"You mean Shen Changqing's memorial service?" Tian Lingyun knew that she heard about this from her assistant, so she knew what Yan Luoxi was worried about, and a serious hotel held a memorial service, which was also the first time she had heard it, which showed how much damage Li Yuran had done in this matter.

She simply doesn't care about the size of the matter, just to block Yan Luoxi, this kind of person specializes in things that harm others and is not beneficial to herself, no wonder Erluo is so angry.

"Well, the fan support group doesn't let go, it's a big deal, it's estimated that it's hard to clean up, I'm dying of headaches now, you said that Li Xuanran is that girl, why is it so bad?" The more Yan Luoxi thought about it, the more he gritted his teeth.

Tian Lingyun said: "If she doesn't suffer damage, is she still called Li Xuanran?" I want to find a way to contact the fan support group, they have no enmity with you, and without the-stirring stick of Li Xuanran, maybe they will agree to change venues. ”

Yan Luoxi pinched the bridge of her nose, having said that, she was still not at ease, and only hoped that the people in the fan support group would be persuaded to retire, after all, whether it was a memorial service or a memorial meeting, it was a bit of a hotel mold.

She is a businesswoman and naturally responsible for the future of the hotel.

"Well, then you can help me contact first, no matter what conditions they have, as long as it's not too much, I can agree, and even help them find a venue." Yan Luoxi said.

Shen Changqing's autopsy results showed that his joints were not hit hard, and the forensic examination found that he was not injured to death, so there was only one result, that is, the mudslide four years ago killed him.

After the autopsy results came down, Shen Changqing's family chose an auspicious day for him to be buried in peace, Tian Lingyun came forward to contact the person in charge of the fan support group, and without Li Yuran making a hindrance, the matter was easily solved.

Yan Luoxi went to the funeral home to rent a space for a memorial service.

In mid-June, Shen Changqing's parents and sister Shen Jue attended Shen Changqing's memorial service.

The heroic spirit between her eyebrows is very similar to Shen Changqing, she is wearing an ink-colored skirt and a black gauze hat, supporting a woman of about fifty.

The woman's eyes were red, and tears rolled down her face as she looked at the black-and-white photograph in the center of the hall. Yan Luoxi because of the previous oolong, as well as her friendship with Shen Changqing, and the need to let the unrepentant attend the memorial service, so she dispatched the staff in the hotel to help her, so that she would not appear too abruptly.

At this time, when she saw the old woman crying and falling in front of the spirit, her heart was also sour and unbearable, and then she looked at the pale face without regret, and she might fall down at any time, and the pain in her heart deepened.

In this life, most of the people are most afraid of life and death.

As soon as the old woman cried, the fans who came from thousands of miles below also cried, and there was a whimpering sound in the mourning hall, which shows how much Shen Changqing was loved during his lifetime, the more this is the case, the more the pain in her heart can knock her down without regret.

If it was her who died at the beginning, there were only one or two people who were sad, why did it be Shen Changqing who died?

Yan Luoxi subconsciously held the hand of no regrets, both of them were equally cold, Yan Luoxi lowered his voice and said: "No regrets, cheer up, there are eyes everywhere here." ”

Unrepentantly reluctantly suppressed the grief that surged up, she looked at the heroic man in the black and white photo, her eyes were foggy, and for a moment it seemed to be back to their first meeting, he looked at her and smiled.

"Boss, I'll go out and breathe." Not regretting that if she stayed any longer, she would expose herself, so she broke free of Yan Luoxi's hand and turned to leave.

Yan Luoxi was just about to catch up, when a slightly hoarse voice came from behind him, "Miss Yan, please stay!" ”

Yan Luoxi turned around and saw Shen Jue and Tingting walking towards her, she hadn't seen her for six years, and now she is no longer the coquettish and cute little girl she was back then, in recent years, she has acted in several big heroine plays, and she has become popular with half the sky, and it is no longer what it used to be.

Shen Jue stood still in front of Yan Luoxi, she smiled gently, that kind of smile would stunned straight men, of course, even women felt amazing, "I haven't seen you for many years, I heard from Head Luo that the venue of this memorial service is still sponsored by you, and I am deeply grateful." ”

Yan Luoxi walked past her, looked at the photo of Shen Changqing on the mourning hall, and said, "I met Shen Changqing once, this is all as it should be, Miss Shen doesn't have to worry about it." ”

Shen Jue followed her gaze, his eyes paused on his brother's photo, and he couldn't hide that heartache, "Four years ago, my brother told me that he was going to leave the showbiz and pursue what he wanted, and if I knew at the time that he was going to die, I would have stopped him by saying anything." ”

Yan Luoxi looked at her sad expression and said softly, "Miss Shen, please mourn." ”

"In the past four years, I have secretly sent people to find him no less than 100 times, and I just thought, no news is the best news, how can I know that a mudslide will reveal his death, and my parents and I can't accept it." Shen Jue said, tears rolling down.

Yan Luoxi hurriedly took out a tissue and handed it to her, "Miss Shen, don't be sad, the deceased is gone, let him go with confidence." ”

Shen Jue took the tissue and wiped her tears, and the fans sitting below saw her crying, naturally they were also saddened, and at the same time felt sorry for her, at that time, after the variety show "Brother and Sister Rush Forward" was broadcast, the popularity of Shen Changqing's brothers and sisters was the highest.

So among these fans, some are also Shen Jue's fans.

"Miss Yan, thank you for coming."

Yan Luoxi hesitated for a moment, but still raised his hand and patted her shoulder, and then someone came to look for Shen Jue, Shen Jue smiled apologetically at Yan Luoxi, turned around and left with the agent.

Yan Luoxi glanced around the venue, and she didn't regret seeing it, she turned around and hurriedly looked out.

Shen Jue, who was walking forward, suddenly stopped, looked back at Yan Luoxi's back as she left in a hurry, she frowned slightly, and the agent next to her looked at her suspiciously, "Xiao Jue, what's wrong?" ”

Shen Jue shook his head, "It's nothing, let's go." ”

Yan Luoxi searched around the outside of the funeral home, but did not find it without regrets, this is the place where people die, even if the sun is shining at this time, the surroundings are eerie and terrifying.

She didn't find no regrets, and she didn't want to enter the mourning hall, and the atmosphere of such suppression and sadness made her sullen and breathless.

She hung outside the funeral home for a while, and was about to go back, when she saw Wu Fei standing under a locust tree, standing next to Mo Beichen, her heart jumped, she didn't expect Mo Beichen to come.

She was about to walk over, and inadvertently, she saw Shen Jue standing under the eaves of the porch, a little far away, she couldn't see Shen Jue's expression clearly, but she intuitively felt that her eyes were wrong.

She blinked, and when she was about to see it more clearly, Shen Jue had already turned to leave.