Shen Wenqi followed Ouyang Bing directly to the family seat on the left side of the mourning hall. Many relatives of the Ouyang family stood up. When Ouyang Tian saw Ouyang Bing approaching, he came forward, showed a pity on his face and said softly: Little sister, you are here...
After saying that, he handed over a snow-white belt of filial son.
Ouyang Bing nodded gently, took the white filial son belt handed over by Ouyang Tian, and gently tied it around his waist.
Ouyang Tian looked at Ouyang Bing's sad look and said with a pity: Go and put in incense for Daddy, Daddy's spirit in heaven will bless you.
Ouyang Bing nodded, turned around and walked to the spiritual platform, pulled out three sandalwood, lit it, inserted it, closed her beautiful eyes lightly, closed her hands, and prayed silently. The closed beautiful croaker fell two lines of crystal tears, and she was filled with sorrow... After a while, Ouyang Bing gently opened the hazy eyes of her tears, and her little mouth let out a faint sigh.
Shen Wenqi, who was immediately behind Ouyang Bing, took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to her. Ouyang Bing took the tissue, looked at Shen Wenqi with gratitude, and thanked him softly.
This scene was all seen in Ouyang Tian's eyes standing in the relative's seat. He looked at Shen Wenqi and Ouyang Bing's eyes with a hint of chilling and cruelty, and flashed in a flash. When Ouyang Bing turned around and walked over, he returned to his sadness. He looked at Ouyang Bing's eyes so tender and pityful.
It’s a pity that this scene was caught by Shen Wenqi’s sharp eyes, and Shen Wenqi sneered.
Burning incense, bowing, and thanking the family members. Mr. Ouyang's reputation has caused a constant stream of people to pay their respects, and Hong Kong celebrities seem to gather in the crematorium on this specific day.
At this time, the mourning abortion seemed to be cut off, and several bodyguards in suit appeared at the door. In addition to Asian faces, these bodyguards also had many white men, all of whom were fierce and alert.
Shen Wenqi leaned against Ouyang Bing and looked over. After the bodyguards stood, a luxurious woman wearing sunglasses, a long black gauze dress and a little white flower on her chest slowly walked towards the mourning hall surrounded by a group of men in suits.
Shen Wenqi recognized that it was Tang Ying at a glance, but she didn't expect that she would come to pay tribute in person.
He burned incense and bowed, and the lady meticulously completed the condolence procedure.
Step closer to the relatives' seat.
Looking at the approaching wife, Ouyang Bing called out happily: Madam...
The lady took off her sunglasses, and a hint of pity appeared in her beautiful eyes. She gently stroked Ouyang Bing's face with her slender hands, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said softly: ...Bing'er, be mournful and take good care of her health.
Ouyang Bing nodded gently. At this time, Ouyang Tian, who was beside him, leaned forward to greet his wife. The lady shook hands politely, but the light in her beautiful eyes glanced at Shen Wenqi, who was not far from Ouyang Bing.
Shen Wenqi took the opportunity to nod to his wife, and Tang Ying responded slightly.
At this time, Tang Ying walked to the VIP seat not far from the family area to stop. Shen Wenqi took the opportunity to come over, came to his wife, and whispered: Sister Ying, you are here.
Um!
The lady responded slightly, then sighed: Ah!Unexpectedly, Mr. Ouyang left like this.
Shen Wenqi did not speak, but looked at Tang Ying's beautiful face. Because he was very close to him, the intoxicating fragrance lingered in his breath, but at this moment, Shen Wenqi was not in the mood to enjoy this seductive breath.
Suddenly, the lady's beautiful eyes turned back and glared at Shen Wenqi. Why didn't you persuade Mr. Ouyang at that time?
Hearing this, Shen Wenqi was stunned. What a person Mr. Ouyang, if he could persuade him to stay, he would not be Mr. Ouyang from Pearl Harbor.
Shen Wenqi smiled bitterly and said: Sister Ying, you are too proud of me. How could Mr. Ouyang be able to persuade me?
snort!
Tang Ying turned Shen Wenqi with her charming eyes and said: If you want to pursue someone’s daughter, you still don’t do your best. You... I wonder if it’s the right decision for me to ask you to go to Bauhinia Academy?
Well……
Shen Wenqi was even more stunned. This is all like that!
Sister Ying, you... I'm afraid there are some misunderstandings.
Shen Wenqi quickly defended.
Tang Ying said with a smile: Oh...really?Then tell me what happened to Manqing?
