Unveiling Her Innocence: Drive Me Wild

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update is the latest chapter of Marriage First, Beloved: President's avatar!Jiang Jingrun nodded. Jiang's mother had lived in Jiang's family for so many years. Jiang Jingrun knew exactly what she was, but he didn't understand why Jiang Zhongyong had to divorce her, and Jiang Zhongyong never married after the divorce. People.

"Fine, it's all over, let her send Ayong off." Jiang Jingrun thought silently in his heart.

He supported his body with a cane, and then said to Jiang Jing: "Well, you let your mother come, let her send your dad off, tell her, I agree."

When Jiang Jing heard that grandfather said this, she was so happy, although it was at the funeral of her father, she still felt that she was almost laughing.

Finally, she did not live up to her mother's expectations and allowed her to come and attend her father's funeral. Although it was a very sad thing, it was indeed what made Jiang Jing overjoyed at this time.

Jiang Jing looked up at Fu Jinrong, who had been standing next to her, and Fu Jinrong nodded slightly to her: "Go, pick up mom."

Jiang Jing ran out the door and found the mother who had been waiting.

"Mom, go in, grandpa agreed."

"Agree? Grandpa really agreed?" Jiang's mother seemed a little doubtful.

Jiang Jing nodded solemnly: "Well, I agree."

Jiang Jing helped her mother into the funeral home. She has worn her mother's body a little weak in the past few days. She carefully supported her mother to prevent her from falling deeply.

Bringing her mother to grandpa, Jiang's mother once saw Jiang Jingrun, her feelings were once again uncontrollable, and tears burst into her eyes: "Dad."

Jiang Jingrun saw Jiang's mother so haggard, and he was very uncomfortable. He gave Jiang's mother a little help, and then comforted: "It's over, it's all over, you send Ah Yong well today, I believe He still wants to see you again."

Mother Jiang choked up and couldn't speak, so she nodded silently, indicating that she would be ready for this final preparation.

After Jiang Jingrun finished speaking, he signaled Jiang Jing to take good care of Jiang’s mother. Then he went to the lounge first. He wanted to take a quiet rest. There were too many people outside, and his heart was too cold. His heart had already followed The life of the son's death chilled.

Jiang Jing asked her mother to stand between herself and Fu Jinrong, while Jiang Zhongyong's body was lying quietly in a crystal coffin not far from them.

Jiang's mother Yu Guangli saw the parked crystal coffin, she subconsciously went up to look, Jiang Jing noticed her mother's behavior, and shook her head to her mother: "Mom, don't worry, I will accompany you when the ceremony is over. Go see Dad."

Mother Jiang had no choice but to nod her head. She told herself not to think about Jiang Zhongyong in the crystal coffin. She let herself take Jiang Zhongyong's last journey in the calmest state.

Fu Jinrong glanced at the black and white label of "son-in-law" he was wearing, and then looked at Jiang Jing's body with the same black and white label, except that the word "daughter" was written on it.

The two labels were just given to me and Jiang Jing by the emcee company, in order to distinguish between relatives and ordinary guests, but at this time Jiang’s mother was standing here, but there was no sign on her body to indicate that she was Jiang Zhongyong’s wife, Fu Jinrong Feel something wrong.

"Let the person from the emcee's company come here." Fu Jinrong said to the assistant who was standing not far from him. He would usually bring the assistant with him when there were many things like this.

The assistant nodded to express understanding, and then ran to the backstage to find the person in charge of the emcee company.

"Mr. Fu, I heard that you have something to call me?" When the manager Wang of the MC company heard that Fu Jinrong was looking for him himself, he hurried to him as quickly as possible.

Fu Jinrong was still supporting Jiang's mother at this time, but said, "Do you still have the labels you prepared?"

Manager Wang was a little dazed by Fu Jinrong's sudden question: "Huh?"

Fu Jinrong frowned: "I'm talking about the tags worn by family members like my body."

Manager Wang glanced at the "son-in-law" label that Fu Jinrong was wearing, and it suddenly dawned on him, but he shook his head as if thinking of something, "No, we made this according to the human head. There is nothing extra."

"Don't you have the label of being a wife?" Jiang Jing felt that a wave of nameless anger suddenly surged in her heart. She subconsciously felt that the people in the emcee company were also deliberate. They deliberately did not prepare the label of mother.

Manager Wang seemed to feel Jiang Jing's anger. He hurriedly waved his hands: "No, no, it's not that we are not prepared, Miss Jiang, you have to understand us, we all do things according to orders."

"According to the order?" Fu Jinrong heard the overtone of Manager Wang.He thought for a while and then asked: "Whose order did you do?"

Manager Wang hesitated a little: "This..."

"Why, don't you even want to know it?" Fu Jinrong's voice hardened. He knew that if he didn't push him at this time, this manager Wang would probably be sloppy and ready to fool around.

Who would dare to offend Fu Jinrong? Manager Wang seemed to gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and said cruelly, "Mr. Jiang ordered it."

"Mr. Jiang? Jiang Zhongheng?" Fu Jinrong actually thought that it should be him early on, but he just wanted to get the final confirmation.

Manager Wang nodded and continued: "Initially, we would prepare a lot of this kind of label, including all the relatives, but Mr. Jiang additionally told us not to prepare the wife's label."

