Chapter 1282: Huo Mian, I Love You (13)
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āMomā¦ he really died,ā Huo Mian said as she grasped her motherās icy handsā¦
No matter how much she hated Huo Zhenghai now, she once loved him, very much. Huo Mian could imagine how much pain her mother was in.
Yang Meirong stumbled back a few steps. However, she tripped and almost fell down.
Huo Mian was fast enough to quickly hold her mother up. āMomā¦ are you okay?ā
āHow did heā¦ how did heā¦ā Yang Meirong choked on her words.
āMomā¦ his health was bad to begin with. Plus, his shares were taken and the Huo Corporation fell into Huo Siqianās hands, so his heart probably couldnāt handle the pressure and shockā¦ā Huo Mian consoled her mother.
āThat undying manā¦ he lived such a good lifeā¦ He barely suffered before he died! He owes me so much, I wanted to see him living a pathetic life and laugh at him. He didnāt even give me a chance!ā Yang Meirong said, lying to herself.
āMomā¦ I saw him last night.ā
āYou saw him?ā Yang Meirong was surprised, and Huo Mian nodded. āYeah, he seemed really weak when I saw him yesterday. He was receiving nutrition shots and could barely keep any food downā¦ā
āDid he say anything to you?ā
āHe told me to apologize to you.ā
āWhatās the point of that?ā Yang Meirong fell to the couch, wiping away her tears.
Huo Mian then took out the jade ring from her purse and handed it to her mother.
āThis isā¦ā Yang Meirong hesitated upon seeing the ring, and Huo Mian said, āThis is something personal from him, he told me to give it to you as memorabilia.ā
āThis damn manā¦ I canāt believe he would do this in his death. I donāt want to remember him!ā
Yang Meirong sobbed even harder as she took the jade ring from Huo Mianās handā¦ She still couldnāt come to terms with Huo Zhenghaiās sudden deathā¦
āIām going to attend his funeral with Qin Chu tomorrow, would you like to come with us?ā Huo Mian asked quietly.
Yang Meirong didnāt respond, and she just kept cryingā¦
āYou can see him off, one last time. He diedā¦ you should forgive him for all he did in the past, Mom.ā
āOkay, Iāll go with you two.ā Either Huo Mianās words worked or Yang Meirong thought things through. In the end, she nodded and agreed to go to the funeral with themā¦
The next morning was Huo Zhenghaiās funeral procession.
A long line of people walked out of the Huo Familyās mansionā¦
As the oldest son, Huo Siqian walked at the very front of the line with his fatherās portrait in his handsā¦
Behind him was Huo Mian and Huo Yanyan, both wearing white filial cloths on their heads.
The truth was, Huo Mian wasnāt obligated to wear that cloth and attend his funeralā¦ After all, she wasnāt his daughter.
However, no one else knew who she really was, so she had no choice but to attend his funeral.
Jiang Hong looked sad as she walked slowly, two maids holding onto her by each arm.
Qin Chu carefully looked after Yang Meirong as they walked in the backā¦
Todayās weather was surprisingly nice. It was cold, but they could see the blue sky and white clouds.
Everyone wore black as they headed towards the grave.
A hundred luxurious black cars gave Huo Zhenghai the respect he seemed to deserveā¦
To Huo Mianās surprise, Song Yishi came as well; she walked beside Huo Siqian.
Her face was expressionless since she didnāt give a crap who died.
However, she had to be aware of the media; her father was right, they had to play pretend for a while.
As her gaze met Huo Mianās, she turned around, ignoring her. She didnāt want to talk to Huo Mian, and the latter was also too lazy to deal with herā¦
Just like that, their group walked into North Hill Public Cemetery with Huo Zhenghaiās bodyā¦
He was buried next to his father, in his familyās graveyard.
It was noon by the time the proceeding endedā¦
Huo Siqian had set up a hundred-table wake at a five-star hotel, but Huo Mian wasnāt in the mood to eat, so she and Qin Chu drove her mother home before she called the hospital to take the rest of the day off.
After Qin Chu dropped Huo Mian off, he headed to GK. Huo Mian, on the other hand, slept the entire afternoon and woke up near nightfall.
She put on her robe and went downstairs to the living room, sitting in front of the fireplaceā¦
Northern China was so cold during winter that one could practically freeze to death if they stood outside for too long.
South Hill Manor had a great heating system, but the living room was so big that it still felt a little chilly.
Huo Mian enjoyed the fire in front of her as she sipped on warm milk. Suddenly, her phone ādingedā.
She opened up to see a WeChat message from Jiang Xiaowei, āMian, Su Yuās back.ā
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