Sister, you miss me

It seems that there is always some rain to add to the fun, or to exaggerate the atmosphere.

The Brighton funeral is the same.That day, when the sky was just getting light, it rained lightly.

At 6:30 in the morning, Yang Feng saw Brighton's sister and Jack's mother. The old woman's face was indeed sick, but she did not hide the hatred of Yang Feng in her eyes.

The convoy set off on time. Two BMW police motorcycles and a Mercedes-Benz police car cleared the way. The hearse was converted from an armored car. The Brighton coffin was placed on it, followed by a black Rolls-Royce Phantom. A Mercedes-Benz business, and a Buick GL8.

When we drove out of the manor, there were only these cars, but when we walked into the city, government cars and private cars joined the funeral procession.

By the time they arrived at the church, the length of the convoy was too long to look at each other.

Brighton is a completely Western-style funeral, which is different from Hongtian's combination of Chinese and Western.

Brighton’s coffin was placed in the tomb, and the tomb was sealed. The priest read a lengthy prayer, similar to the Buddhist death curse. Next, the guests took turns passing by the tombstone of the dead and threw a rose in front of the monument.

Yang Feng stood with Dracula, and the burly bodyguard held a black umbrella for them.

Jack stood with his old mother, and someone helped them hold an umbrella. The old woman cried very sadly.

Yang Feng's eyes were red, and he watched the guests passing by the tombstone. As they dropped the flowers, they were muttering words, which should also be prayers like rest.

"Xiao Feng, they are here." Dracula said suddenly.

After Dracula reminded him, Yang Feng turned his head to look, and it turned out that it was a few big people.

These people are dressed in dignity, many of them bring female relatives, and have bodyguards under umbrellas. Chen Zhendong is among them.

A group of people walked towards the tombstone in Brighton, headed by two men, one fat and one thin, Yang Feng was a little stunned.

Dracula seemed to see through Yang Feng's psychology. He introduced softly: "The one on the right is the Mayor of Trenton, and the one on the left is the Governor of New Jersey."

"Sure enough, the size is proportional to the rank of the official." Yang Feng said abruptly.

Dracula glanced at Yang Feng and saw that he was unsmiling, Dracula shook his head: "In a moment, I will introduce you to you."

"Didn't I already know each other?"

"However, they don't all know you."

The mayor and governor came to Yang Feng one after another. Yang Feng took off his sunglasses and shook hands with the two in turn.

Next came the arms dealers, oil tycoons, and manufacturing giants. The three of them either shook hands with Yang Feng or patted him on the shoulder. These guys who cannibalized people without spitting out bones seemed kind and friendly at this moment.

The moment Yang Feng took off her sunglasses, a beauty who was staying next to Chen Zhendong stopped. The rain wet her black dress, but she seemed ignorant.

"Zi Yan." Chen Zhendong shouted.

Hua Ziyan did not move, but took off her sunglasses.

Yang Feng finally found her, however, the two only smiled at each other.

Of course Chen Zhendong caught this scene. After dropping the rose, his gloomy face became sunny again.

Chen Zhendong took Yang Feng's hand: "Xiao Feng, sorrow, if there is anything you need help, please mention, don't treat your brother as an outsider."

"Chen Juzi, it is our greatest honor that you can come."

Then, the vice president also shook hands with Yang Feng and said two scenes.

At this point, Brighton's funeral is basically over.

And Yang Feng is also the first time he has appeared in the upper class.I heard that he is Brighton’s grandson, of mixed descent, and the only legal heir to Brighton’s 40 billion assets. In addition, he has a tall and straight figure, correct facial features, and a gentle temperament. There are countless ladies and gentlemen. The celebrities all cast favourable eyes.

However, before they had time to start, a woman walked up to Yang Feng.

She stuck her sunglasses on top of her head, a black half-sleeved shirt, a dark knee-length pleated skirt, and her bare forearms and calves radiated crystal clear white.There is no other accessory on her body, because any accessory will be overshadowed.

The woman stretched out a small hand at Yang Feng: "Why are you here?"

Yang Feng gently grasped the little hand, smiled and said, "How about you?"

The woman blinked playfully: "If I told you that I came here because I heard you might be there, would you believe it?"

"Letter." Yang Feng nodded.

"You trust others so easily?"

"Yeah, I know Zhang Wuji his mother said that women are the most deceptive, and the more beautiful a woman is, the more deceitful it is, but I still can't help but believe you."

"It turns out that you still have such a grandpa. I always thought that the small courtyard in Chunyang County is your home."

"It's not a contradiction, my home is there."

"I heard that you inherited a $40 billion estate, which is enough for you to live any life you want. You don't have to run around for a living."

"Have I mentioned to you what the life I want is like?"

"No, why did you mention it to me?"

"Yes, I don't know it very well, so, first of all, I will finish my university studies."

In full view, the two of them kept holding hands, talking very happily, and quickly attracted criticism.

"Who is this woman, is it the old friend of the little gentleman?"

"What kind of old friend, it's clearly Chen Juzi's girlfriend. I just saw that Chen Juzi came here with him."

"A girlfriend and an old friend are not at odds, just like an ex-wife and a current wife."

