Qin Xue took a deep look at Sheng Ning and calmly walked out of the funeral hall.
Outside the funeral hall, there were many people coming and going. There were also designated resting areas and places for holding memorial services. Because many people had come from various places, several memorial services had already been held.
Qin Xue immediately spotted her younger brother, who was busy with various tasks. Since he arrived in the Northern District, this brother had thoroughly left the family behind.
"What are you doing here?" Qin Yue said unhappily upon seeing Qin Xue.
"Are you also here to bully Anāan like Qin Shuang? Itās useless now; Anāanās status is higher than mine, and she already looks down on me." Qin Yue couldnāt help but sneer.
"No, I just came to see you. My brother ran away from home, so canāt I come looking for him on my own?" Qin Xue calmly said, "Donāt be angry. It was your second sisterās fault before, and Iāve already criticized her. You are the heir of our Qin family, and that is a fact no one can change."
"I donāt care."
"Brother, donāt be stubborn. Mom is at home crying herself into a faint."
Qin Yue was momentarily stunned but didnāt intend to go back. He wasnāt being stubborn or just playing around.
Qin Xue knew that her brother had been upright since childhood and was very stubborn, responding better to gentleness than harshness. To persuade him, sheād have to take it slow, and she certainly had the time.
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In the morning, senior leaders came, and by the afternoon, more of the younger relatives arrived.
Hai Shen, Shangguan Tao, Jiang Shaobo, Meng Ping, and others... each came to the front of the spirit tablet, quietly mourning. After bowing, Meng Ping glanced silently at Shen Ning and said in a low voice, "Donāt be too sad."
Sheng Ning said nothing, only lowered her head.
Meng Ping sighed and left in silence.
The next was Shen Jianguo, who, since returning from a mission in S Country, had buried himself in training, not even returning home or visiting the Research Institute.
This time, he came specially, bowed deeply at ninety degrees, offered chrysanthemums, gave a long look at Sheng Ning, and then left.
Behind him was Chen Huaying, who first glanced at Sheng Ning, and then her gaze fell on Su Huaiāan, almost bringing her to tears.
She originally found Su Huaiāan annoying and was afraid of him. Now in school, she canāt help but chase after his silhouette, and when passing by his office, she canāt help but take a few extra looks.
In class, it seemed as though he was always watching her, prompting her to focus on her studies.
During this time, her academic performance improved dramatically, but she wasnāt happy at all.
Without his presence, Chen Huaying felt lonely and upset. Even with all the school girls following and admiring her, calling her Mr. Chen, she felt out of sorts.
She missed Su Huaiāan telling her off for her to behave.
After bowing, Chen Huaying stopped in front of Su Huaiāan and took the initiative to hug him.
The originally expressionless and grief-stricken Su Huaiāan looked up at her in surprise.
"You need to come back soon, or Iāll go spying on the Qianjin Dance Troupe every day," Chen Huaying said confidently, then left feeling awkward.
Su Huaiāanās mouth curved into a wry smile, did this silly girl still not understand her own feelings at such a time?
Following Chen Huaying was Anāan, who was her schoolmate. Now she had resumed her studies. So Chen Huaying, Anāan, and Feng Xiaoli came together.
Anāanās delicate little face was expressionless, but when she saw Sheng Ning, her face scrunched up like a bun, "Sister, donāt be sad. Seeing you sad makes me sad too."