In the cemetery of Beichuan City, a funeral was taking place.
Zhong Xi, dressed in black, stood in the crowd with a low profile and accepted the sacrifices from her father's friends when they were alive.
"Miss Zhong, don't be sad," someone said in a low voice.
Zhong Xi wiped away her tears, thanking the guests.
A month ago, the Zhong Group completely closed down and owed tens of millions of debts. Her stepmother was afraid of being implicated, so she ran away. Her father suddenly had a heart attack and slept in the world.
The once glorious Zhong family was gone just like that.
Everyone couldn't help but sigh, but they didn't dare to look down on Zhong Xi.
Because she was not only the daughter of the Zhong family, but also a businessman. She was the wife of the president of Bo's Group, who could make people's faces change with just a stamp of her feet.
The funeral continued until noon, but no one saw the trace of a cool day. When it was about to end, a low-key Bentley slowly drove into the cemetery.
The driver opened the rear door and got out of the car. A pair of shiny leather shoes appeared in everyone's sight. Along with the well-ironed hand-made suit, there was a handsome, angular face, and a very cold face.
This was the first time Zhong Xi saw Bo Zichen after two years of marriage. How ironic was this? It was actually at her father's funeral!
All the guests gave him flower baskets and followed suit. However, Bo Shaochen came empty-handed!
"Liangchen." What was even more unexpected was that the other side of the car door opened. A graceful woman in a short red dress came out of the car and naturally took the arm of Liangchen. "Do I want to go in?"
Looking at her, Bo Shuangchen's face warmed a little. He pulled her finger away from his arm and said, "Wait for me here."
"Well, okay." The woman smiled, stood on tiptoe, and spat directly on his face.
This scene was undoubtedly like a slap to Zhong Xi's face.
This was her father's funeral. This woman not only wore a red dress, but also kissed her husband in front of all the guests!
Zhong Xi pinched her palm so hard that she couldn't keep calm. However, Bo Qingchen's footsteps had already reached the stairs and he was right in front of her.
After a long while, he turned his head and looked into her eyes. He was one and a half meters tall and pressed down on her. "What's wrong? I haven't seen you for two years. Are you dumb?"
"You..." Zhong Xi's heart was painful and cold. His cold expression told her that his arrival was definitely not out of goodwill. "What are you trying to do?"
"What are you doing?" Bo Zichen's eyes suddenly turned cold, even colder than the snow outside the window. "Of course, I'd like to pay my respects to my good father-in-law."
He looked down at Zhong Xi.
It had to be said that she was more beautiful and charming than two years ago. Her long hair reached her waist. If she had not been the daughter of his enemy, maybe they would have had a happy marriage.
Oh no, they won't get married at all.
Because the reason why he married her was to get revenge on Zhong Guowei, the son of a b*tch.
"Everyone, get out."
As Bo Liangchen moved his lips, all the people who paid their respects to him left the venue without exception, because no one dared to provoke him and go against the Bo family and the rich family.
After the last person left the scene, Zhong Xi's wrist suddenly felt a pain that was almost dislocated. She was directly dragged in by Bo Shuangchen, and then the big door was closed.