"This woman is obviously Oriental. I don't like yellow skin."

"Really, then who said that he was in love with the little gentleman just now, except that his eyes are a little bluish, the others are characteristics of the yellow race."

"How do you know so clearly? Could it be that you have peeped."

"This woman's choice is right, because Giant Chen is not bad and has more money. 400 and 3000 are not a concept at all."

...

Listening to the whispers of these long-tongued women, Hua Ziyan's pretty face became a little hot, and she took out the hand held by Yang Feng. She glanced at Yang Feng, and the guy had a calm expression on his face.

Soon, Hua Ziyan was stunned. It is estimated that Yang Feng could not understand it at all.

Chen Zhendong's eyes were red, and the anger in his chest was like a volcano about to erupt.

Last night, Hua Ziyan would not attend if he said that he might see Yang Feng. Today, in broad daylight, Hua Ziyan, his girlfriend of Chen Zhendong, who is well-known in the upper class, went so far as to chat with another man!

How can Chen Juzi affection.

At this moment, Hua Ziyan let out a soft cry, and instantly, her pretty face was covered with a bright blush.

Chen Zhendong hurriedly looked at it. It turned out that Yang Feng squatted down and caught Hua Ziyan's holy calf.

My girlfriend, he didn't even pull his hand, Yang Feng actually... deceived people too much!

The ladies and celebrities at the scene were envious of Hua Ziyan, many closed their eyes, imagining that Yang Feng's hands were walking on his calves and went straight to his thighs.

When Chen Zhendong was about to step forward to declare sovereignty, Hua Ziyan whispered: "Yang Feng, what are you doing?"

"Me?" Yang Feng raised his face and said ignorantly: "I just got loose shoelaces, so I squatted down and tightened them. By the way, I checked your calves. As expected, there were no scars.

"You," Hua Ziyan bit her lip, "has the check been completed? Can you take your hand away?"

Yang Feng let go, stood up and shook his head and said, "What are you blushing? Did you forget that I am a doctor? You, your thinking is too complicated."

"You..." Hua Ziyan was speechless, turned and left.

"Zi Yan, wait for me." Chen Zhendong yelled, but did not forget to shake hands with Yang Feng to say goodbye. He put on a hippie smiley mask and said, "Xiao Feng, I ran away with your sister-in-law in anger, and I never finished with you. "

"Sister-in-law?" Yang Feng was stunned for a while, and then nodded: "The appearance of a talented woman is really right, congratulations."

"Farewell and contact me again."

After all, Chen Zhendong trot all the way, chasing Hua Ziyan, but no one noticed it. As soon as he turned around, his face turned black and he took the opportunity to send a text message.

The guests left one after another, leaving behind some big figures, as well as those sturdy ladies and celebrities.

Jack's mother came to Yang Feng and said unceremoniously: "Young man, today is your grandfather's funeral. Look, what have you done?"

Yang Feng glanced at Jack, Jack stepped back in a hurry, as if afraid of him, Yang Feng shrugged at the old woman: "What did I do?"

"You...that is obviously someone's girlfriend, how could you behave so frivolously and rudely? I would be ashamed of having relatives like you."

"Mom, just say a few words." Jack persuaded.

Yang Feng spread his hands: "Old lady, I don't know that Hua Ziyan is Chen Zhendong's girlfriend. We are old friends. If we meet our old friends in another country, we can just talk a few words. Why are you frivolous and rude?"

"Just chat, what do you do?"

"I'm a doctor. I'm examining the gunshot wound on her leg." Yang Feng shook his head: "I explain so much to you? Originally, I heard Jack said that you were ill. Come, your spirit is pretty good, I'm really passionate."

"Yes, you are really passionate, I don't need it at all!" The old woman said more and more vigorously, "I really can't believe that my pure and noble niece will fall in love with your father and actually gave birth to you. Pulling down my pedigree and seeing you will only stain my eyes, and if you touch it again, it will stain my body and mind."

Yang Feng stepped forward half a step, a big hand fell on his shoulder, it was Dracula.

Yang Feng understood what Dracula meant, patted the back of his hand, took a slight breath, and shook his head: "You are old, and I won't fight with you. In case something is wrong, I'm sorry grandpa. As for you to say dirty If you lose your eyes and even stain your body and mind, I promise that this kind of thing will never happen in the future.

Jack's mother had to ridicule more, but was stopped by Jack.

The ladies and celebrities who left late were so excited that they actually saw a scene of family grievances, which was really worth the fare.

Just as everyone was about to leave, a group of men in suits with black umbrellas and name badges came to the host's house aggressively.

Seven or eight people stopped in front of the tombstone like a dark cloud. The man in the suit stared at Jack and showed his ID: "Jack, we are members of the National Security Agency. You are suspected of assisting terrorists in causing violent terrorist attacks. Go back with us for investigation."

"No—didn't you investigate it well? I was wronged." Jack flinched back, his face suddenly pale.

"Take it away." The agent in charge was full of disdain. With a wave of his right hand, two big black men like iron towers walked out immediately behind them. They easily took away the muddy Jack.

"Mom, save me--" Jack cried heartbreakingly.

"Jack, my son..." The old woman stretched out her hand and slowly softened.