Bone erosion crisis: Young Master Lu, don't come here unharmed

"Ah……"

Sheng Zhi Xia Wanqian's emotions turned into a sneer, the dead are indeed the most humble, and the affairs behind them are all in the hands of others, anyone can trample her!

"Oh, it's so boring if I can't catch a fish for a long time. Chan, I give up." At this moment, a man in a pink shirt suddenly stood up behind Lu Muchen, with beautiful curly brown hair and blue eyes. At first glance, it is a mixed race, a combination of Eastern and Western.

The man in the pink shirt turned his head and saw that he was being watched by so many pairs of eyes. Not only did he not hide, he also walked to the railing openly, as if admiring the scenery, and looked at the people on the "Nirvana Heart" Waving his hands, he said in blunt Mandarin: "Hi, how are you! This is the first time we meet, my Chinese name is Shen Wei Lian!"

Shen William said, and flirtatiously blew a few kisses to everyone.

Everyone didn't know how to answer his words, only a few children waved back to him.

"Hahahaha! What does that Chinese character mean? Kid? Can you tell me?" William Shen suddenly asked, pointing to the large characters for "Dian" on the "Heart of Nirvana".

As soon as he asked, no one answered him. Even the children were held back by their parents and they were not allowed to speak.

William Shen seemed a little embarrassed. He looked down and noticed the yacht sandwiched between the two cruise ships and the pier, as well as He Yinan and others on the yacht. He curiously and naively asked the people on the yacht: "Hey, brother, what are you doing? There are cameras, microphones... professional equipment, you guys make movies? It's great! Can I make a cameo too? What kind of scene are you acting in?"

The mooring position of the "Storm-1227" is too capricious. The tail of the cruise ship just forms an angle with the "Nirvana Heart", and the width of this angle is just not enough for a yacht to pass through.

Rather than saying that He Yinan was calm and composed, it would be better to say that he had nowhere to go and could only be forced to stay in this cramped triangular area.

He Yinan's face could no longer be described as livid, it was pale and white. Holding Sheng Zhixia's ashes in his arms, he stood up slowly, and with the help of a professional loudspeaker, spoke to the "Storm-1227" where Lu Muchen was. He said, "Young Master Lu, Xiao Xia's ashes have not been scattered into the sea yet, can you ask Young Master Lu's friend to be quiet and let me send Xiao Xia away?"

Sheng Zhixia could tell that He Yinan's voice had been restrained to the extreme, and he even managed to force a smile, which was clearly seen on the big screen.

Being a dead person is actually quite interesting. She can safely be a spectator. She is looking forward to Lu Muchen's answer and the final conclusion of the funeral. She likes to see He Yinan's embarrassment and frustration.

On the yacht where the "Nirvana Heart" and He Yinan were located, mourning music has been playing since the ashes scatter ceremony.

In this sad atmosphere, He Yinan's reasonable request was enough to give Lu Muchen face.

After scanning the people on the "Nirvana Heart" just now, Lu Muchen's gaze has been looking in the direction of Jinshan, and he didn't pay attention to the yacht where He Yinan was at all.

Now, He Yinan turned on the loudspeaker to make a request in front of the public. Lu Muchen just frowned slightly, and glanced at He Yinan. Zhixia's ashes.

"Chan, is this a funeral?" William Shen seemed to have just figured out the situation, and opened his mouth in surprise. He was also waiting for Lu Muchen's answer.

All the public were waiting for Lu Muchen to speak.

This is a nationwide live broadcast, and in the Internet age, the whole world will see it.

However, Lu Muchen just tossed the sea fishing rod in his hand to the waiter casually, took a clean white towel and wiped his hands, and said lightly, "Mr. He seems to have misplaced himself..."

As soon as Lu Muchen opened his mouth, everyone fell silent. Lu Muchen's voice was too magnetic, with an air of calm and prestige.His voice was as cold as his person.

"Every day, someone is born, someone dies, someone gets promoted and gets rich, and someone happens to lose his wife. Mr. He, you can't ask everyone to wear sackcloth and filial piety for someone today, can you? Take the wind and wash away the dust, and want to find a clean sea area to fish, but Mr. He rushes to scatter things like ashes into the sea, don't you think it's too deceitful?"

"You..." As soon as Lu Muchen said, He Yinan was speechless. It seemed that in Lu Muchen's eyes, the funeral where the ashes were scattered in the sea was nothing special. Too much deception.