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Chapter 1462

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After that, Zhuo Yajun and Zhuo Mingxi pressured her step by step, making her unwilling to compromise with them.

But if she didn't sell her shares and compromise, it would mean she accepted Old Zhuo's kindness.

It seemed that no matter what choice she made, she would be wrong.

Was this the biggest problem Old Zhuo left her?

Yun Ting didn't know how to comfort Lin Mumu, so he could only accompany her to eat. Sometimes, there was no need to say anything, and company was the best comfort.

Now that Lin Mumu seemed to have thought it through, Yun Ting was also happy for her.

"Tomorrow is Old Zhuo's memorial service, would you accompany me?" Lin Mumu picked up a piece of braised beef for Yun Ting and bit her chopsticks while looking at him.

"You forgive him?" Yun Ting's eyes lit up.

Lin Mumu shook her head: "He didn't do anything wrong to me, so I don't have to forgive him. Of course, I can't represent the dead.

Because I'm me, I'm not Zhuo Ning.

I hope there will be another parallel universe where he can meet Yue Xiaotian and Zhuo Ning again after his death, and atone for his sins to them. "

"Silly girl." Yun Ting's face showed a trace of a smile: "Of course I'll accompany you."

"En." Lin Mumu smiled and picked up another piece of meat for Yun Ting in a good mood.

It was the same braised beef, but why did he feel that Lin Mumu's was particularly delicious?

"Give me another piece." Yun Ting eagerly looked at Lin Mumu's chopsticks and waited for her to feed him.

Lin Mumu picked up another piece of beef and prepared to put it in Yun Ting's bowl.

Yun Ting eagerly waited, but this little demon simply turned her hand and put the meat in her mouth.

Too unfriendly!

Assistant Qiu originally came to find Lin Mumu, but after seeing the intimate interaction between the couple, he felt embarrassed to disturb them. Thinking about such a trivial matter, he didn't want to bother Lin Mumu. Forget it, he could handle it!



The next day, Lin Mumu wore a black shirt and black trousers and was driven by Yun Ting to Old Zhuo Jiancheng's memorial service.

Old Zhuo Jiancheng was, after all, an entrepreneur and the founder of the Tiancheng Group. His memorial service not only attracted many business people, but also some political figures.

For such a celebrity's large-scale memorial service, as long as they had a little friendship or hoped to have a friendship, they would attend.

The descendants of the Zhuo family wore mourning clothes in accordance with the Hua Xia tradition. They wore white cloths on their shoulders and greeted the guests in the mourning hall.

This scene lasted for half a day. After paying their respects and waiting for the ashes to be delivered, there would be some time for the guests to rest and drink tea.

Lin Mumu mixed in the crowd and didn't particularly stand out. She also understood that she didn't represent anyone, and the grudges of the past should be left to the dead to solve by themselves. She only represented herself, Lin Mumu.

She had come to pay her respects to the old man as herself, not as Zhuo Ning's daughter or Yue Xiaotian's granddaughter.

At the memorial service, although the Zhuo family members were all gnashing their teeth when they saw Lin Mumu, they didn't flare up and instead politely returned the courtesy.

After all, compared to Lin Mumu, this group of people cared more about face.

However, when it was time to rest, Zhuo Yajun's wife, Liu Aiying, couldn't help but rush in front of Lin Mumu without caring about her image:

"Little vixen, what sorcery did you use? It's fine if I let the old man give you all the family property, but now even my son is gone because of you. "

Her daughter-in-law, Tian Minxiu, was also crying with her three-year-old child in her arms.

The child kept crying, "Give me back my father, give me back my father!"

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