Fake daughters are wealthy

"I'm very happy that you can come. I received the notebook that day. Don't worry, I will inherit my father's wishes and send money to the people in the notebook every month."

The little book that Qiao Nian gave him, he went to check the people on the list, all of them were his father's former comrades in arms.

Wei Mingxuan pursed his lips, unable to hide the emotion on his face, and whispered to the girl, "Qiao Nian, thank you. If it wasn't for you..."

Just as he was halfway through speaking, Wei Lou came over, grabbed his arm and interrupted his words, as if he didn't care about anything: "Dad, why are you talking so much, it's almost enough, let Qiao Xiaonian go in first. You block people at the door, what do other people think?"

There were a lot of guests who came to Wei's house today to express their condolences, all of them were famous people in Beijing, Wei Mingxuan presided over the overall situation of Wei's house.

Is the absolute master of today.

The protagonist put down so many guests without saying hello, and ran to talk to a young girl, which is an extremely eye-catching person in itself.

Many people are looking in this direction.

He looked Qiao Nian up and down, as if trying to figure out what Qiao Nian was up to.

Wei Mingxuan was the one who walked through the wind and waves, and when his son reminded him, he belatedly realized that this is not a good time to reminisce about the old days.

He rubbed his forehead and smiled helplessly: "Look at me, I'm so busy."

He raised his head again, and looked at the girl with eyes full of guilt: "Miss Qiao, don't mind. I will come to thank you in person after I finish my work."

Qiao Nian herself was not good at handling such occasions, her brows and eyes were dry, she raised her hand, and subconsciously pulled the brim of her hat, and then realized that she was not wearing a peaked cap when she went out, so she lowered her hand in mid-air, and her cold white skin paled in the sun His eyes dazzled, porcelain white and delicate: "Uncle Wei, you don't have to be polite with me. I said that I and Wei Lou are friends, and Grandpa Wei is also my elder. It's just that I didn't help, so I'm sorry."

For the first time, she failed to snatch someone back from the hands of death.

It was also because of Mr. Wei that she realized for the first time that death was very close to her.

Life is so short, it seems that in the blink of an eye, as soon as you let go, a person is gone like this.

Qiao Nian pursed her lips. When passing by a young man, she raised her hand and patted the man's shoulder lightly. There was no superfluous expression on her face, but her gesture was very warm: "Congratulations."

She took a pat and withdrew her hand, put one hand in her pocket, and walked straight towards the mourning hall.

The guard building kept going until the girl was gone.

Only then did I see the back of the girl gradually going away.

He looked dazed for a second, raised the corners of his mouth, and almost showed the foolish smile he had when he was going around the city again, but the corners of his mouth only raised halfway and then fell down, leaving only endless bitterness.

He has stayed in the ring city for three years, and he has been thinking about how to get closer and closer to Qiao Nian all the time.

He never thought that it would be in this situation when he finally waited until his sweetheart took the initiative to approach him.

This feeling of being sympathized by a girl who has been in love with her for many years...

Wei Lou twitched the corner of his mouth, almost wanting to curse.

Fuck the dog!

*

Wei Lao's mourning hall is very solemnly arranged.

The guests who came in to express their condolences all lined up in an orderly manner. Everyone went to the mourning hall and put down the white flowers they brought. After bowing, they were replaced by the next person.

Qiao Nian was at the back of the line.

After Qin Si bowed to the old man in the photo, he put down the white flowers, turned around and left, when he saw girls who were so eye-catching even in line in the crowd.

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