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Chapter 777 Answer

Of course, Jiang Xiu would not ask Ji Shoumeng for emotional issues. After hanging up Ji Shao’s phone politely, she sighed sadly: “Yuwuwu has no time to pay attention to me now.”

Jiang Songyin said: "Then you can only learn by yourself."

Jiang Xiu said: "I don't have the talent in this area."

"Diligence can make up for your weakness."

Jiang Songyin made a cheerful gesture to her: "Jiang Xiaoxiu, I believe in you!"

Jiang Xiu: "..." I don't believe in myself.

The next morning, Jiang Xiu got up a little late. When he arrived at the dining table, Fu Chenhan had already finished breakfast and was reading the newspaper. Jiang Xiu was yawning while sitting down at the table. Fu Chenhan looked at her: "What bad thing did you do last night?"

"..." Jiang Xiu almost squirted out the milk from her mouth. She stared at Fu Chenhan and said, "I am not the one who does bad things!"

Fu Chenhan knew: "You mean you were on the road yesterday..." Jiang Xiu: "Shut up!"

Fu Chenhan followed the good deeds and said, "I said that is the unspoken rules of the workplace. Depending on your reaction, you should be willing to accept the unspoken rules. Why, now you regret it?"

Jiang Xiu: "..." I'll go to your uncle's unspoken rules.

She said with a cold face: "I thought you were an answer."

Fu Chenhan paused his fingers, turned the newspaper in his hand and said lightly: "Let's have a meal."

It's clear that I don't plan to make it clear.

Jiang Xiu had no choice but to treat him with this attitude. After all, she couldn't rush up and beat someone up. The most important thing was that she couldn't beat Fu Chenhan and could only finish her breakfast in anger.

The project led by Bai Yan is about to end. Jiang Xiu asked about Ouyang Ming’s progress and the reply he received was still being prepared. Jiang Xiu thought that after a few days the project he had ended, he would go to Aurora Island.

But the plan could not keep up with the changes. Just after get off work in the afternoon, Jiang Xiu walked to the door of the laboratory and received news of Mrs. Fu's death.

When he heard it, Jiang Xiu was still a little stunned.

In fact, Old Mrs. Fu passed away at such an age and did not suffer much before her death, so it was considered a joyful and joyful deed.

Jiang Xiu looked at the laboratory door, sighed softly, and said, "Is Mr. Han going to the old house now?"

It was plain to say: "Yes, Master Han has passed, let me pick you up."

Jiang Xiu was stunned: "What should I do if I pick you up?"

Of course, it was because the elders in the family passed away and all the juniors were going to go back to keep a soul. Han Master was urging Lailai everywhere and said that you were his wife. Isn’t it true that you would be his wife?

But I didn't dare to say this for nothing, for fear of losing my life if I said it. So I thought about it and said, "You have also saved your life to the old lady before. Now the old lady has been around for a hundred years, so it's okay for you to go and see it."

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After she got into the car, she asked, "How is Mr. Han's mood?"

Pingwu said: "You are wrong. I have been with Mr. Han for so many years and have never seen through Mr. Han's thoughts."

Jiang Xiu sighed: "It's his grandmother after all, he should be very uncomfortable."

I thought to myself that Miss Jiang, you still underestimated Mr. Han’s cold heart. Maybe there is no emotional fluctuation at the moment, but this may be a beautiful misunderstanding. Miss Jiang feels sorry for Mr. Han and will show kindness to him. Once he shows kindness, will the relationship warm up?

If so, he would no longer worry about his precarious year-end bonus.

Therefore, he chose to remain silent for nothing.

Jiang Xiu was in a heavy mood. When she walked into the quiet old house, the servants all changed into black clothes, which looked very depressed.

A servant came to lead the way, but Jiang Xiu refused and followed his memory to the old lady's yard.

She still remembered the panic in her heart when she first came to the old lady's yard, but now things have changed, and this old man who has been domineering all his life has finally closed his eyes.

The old lady's room was crying, and Jiang Xiu immediately identified Dou Zhenrui's voice from it. She cried sincerely, and all the makeup on her face was exhausted, looking like a national treasure running out of the zoo.

Fu Chenhan and Fu Yishu both stood silently in front of the old lady's window. The expression on Fu Yishu's face was cold and painful, and Fu Chenhan had to be much more indifferent, as if the one who died was not his grandmother at all.

Fu Yishu suddenly said: "My grandma was not conscious when she passed away, but she kept calling her mother and your name."

Fu Chenhan sneered: "Who is she most guilty of, whom she called her name before she died."

Fu Yishu whispered: "Brother, can the conflict between you and grandma be resolved by death?"

Fu Chenhan said lightly: "There is no hatred that cannot be resolved, I don't hate her."

I hate it, I care.

Old Mrs. Fu is not worth it.

Fu Chenhan didn't want to say anything to his younger brother anymore. He turned his eyes and saw Jiang Xiu, raised his finger: "Come here."

Suddenly, everyone in the room looked over.

"..." Jiang Xiu walked to Fu Chenhan in silence and said, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Nothing, I'm just calling you."

Fu Chenhan said casually: "Do you want to see her for the last time?"

The people outside are already waiting to collect the burial.

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Immediately someone uncovered the white cloth on the old lady's face. Jiang Xiu looked at the old face that had been sleeping forever. The body would be placed in the mourning hall for people to pay tribute to others, and then sent to the crematorium, burned into a small handful of ashes, put into an exquisite urn, buried deep into the ground, erected tombstones for future generations to bow to.

Jiang Xiu suddenly felt sad.

Life is so short that no one knows which one will come first, tomorrow or accident. People are so fragile, and there are so many ways to die.

Jiang Xiu closed his eyes and whispered: "Although you hated me very much during your lifetime, you did not do any substantial harm to me after all."

"I'll go to the underworld and hope to be satisfied."

The white cloth was covered with re-covered, and the person with the bracelet bones had arrived. Fu Chenhan said, "Let's go."

Jiang Xiu asked: "Where to go?"

Fu Chenhan said: "It's good to go anywhere."

Jiang Xiu said, followed him out the door and said, "Don't you need to worry about the old lady's funeral?"

"She doesn't like me. If I deal with her afterlife, wouldn't she die with peace of mind?"

Fu Chenhan sneered and said, "You don't have to think about comforting me. I really don't feel anything if she dies."

Jiang Xiu said again.

Fu Chenhan suddenly stopped and turned to look at her: "What?

Don't believe me?"

Jiang Xiu raised his eyes and looked at him, raised his hand to touch his brow: "If you really don't care, why do you frown?
Chapter completed!
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