantly wiping his tears for him, even more young, charming, gentle, and graceful.

Jin Yuansung knew that this mature woman was Lao Peng's wife Yan Xinyue, a professor at Shencheng Medical College. The younger one was Lao Peng's daughter, who had just rushed back from abroad to attend her aunt's funeral.

Jin Yuancheng dared not have any wrong thoughts about Yan Xinyue, who was mature and sexy, and full of temptation on his body... It is precisely because he has a lust and heart but no courage, because although Yan Xinyue had never taught him, her fierce and fierce temperament was well-known far and wide.

His eyes were aimed at Lao Peng's young and beautiful daughter, the youthful and overwhelming Peng Liangpei.

The girl next door has grown up, as fresh as a water-tight peach, and will produce water when you pinch it. Who will pick it if he doesn't pick it? What's more, he is his brother-in-law's daughter, and his niece. After all, it can be considered as a fat water that doesn't flow to outsiders' fields?

So in his heart, he had already started to make a plan for what he wanted... Peng Liangpei didn't know what Kim Won-sung was thinking. She just felt that the man her aunt was looking for was too small and her face was too white. But now, nothing matters, and my aunt has already passed away, so what else can I say!

Originally, she didn't want to come back, but Peng Wanxian was her aunt. As a niece, she didn't even attend her aunt's funeral, which was disrespectful, unfilial and irresponsible. So in this last journey, whether it was obligation or emotion, she had to come back to see her off.

Seeing her father's sad look, she couldn't help but burst into tears. Although Peng Wanxian was not good to her during her lifetime, it was her blood-connected kiss.

After the funeral, President Peng and his group sent Peng Wanxian's ashes to Qingshan Cemetery.

A huge convoy was moving forward slowly, and the ritual car headed was full of flowers, but people would not naively think that someone was getting married again, because the colors of the flowers were so pale, and the arrangement was not a heart-shaped shape for marriage, but a circle, a wreath for the dead. In the middle of the wreath was a black and white photo of a woman. The atmosphere was so serious and solemn, and it exuded a strong sense of sadness. In Qingshan Cemetery, President Peng had already bought a good cemetery for his sister!

The scenery is pleasant, but it is too deserted. I wonder if Peng Wanxian, who has always liked the excitement, wouldn’t like it?

After putting Peng Wanxian's ashes into the prepared pit, a thin foreigner in a black suit came forward to speak, it was nothing more than dust returning to dust and soil. Who and who left us? What kind of good person was like during her lifetime? The original owner blessed her to rest in peace. Then everyone began to come forward to offer flowers in turn. After offering flowers and covering them with soil, the funeral was over.

This is a very Western funeral, which President Peng personally held. He guessed in his heart that if his sister who is a little bit arrogant to foreigners could see, she would probably like it very much!

What is strange is that Jin Won-sung, who had never shed tears, finally cried a lot, not like thunder and rain, but really cried to death with tears in his face.

Humans are all animals of emotions, and everyone has a conscience! The relatives and friends who attended the funeral couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

In fact, they didn't know that Jin Won-sung felt that he hadn't cried in such an occasion, which was really unreasonable. So when he came, he secretly went to the kitchen to find some mustard and applied it to his eyes. The first time he used it, the usage was not so easy to master, and it was a bit too much, so he couldn't stop it even if he wanted to.

After the funeral, everyone naturally went back to their own houses and looked for their own mothers!

President Peng stayed because he wanted to go to the management office of Qingshan Cemetery to handle the procedures. Yan Xinyue and Peng Liangpei were naturally followed behind him. Jin Yuancheng, who regarded himself as the head of the family, also stayed with a silly face, but his eyes, which were red, swollen and still crying because of mustard, stared at Peng Liangpei's graceful and seductive back.

"Auntie, you want to advise me to mourn Father's Day and not to let him be too sad!" Looking at his father's hesitant figure, Peng Liangpei said sadly.

"Okay, I will. People cannot be resurrected by death. You must also be mourned by the way!" Yan Xinyue comforted.

Peng Liangpei nodded. Although his expression was calm, the sadness in his eyes could not be hidden.

When Yan Xinyue looked at her, she couldn't help but think of Gu Feng again, but she was a little strange. When she came, she remembered that she had said hello to him, but why did he not see anyone at this moment?

During the Chinese New Year, no one asked him to come, but he ran away. Now he asked him to come, but he didn't come! That little bastard is just not destined to be with this girl! Yan Xinyue couldn't help but sigh.

Thinking of Peng Liangpei and Gu Feng, she couldn't help but think of herself and Gu Feng. She was a little lucky that she hadn't been pregnant with Gu Feng's child. Otherwise, if Gu Feng and Peng Liangpei got married in the future, the situation would be embarrassing.

His child is Peng Liangpei's younger brother, but Peng Liangpei's husband is her brother's biological father. His child's biological father wants to call Lao Peng as his father-in-law, and Gu Feng is the worst. His son is his brother-in-law...mb, this is all messy. Thinking of the end, Yan Xinyue couldn't help but curse her.

"Auntie, go and accompany my father. I want to walk alone!" Peng Liangpei's voice interrupted Yan Xinyue's random thoughts.

"But……"

"It's okay, I won't go far!" Peng Liangpei said.

"Okay, we'll be waiting for you at the cemetery gate in a while!"

"Okay!" Peng Liangpei agreed and walked slowly towards the other side.

After walking around the Qingshan Cemetery for a while, Peng Liangpei was a little tired and sat on the ground on a moping.

She really couldn't have imagined that my aunt went there like this, and she didn't even meet her for the last time.

I remember when I went abroad, she was still very healthy and energetic, but she suddenly left.

Human life is really fragile!

Peng Liangpei has been abroad for more than half a year. Although he has matured a lot, he still cannot change his sentimentality.

The mountain wind blew towards her, and there was a little chill. Peng Liangpei couldn't help but hold her arm, and at the same time he couldn't help but think of the embrace that she felt warm, and she still had nostalgia, even more than before.

At this time, she wanted to lean into that embrace, feel his warmth, and tell her own thoughts.

It was just this time that she suddenly felt that she was being hugged, but not from the front, but from the back. She was caught off guard and her center of gravity was unstable and her body fell on the grass...
Chapter completed!