When talking about Yi Manqing, Shen Wenqi was speechless and looked at Fenghua's peerless wife in shock.
well……
Tang Ying sighed again, Wen Qi, why did you ask me to explain to her Ah... Forget it... Who made you my recognize brother!
What else Shen Wenqi wanted to say? Tang Ying waved her hand and said: Wenqi, there is something wrong with the Ouyang family now. You must take good care of Bing'er and not let her be hurt.
After a pause, Tang Ying looked up at him and said, "When Ouyang's family affairs are up, come to me obediently and explain the affairs of Manqing and the others clearly. I'll leave first, be careful with it yourself!
After Tang Ying finished speaking, she turned around gorgeously, walked elegantly towards the temporary lounge next door with a gust of fragrant wind.
The fragrance was floating, and the beauty had left. Shen Wenqi felt the cold sweat behind him. He was very surprised. How could Sister Ying know about her and Manqing, which made him puzzled...
At this time, there was another commotion at the door. It seemed that some heavyweight figure had come. Surrounded by a group of bodyguards, an old man with a figure and a well-dressed man walked into the mourning hall. When Shen Wenqi saw that the well-dressed and handsome expression was the eldest son of the Zeng family. The old man with a figure and a handsome man should be Zeng Zihao, the big wealthy family behind Beixing.
The Zeng father and son were just the norm, burning incense and bowing, even if they were potential opponents or enemies, they usually maintained gentlemanly behavior in such occasions.
Mr. Zeng took Mr. Zeng to Ouyang Tian and Ouyang Bing and bowed to greet him. After the family thanked him, Mr. Zeng showed a burst of warm comfort in his eyes. His expression and tone were no different from a loyal and honest elder. However, Shen Wenqi, who was watching coldly, could see clearly this hypocritical social engagement. He could feel the gloating behind Mr. Zeng's painful eyes.
Mr. Zeng's hypocrisy Shen Wenqi could see clearly. At this moment, he also saw an interesting scene. Mr. Zeng seemed to have an inexplicable familiarity and a tacit understanding with Ouyang Tian. Moreover, when the two shook hands, they both glanced at Ouyang Bing on the side intentionally or unintentionally. The two of them took back their eyes in a tacit understanding. When they met, sparks flashed. This beautiful Ouyang Bing was like a lamb to be slaughtered in their eyes...
After a hypocritical noise, the Zeng family and his son were led to a temporary lounge on one side under the guidance of the Ouyang family reception staff.
Then, many heavyweights came to the crematorium to pay their respects. The long and tedious condolences and family thanks made Ouyang Bing and other families exhausted. At dusk, the mourning people gradually stopped.
According to customs, from guarding the spirit to the first seven, the Buddhist and Taoist rituals were carried out in turn until the day when Mr. Ouyang was buried and placed in the ashes, the sound of singing scriptures and magical instruments in the mourning hall never stopped. The so-called immortal sound and Sanskrit singing Shen Wenqi have been heard and bored these days, but Ouyang Bing has adhered to filial piety with great perseverance. She has always been quiet and has done her best to send Mr. Ouyang's last journey.
The Chaiwan Buddhist Cemetery is located in a condescending Feng Shui place, which is full of men and women wearing black suits and black sand skirts. This day is the day when Mr. Ouyang was buried.
As the paper money was flying all over the sky, the heavy coffin containing Mr. Ouyang's ashes was slowly placed into the pit. Ouyang Bing held the first handful of soil and gently sprinkled it on the exquisite coffin. Then, all the relatives and friends who attended the funeral handful of loess one by one. As the loess increased, a touch of loess gradually buried Mr. Ouyang, who had been in the awesme in Hong Kong for many years...
After comforting Ouyang Bing one by one, the guests attended the funeral gradually left.
Even Ouyang Tian, a filial son, left first on the grounds that the company was busy, but Ouyang Bing stood in front of his father's grave for a long time and refused to leave.
She still felt regretful, regretting not seeing his father for the last time before he was cremated...
After a long time, Ouyang Bing looked at Shen Wenqi and Chen Yuxin who had been beside her, sighed softly, and said softly: Let's go...
Shen Wenqi waved, and eight black-clad bodyguards standing not far away quietly approached, surrounded by two little beauties and walked down the stairs of the cemetery. On the side of the road outside the cemetery, more than a dozen luxury cars were parked. The bodyguards who stayed at the foot of the mountain had already received instructions through headsets. A warning net had been formed around the 100-meter circumference around the luxury convoy. It was not until Ouyang Bing and Chen Yuxin, two daughters of gold, got on the white BMW that the bodyguards got on the car one after another. Under the guidance of two Mercedes-Benz, the entire luxury convoy started and accelerated, and drove towards Tianping Mountain at the safe speed set by Shen Wenqi.
