Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

Huo Yanshen, Song Xiuyuan, Ying Ying, Mr. Si, and some people she had met but couldn't name.

These people are all close friends of Rong Jiuci.

Murong Rong was very surprised, originally she thought that Rong Jiuci planned to bury An quietly without disturbing anyone.

But it never occurred to him that not only did he not intend to hide it, but he also invited so many friends.

"Come on, go over and say hello to everyone."

Huo Yanshen knew their identities. Seeing Rong Jiuci walking over with Murong Rong, he couldn't help showing sadness in his eyes: "Brother Jiu, Ms. Mu's condolences."

"Thank you."

"The little girl will be fine in heaven."

"thanks, thanks."

After saying a series of thanks, Murong Rong stopped in front of Mr. Si and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you for making this trip."

Mr. Si's expression was sad, and he sighed and said, "It's hard work, it's all due. Although no formal apprentice banquet has been held yet, An'an is my youngest disciple in my heart."

Accompanying Mr. Si is Cheng Yi, An An's former piano teacher.

He said: "After learning about my junior sister's accident, my teacher became furious and was sick for a week before slowly recovering. Moreover, the teacher has announced to the public that Mu An'an is our junior junior sister and also Master's closed disciple."

Murong Rong also later found out the identity of Mr. Si from the Internet. He is the famous piano master in the world, Kong Zang.

Originally, she had always been very happy for An An, to have such a teacher, even if there was only such a short fate.

She never thought that Mr. Si would make such a decision.

Murong Rong bowed deeply to Mr. Si: "Thank you, An An will be very happy when she finds out."

Murong Rong's fingers stroked the ashes urn in her arms, and the urn that had been warmed by her body was as moist and smooth as skin.

"Don't be so polite, I should be the one who said thank you for allowing me to receive such a desirable disciple at this age."

The undertaker came by.

"Mr. Rong, the time is coming soon."

"it is good."

Rong Jiuci walked towards the cemetery with Murong Rong in his arms.

This is the ancestral tomb of the Rong family. All the burial locations are very particular. The tomb belonging to An An has already been dug.

The staff of the funeral home said: "Mr. Rong, please put Miss An An's ashes into the grave now."

Before Rong Jiuci could speak, an angry voice came from behind——

"Stop me!"

Everyone turned their heads to look over, and saw Mrs. Rong walking over quickly, accompanied by her servants.

This woman, who has always been graceful and luxurious, was full of anger at this time, and her tone was extremely severe: "Rong Jiuci, what are you doing? What's your brain? How can you make an outsider bury in the Rong family's ancestral grave?" decision! Do you want all the Rong family members to scold you for being unfilial?"

After scolding her son, Mrs. Rong suddenly turned her head to look at Murong Rong again, her eyes seemed to be looking at a beautiful woman who would bring disaster to the country and the people.

"Murong Rong, I know what you are thinking. You want to use this method to prove your specialness and your influence on Rong Jiuci! But let me tell you, this method is really stupid!

I, the biological mother of Rong Jiuci, the head mistress of the Rong family, tell you here, unless..."

Unless I die, I will never let you gain a foothold in the Rong family!

"grandmother!"

When Mrs. Rong was about to say those words, she was suddenly interrupted by Chen Chen.

As soon as Madam Rong turned her head, she saw Chen Chen rushing over accompanied by Uncle Zhong, maybe he rushed too fast, he was still panting violently, and his little face was a little red.

"Chenchen, why are you here?" After speaking, his eyes full of anger were cast on Murong Rong like a knife.

This woman is really good. For the daughter she gave birth to, even her Chen Chen was cruelly used!

Is she worthy of Chen Chen's sincere love for her?

"It wasn't Mommy who asked me to come. I insisted on coming. My sister has finally come home. I want to see her and also send her off." Chen Chen's eyes were red and swollen.

Even if Mrs. Rong gets angry again, she can't speak bad words in front of Chen Chen. She glared at Rong Jiuci, and said sharply: "Rong Jiuci, are you sure you want to mess around with this woman?"

Rong Jiuci was not surprised that his mother would show up. Since he didn't intend to do this quietly, he naturally considered all the consequences.

"Mom, this is my decision, it has nothing to do with Murong Rong."

"It doesn't matter? Do you think I'm a fool?" Mrs. Rong looked at Murong Rong angrily when she saw that Rong Jiuci was unmoved, "Murong Rong, I must admit that you are very powerful. , can still coax Chen Chen. But, the rest of my Rong family are not so easy to fool. This matter will never be left alone, I will see how you persuade other members of the Rong family. "

Madam Rong dismissed these words and left quickly, she didn't want to take another look at Murong Rong.

Seeing Mrs. Rong so angry, Murong Rong felt a little uneasy, and could not help but hug the ashes urn in her arms even harder.

Rong Jiuci patted Murong Rong's back reassuringly: "Don't worry, everything is by me."

When he made the decision to let An An be buried in the Rong family's ancestral grave, he had already guessed it.

Murong Rong bit her lips, but at this moment she couldn't say any words of rejection.

After getting permission, the funeral home staff began to come out to preside over the ceremony.

An An was young, and the ceremony was solemn but simple.

"Miss Mu, please put the urn into the grave now."

"Rong Rong, let's go." Rong Jiuci supported Murong Rong and put the urn in together.

The funeral home workers immediately took the people and began to bury the soil.

Murong Rong stood aside and watched, when the small urn was about to be buried with soil, her emotions suddenly lost control.

"An'an!" Murong Rong rushed inside like crazy.

No, she couldn't let An An be buried.

This is her daughter.

It's her daughter who owes a lot.

"Rongrong! Calm down!"

Murong Rong cried and begged: "Rong Jiuci, An An is afraid of the dark, and she is very timid, she dare not live alone. I beg you, will you bring her back? Will you?"

Rong Jiuci hugged Murong Rong tightly: "In the future, our family of four will be reunited."

He looked at Murong Rong and made his voice softer: "An An just went home first. We will be with her after a hundred years. Let An An sleep first, okay?"

Murong Rong stared at Rong Jiuci in a daze for a while, and suddenly burst into tears.

Rong Jiuci hugged Murong Rong tightly, and patted her on the back as if to comfort her, amidst her shrill voice.

A tear fell from the corner of Rong Rong Jiuci's eyes, and his eyes were filled with sadness.

The ceremony continued, and all the guests put the flowers in their hands in front of the newly erected tombstone to say their final goodbyes. Looking at the small photo of the girl above, everyone felt very uncomfortable.

After the farewell ceremony was over, Cheng Yi accompanied Mr. Si to say goodbye: "Miss Mu, there are still some things from An'an at the piano store. You can go and get them when you have time."

"Okay." Murong Rong bowed like Mr. Si: "Thank you."

Thank you for giving An An the warmth in her life.