Song Yunjia's funeral was not known by the whole city, but at least half of Yuncheng knew that Song Yunjia's funeral had been held.
Song Yunxuan dressed in black. When Song Yunjia was buried, she threw a white rose to Song Yunjia.
Song Yunying's eyes were full of desolation. With a big belly, she could hardly stand.
Ye Meiqi even fainted from crying when her daughter was buried.
Mei Qi stayed by Song Yunxuan's side all the time, watching Song Yunxuan's expression.
Song Yunxuan was very calm. Watching Song Yunjia buried, she just narrowed her eyes.
Compared with Gu Changge, who was buried at sea, Song Yunjia was much better. At least she had a small box to hold the ashes.
Gu Changge, on the other hand, had nothing left except the sea water and the scattered ashes of her bones.
Song Yunjia finally ended up like this. She should be contented.
She purses her lips and watches Song Yunjia being buried. All the relatives and friends who come to offer their condolences are sad.
As Song Yunjia's close friend and colleague, Shao Tianze didn't leave as quickly and ruthlessly as Gu Changle. He didn't leave until Song Yunjia was buried.
Chu Mochen came a little late, but the media in Yuncheng would not focus on the Chu Family.
Because even if someone wanted to focus on the Chu Family, Song Yunxuan would not allow them to do so.
After returning home, she booked a plane ticket back to Switzerland for Ye Meiqi.
Ye Meiqi was so sad that she slept from the afternoon of Song Yunjia's burial to three o 'clock in the evening.
And at three o 'clock, she ran out of the room and went to the bar to drink.
After getting drunk, she held Song Yan's memorial tablet and cried.
Song Yunxuan didn't fall asleep. In the middle of the night, she was woken up by a servant at home.
The servant looked a little worried.
Before the servant told her what had happened, Song Yunxuan heard a woman crying in the old house.
She sounded sad. People who didn't know might think it was a ghost.
Ye Meiqi's cries woke up the servants who were light sleepers at home. However, Ye Meiqi was the madam of the family, so the servants dared not say anything. They had no choice but to come to Song Yunxuan.
Song Yunxuan was wearing pajamas. Hearing the crying, she asked casually, "Did my elder sister come back to life?"
The servant quickly shook her head and explained, "No, Miss Song."
"Then what's the matter with the ghost crying?"
The servant explained, "Madam is crying while holding the memorial tablets of Master and Miss Yunxuan."
Song Yunxuan nodded, "I see. Go back and have a rest. I'll go and have a look."
Song Yunxuan dismissed the servant who came to inform her. Then she went to the room to find a shawl and put it on, ready to leave the room.
But as soon as she stepped away from the bed, Chu Mochen stretched out his fingers and grabbed her wrist, "Where are you going?"
"I thought you was. But when you opened the door, Song Yunxuan, Yunxuan Yunxuan said helplessly.
"I was. But as soon as you opened the door, I couldn't sleep because of the sound outside."
"I'm going to have a look." Song Yunxuan asked him, "Do you want to continue sleeping or go with me?"
"Let's go together."
Chu Mochen got up from the bed.
Song Yunxuan took his coat from the side and put it on him.
Feeling that Song Yunxuan put the coat on him, Chu Mochen's eyes were involuntarily fixed on Song Yunxuan.
Being stared at by him, Song Yunxuan slightly squinted, "What's wrong?"
"No."
He said perfunctorily. In fact, he had been shocked by Song Yunxuan's inadvertent gentleness.
Song Yunxuan was different from before. In the past, Song Yunxuan would never take care of him as a wife took care of her husband.
But now, Song Yunxuan's every move was gentle as if he had married his wife.
Her previous toughness and stubbornness had been softened little by little.
This made him feel a little happy, but also a little worried.
Song Yunxuan took his hand and walked out.
Chu Mochen's fingers subconsciously wrapped her fingers in his palm.
Their temperature passed through each other's fingers.
When Song Yunxuan arrived at the room where Song Yan's tablet was enshrined, she stopped.
Chu Mochen said to her consciously, "I'll wait for you outside."
Song Yunxuan looked up and gently smiled at him, "I'll persuade her."
Yuncheng and Harbor City were originally cities across the sea, and they had many similar cultural heritages and customs.
Among them, some conservative business families and ancient families still continued the habit of setting up tablets at home to worship their ancestors.
Since Song Yan's death, the tablet had been enshrined at home.
Ye Meiqi drank too much. Sitting on the futon on the floor of the room, she grabbed Song Yan's tablet with one hand and complained, "I didn't enjoy much happiness with you in my life. You found a woman outside and had a child. I didn't care about it. But why didn't you take good care of Yunjia?"
As she said, she couldn't help crying, "Yunjia was not married and had no child. Why did she suddenly commit suicide like this?"
Song Yunxuan stood behind her, but she didn't realize it. She was still talking to the tablet.