After saying that, he handed over a snow-white belt of filial son.
Ouyang Bing nodded gently, took the white filial son belt handed over by Ouyang Tian, and gently tied it around his waist.
Ouyang Tian looked at Ouyang Bing's sad look and said with a pity: Go and put in incense for Daddy, Daddy's spirit in heaven will bless you.
Ouyang Bing nodded, turned around and walked to the spiritual platform, pulled out three sandalwood, lit it, inserted it, closed her beautiful eyes lightly, closed her hands, and prayed silently. The closed beautiful croaker fell two lines of crystal tears, and she was filled with sorrow... After a while, Ouyang Bing gently opened the hazy eyes of her tears, and her little mouth let out a faint sigh.
Shen Wenqi, who was immediately behind Ouyang Bing, took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to her. Ouyang Bing took the tissue, looked at Shen Wenqi with gratitude, and thanked him softly.
This scene was all seen in Ouyang Tian's eyes standing in the relative's seat. He looked at Shen Wenqi and Ouyang Bing's eyes with a hint of chilling and cruelty, and flashed in a flash. When Ouyang Bing turned around and walked over, he returned to his sadness. He looked at Ouyang Bing's eyes so tender and pityful.
It’s a pity that this scene was caught by Shen Wenqi’s sharp eyes, and Shen Wenqi sneered.
Burning incense, bowing, and thanking the family members. Mr. Ouyang's reputation has caused a constant stream of people to pay their respects, and Hong Kong celebrities seem to gather in the crematorium on this specific day.
At this time, the mourning abortion seemed to be cut off, and several bodyguards in suit appeared at the door. In addition to Asian faces, these bodyguards also had many white men, all of whom were fierce and alert.
Shen Wenqi leaned against Ouyang Bing and looked over. After the bodyguards stood, a luxurious woman wearing sunglasses, a long black gauze dress and a little white flower on her chest slowly walked towards the mourning hall surrounded by a group of men in suits.
Shen Wenqi recognized that it was Tang Ying at a glance, but she didn't expect that she would come to pay tribute in person.
He burned incense and bowed, and the lady meticulously completed the condolence procedure.
Step closer to the relatives' seat.
Looking at the approaching wife, Ouyang Bing called out happily: Madam...
The lady took off her sunglasses, and a hint of pity appeared in her beautiful eyes. She gently stroked Ouyang Bing's face with her slender hands, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said softly: ...Bing'er, be mournful and take good care of her health.
Ouyang Bing nodded gently. At this time, Ouyang Tian, who was beside him, leaned forward to greet his wife. The lady shook hands politely, but the light in her beautiful eyes glanced at Shen Wenqi, who was not far from Ouyang Bing.
Shen Wenqi took the opportunity to nod to his wife, and Tang Ying responded slightly.
At this time, Tang Ying walked to the VIP seat not far from the family area to stop. Shen Wenqi took the opportunity to come over, came to his wife, and whispered: Sister Ying, you are here.
Um!
The lady responded slightly, then sighed: Ah!Unexpectedly, Mr. Ouyang left like this.
Shen Wenqi did not speak, but looked at Tang Ying's beautiful face. Because he was very close to him, the intoxicating fragrance lingered in his breath, but at this moment, Shen Wenqi was not in the mood to enjoy this seductive breath.
Suddenly, the lady's beautiful eyes turned back and glared at Shen Wenqi. Why didn't you persuade Mr. Ouyang at that time?
Hearing this, Shen Wenqi was stunned. What a person Mr. Ouyang, if he could persuade him to stay, he would not be Mr. Ouyang from Pearl Harbor.
Shen Wenqi smiled bitterly and said: Sister Ying, you are too proud of me. How could Mr. Ouyang be able to persuade me?
snort!
Tang Ying turned Shen Wenqi with her charming eyes and said: If you want to pursue someone’s daughter, you still don’t do your best. You... I wonder if it’s the right decision for me to ask you to go to Bauhinia Academy?
Well……
Shen Wenqi was even more stunned. This is all like that!
Sister Ying, you... I'm afraid there are some misunderstandings.
Shen Wenqi quickly defended.
Tang Ying said with a smile: Oh...really?Then tell me what happened to Manqing?
When talking about Yi Manqing, Shen Wenqi was speechless and looked at Fenghua's peerless wife in shock.
well……
Tang Ying sighed again, Wen Qi, why did you ask me to explain to her Ah... Forget it... Who made you my recognize brother!
