President, go away!

Huo Ting\'s thin lips flashed a bitter smile, but when he said this, his tall body was slowly trembling, and even his voice was stained with trembling. It was extremely subtle. If he didn\'t know each other too much, he probably couldn\'t hear the trembling and change in his words at this time.

"What will you do if Shen Qingqing really wants to marry Ou Qing?" Xiao Yichen asked softly.

Huo tingxiao was slightly stunned, paused, and his eyes were dark.

What if Shen Qingqing really wants to marry Ou Qing?

From the first day, when Shen Qingqing and Ou Qing were together, he knew very well that this day would come sooner or later.

"Then I\'ll give Qingqing the wedding dress of flowers and the crown of Phoenix, so that she can become the most beautiful bride in the world." Huo tingxiao said with a smile, but the smile on his lips is very bitter. "Even if the groom is not me, it doesn\'t matter. As long as she feels happy, I\'ll be happy."

Xiao Yichen was suddenly stunned. The two brothers and sisters of the Huo family were really surprised. After life and death, they would understand that some things were wrong.

But even if you know it\'s wrong, some things can\'t go back, and some people can\'t come back again.

"You are really generous. If you send this set out, more than 10 million and 20 million will be gone. Have you ever thought of leaving it to your future wife?" Xiao Yichen smiled.

"I won\'t have a wife anymore," said Huo tingxiao, looking at Xiao Yichen in front of me, his lips crimson. "My wife will only be Qingqing."

Hearing this, Xiao Yichen sighed helplessly, "crazy son."

Huo tingxiao didn\'t speak any more. He just looked at the sunshine outside the window, and his eyes seemed to be frozen.

Love a person does not have to have her, as long as she is happy, he will be happy.

Qing Qing, I see.

But you\'re gone.

In the hospital morgue.

Shen Qingqing stood in the morgue and looked at Xu Yiwei, who had died. That face was the one she had known for half her life. That was her father. He was dead, but she couldn\'t cry.

She couldn\'t shed a tear.

Looking at his body, she knew that she had a lot of things to do now, such as cremation of the body and choosing the location of the cemetery. Anyway, he was her father and everyone died. What else should she do?

Burying him is the only thing he can do for him.

But she\'s too tired, really tired.

Shen Qingqing stood where she was, her heart aching.

In fact, Shen Qingqing wanted to cry. At this time, she should have cried, but her lacrimal glands seemed to have dried up and couldn\'t cry.

The morgue was also empty, dead and empty.

Suddenly, Shen Qingqing looked up at Ou Qing, who had been standing beside him, and said with red eyes, "ah Qing, I want to go home."

"OK, I\'ll take you back." Ou Qing reached out and took her into her arms. Then she seemed to think of something and said, "you don\'t have to worry about what\'s behind him. I\'ll let Rick do it. As for the funeral, if you want to do it, let\'s do it. If you don\'t want to do it, let\'s give him the last floor."