"Yunjia wouldn't commit suicide. I don't believe that Yunjia would commit suicide without saying a word. Yunjia must have been killed by someone. You tell me. You ask Yunjia. You ask who killed Yunjia. I want to avenge my daughter. I must avenge my daughter no matter what! "
She talked to the tablet.
It seemed that the tablet could really show its spirit and tell her who killed Song Yunjia.
Behind her, Song Yunxuan watched her put her ear on the tablet and questioned it. Song Yunxuan had a strange feeling in her heart.
Although Song Yunjia killed her, her mother had been living abroad and didn't know these evil things she had done.
Now Song Yunjia was dead, and her mother was left in the world. When she thought of her daughter, she would feel sad.
It was normal for her to have such a reaction today.
Song Yunxuan walked over and gently squatted beside her. She called her, "Mom?"
Ye Meiqi was suddenly called. She turned her head blankly and saw Song Yunxuan looking at her face to face.
Ye Meiqi was slightly stunned. She didn't know whether she was dazzled or hallucinated because she drank too much. She threw the wooden tablet on the ground and reached out to hold Song Yunxuan.
She held Song Yunxuan and cried while calling Song Yunjia's name.
Hearing Ye Meiqi's cry, Song Yunxuan gently lowered her eyes and patted Ye Meiqi's back to comfort her.
"Well, mom, don't cry. It's late. You should go back to rest."
"Yunjia, Yunjia, you are not dead, right?"
Ye Meiqi was emotional. Hearing Song Yunxuan's words, she let go of her. Then she touched Song Yunxuan's cheeks with both hands and looked at her facial features carefully.
Song Yunxuan also looked at Ye Meiqi and explained softly, "Mom, I'm Yunxuan."
Hearing Song Yunxuan's explanation, Ye Meiqi's eyes were blank for a moment, "Yunxuan? Aren't you Yunjia? Where is my Yunjia? Where is Yunjia? "
Ye Meiqi realized that she was not holding Song Yunjia. She looked around in a panic, trying to find Song Yunjia.
Song Yunxuan wanted to continue to explain to Ye Meiqi and persuade her to go back to her room to rest.
However, Ye Meiqi began to run around in the room with Song Yan's tablet.
She wanted to catch Ye Meiqi, but Ye Meiqi began to scream.
It seemed that Ye Meiqi was too sad and crazy.
Seeing this scene outside the door, Chu Mochen walked in and knocked Ye Meiqi out with a karate chop without saying anything.
Ye Meiqi's body fell down softly.
Song Yunxuan quickly reached out to catch Ye Meiqi. Then she frowned and looked at Chu Mochen, "Why did you do that?"
"In this way, she won't be drunk."
"But …"
"No buts." Seeing that Song Yunxuan was struggling to support Ye Meiqi, Chu Mochen reached out and picked Ye Meiqi up. Then he carried Ye Meiqi upstairs. Obviously, he wanted to send her back to her room, "If you let her be drunk, I don't know when she will cry."
"His own daughter is dead. It's normal for him to be sad after seeing his daughter die."
"But Song Yunjia committed suicide."
"That's just what the police said on the surface."
"As the head of the Song Family, you have already agreed with this statement."
"What can I do if I don't agree with it?" Song Yunxuan laughed at herself, "We have no evidence in our hands."
Chu Mochen also became silent.
Song Yunxuan followed Chu Mochen upstairs. She watched Chu Mochen put Ye Meiqi on the bed in the room. Then she covered Ye Meiqi with the quilt and left the room.
Chu Mochen went back to the bedroom with her. After lying on the bed, Chu Mochen asked her, "What are you going to do with Ye Meiqi?"
"Although Ye Meiqi is not my biological mother, I will also take care of her when she is old." Song Yunxuan pulled the quilt, looked at the ceiling, and said, "I plan to send her back to Switserland tomorrow. Even if the fact that she lost her daughter will make her feel sad, she has to accept it eventually."
Chu Mochen pulled her into his arms, "You have thought things through very clearly. But what are you going to do about Chu Mochen?"
"They have regarded each other as incompatible enemies. After the superficial peace is torn, of course they will fight each other."
"Isn't it a little too early to meet the other party in arms now?"
Chu Mochen's words made Song Yunxuan think for a while.
"It's a little early."
Song Yunxuan said.
Then she said, "Then I'll play with him for a while longer."
Song Yunjia suddenly committed suicide, and the Song Family was pushed to the forefront of public opinion. Within two days, Song Yunjia's death was dug up by various media and many doubtful points were found.
As the head of the Song Family, Song Yunxuan did not delve into the cause of Song Yunjia's death. Naturally, she was criticized by the onlookers in Yuncheng.
Song Yunxuan could not sit still in the face of criticism. Naturally, she had to explain it publicly.
The press conference seemed too ostentatious, but it was necessary to publicly express her views in the newspaper.
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