What else Shen Wenqi wanted to say? Tang Ying waved her hand and said: Wenqi, there is something wrong with the Ouyang family now. You must take good care of Bing'er and not let her be hurt.
After a pause, Tang Ying looked up at him and said, "When Ouyang's family affairs are up, come to me obediently and explain the affairs of Manqing and the others clearly. I'll leave first, be careful with it yourself!
After Tang Ying finished speaking, she turned around gorgeously, walked elegantly towards the temporary lounge next door with a gust of fragrant wind.
The fragrance was floating, and the beauty had left. Shen Wenqi felt the cold sweat behind him. He was very surprised. How could Sister Ying know about her and Manqing, which made him puzzled...
At this time, there was another commotion at the door. It seemed that some heavyweight figure had come. Surrounded by a group of bodyguards, an old man with a figure and a well-dressed man walked into the mourning hall. When Shen Wenqi saw that the well-dressed and handsome expression was the eldest son of the Zeng family. The old man with a figure and a handsome man should be Zeng Zihao, the big wealthy family behind Beixing.
The Zeng father and son were just the norm, burning incense and bowing, even if they were potential opponents or enemies, they usually maintained gentlemanly behavior in such occasions.
Mr. Zeng took Mr. Zeng to Ouyang Tian and Ouyang Bing and bowed to greet him. After the family thanked him, Mr. Zeng showed a burst of warm comfort in his eyes. His expression and tone were no different from a loyal and honest elder. However, Shen Wenqi, who was watching coldly, could see clearly this hypocritical social engagement. He could feel the gloating behind Mr. Zeng's painful eyes.
Mr. Zeng's hypocrisy Shen Wenqi could see clearly. At this moment, he also saw an interesting scene. Mr. Zeng seemed to have an inexplicable familiarity and a tacit understanding with Ouyang Tian. Moreover, when the two shook hands, they both glanced at Ouyang Bing on the side intentionally or unintentionally. The two of them took back their eyes in a tacit understanding. When they met, sparks flashed. This beautiful Ouyang Bing was like a lamb to be slaughtered in their eyes...
After a hypocritical noise, the Zeng family and his son were led to a temporary lounge on one side under the guidance of the Ouyang family reception staff.
Then, many heavyweights came to the crematorium to pay their respects. The long and tedious condolences and family thanks made Ouyang Bing and other families exhausted. At dusk, the mourning people gradually stopped.
According to customs, from guarding the spirit to the first seven, the Buddhist and Taoist rituals were carried out in turn until the day when Mr. Ouyang was buried and placed in the ashes, the sound of singing scriptures and magical instruments in the mourning hall never stopped. The so-called immortal sound and Sanskrit singing Shen Wenqi have been heard and bored these days, but Ouyang Bing has adhered to filial piety with great perseverance. She has always been quiet and has done her best to send Mr. Ouyang's last journey.
The Chaiwan Buddhist Cemetery is located in a condescending Feng Shui place, which is full of men and women wearing black suits and black sand skirts. This day is the day when Mr. Ouyang was buried.
As the paper money was flying all over the sky, the heavy coffin containing Mr. Ouyang's ashes was slowly placed into the pit. Ouyang Bing held the first handful of soil and gently sprinkled it on the exquisite coffin. Then, all the relatives and friends who attended the funeral handful of loess one by one. As the loess increased, a touch of loess gradually buried Mr. Ouyang, who had been in the awesme in Hong Kong for many years...
After comforting Ouyang Bing one by one, the guests attended the funeral gradually left.
Even Ouyang Tian, a filial son, left first on the grounds that the company was busy, but Ouyang Bing stood in front of his father's grave for a long time and refused to leave.
She still felt regretful, regretting not seeing his father for the last time before he was cremated...
After a long time, Ouyang Bing looked at Shen Wenqi and Chen Yuxin who had been beside her, sighed softly, and said softly: Let's go...
Shen Wenqi waved, and eight black-clad bodyguards standing not far away quietly approached, surrounded by two little beauties and walked down the stairs of the cemetery. On the side of the road outside the cemetery, more than a dozen luxury cars were parked. The bodyguards who stayed at the foot of the mountain had already received instructions through headsets. A warning net had been formed around the 100-meter circumference around the luxury convoy. It was not until Ouyang Bing and Chen Yuxin, two daughters of gold, got on the white BMW that the bodyguards got on the car one after another. Under the guidance of two Mercedes-Benz, the entire luxury convoy started and accelerated, and drove towards Tianping Mountain at the safe speed set by Shen Wenqi.
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