When Fu Jinrong heard it, the corners of his mouth cocked obliquely. He had thought of what Jiang Zhongheng really was, and even thought of using this method to make Jiang's mother come to the funeral without the guests knowing her identity.

"Is this Jiang Zhongheng's idea so naive? Does he think this will make Fu Jinrong useless?" Fu Jinrong thought silently in his heart.

He looked at the black label on Jiang Jing's body, and suddenly thought of a way.

"Do you still have labels like this? You don't need a wife, or something else is fine." Fu Jinrong asked Manager Wang in a deep voice.

Wang Jing was ideal, and nodded: "Yes, there is a daughter's label."

The label of this "daughter" was prepared for the missing Jiang Ru, but Jiang Ru did not appear, so there is no harm in borrowing this ready-made label now.

"You take that to me." Fu Jinrong ordered, and then said: "Bring me another brush and ink."

The most elements in the funeral are black and white, so the ink is always available in the emcee's company. Fu Jinrong is not worried that they will not have it.

Manager Wang nodded quickly: "Okay, I'll let someone go and get it, Mr. Fu, wait a moment."

After Manager Wang brought the label and the prepared paper and ink in front of Fu Jinrong, Fu Jinrong turned the label over in front of everyone, and wrote the word "wife" on the back of the label with a brush.

Then he personally put on the label made by himself on the spot.

All the guests present saw such a scene. Originally, some people were wondering who the woman standing next to Miss Jiang Jia and Fu Jinrong was. Now, Fu Jinrong’s actions have already made clear to everyone that this woman is Jiang Zhongheng Fu Jinrong’s wife, Fu Jinrong’s mother-in-law.

There is no need for any blank introduction. Just this move is enough to show how much Fu Jinrong values ​​and respects his wife's mother.

Jiang Zhongheng saw all this from the side, and he could only watch this Fu Jinrong coldly and disrupt all his plans.

Jiang Jing's heart is full of mixed flavors. She knows that Fu Jinrong has been helping her and her mother to attend the funeral these days, but she never expected Fu Jinrong to make such a caring move.

Her heart was warm, as if a stream of clear spring water poured into her heart.

"Thank you." In the next second, when Fu Jinrong looked at Jiang Jing, Jiang Jing silently said thank you to Fu Jinrong.

Fu Jinrong saw Jiang Jing's mouth and smiled slightly, indicating that he had received this heartfelt gratitude.

If you put it on weekdays, maybe Fu Jinrong would deliberately quarrel with Jiang Jing again to get some attention, but on a serious occasion like today, Fu Jinrong knows what he should do.

"Ladies and gentlemen at the scene, good morning, everyone, thank you for coming to attend the memorial service of Mr. Jiang Zhongheng..." With the opening remarks of the emcee, all the people on the scene stopped talking and stood solemnly. .

Jiang Zhongheng supported Jiang Jingrun and stood opposite Jiang Jing and Fu Jinrong. As Jiang Zhongyong's wife, Jiang's mother stood in front of Jiang Zhongyong's portrait, accepting the condolences from everyone.

One by one, the guests sent their condolences in the order of "daughter son-in-law-father brother-wife", and then paid respect to Jiang Zhongheng's corpse lying in the crystal coffin.

Jiang's family has a great career. Jiang Zhongyong's funeral is also a major event in the city. Almost all the celebrities in the city have arrived. Jiang Jing can't count how many pairs of feet he has stopped in front of him, and how many condolences he has received.

Jiang Jing herself has been a little numb to the death of her father in the past few days. After all, her mother's affairs have wiped out too much pain for her. However, this sound of condolences and such an atmosphere made Jiang Jing's tears fall. Down.

"Xiao Ru, don't be so sad. I believe my uncle will be at ease in heaven." Jiang Jing's body immediately stiffened with this sound of condolences.

Jiang Jing raised her head and saw someone she had never expected to see at his father's funeral.

"Xiao Ru, it's me, it's Han Cheng, you remember me." said a gentleman with a handsome face.

Jiang Jing had already converted from the shock she had just received, and she still moved in her heart: "Why don't I remember it."

This Han Cheng is Jiang Jing's former boyfriend. Jiang Jing hasn't seen him for a long time since breaking up.She never thought that the two would meet again in this way.

I met my ex-boyfriend at the funeral of my father, and the ex-boyfriend thought he was someone else. What a bloody eight-point TV series.

Jiang Jing nodded unnaturally: "Well, I know."

"Then do you know the whereabouts of your sister Jiang Jing? I haven't seen her today." Han Cheng said and looked around, but he still didn't see the person he wanted to see.

Jiang Jing straightened her chest and tried her best to calm herself down: "No, I haven't contacted for a long time, she didn't come."

"Why? How could Xiaojing not come to my uncle's funeral? Did something happen to her?" Han Cheng asked anxiously.

Fu Jinrong on the side was so careful and sensitive. Although Jiang Jing had never mentioned the man in front of him, he had guessed that this man must have had an emotional entanglement with Jiang Jing.

He wanted to sit on the sidelines and see what would happen, but seeing Jiang Jing's expression increasingly unnatural, he suddenly felt a little unbearable.

"Sir, let's talk about anything after the ceremony is over." Fu Jinrong said to this "Hancheng" lightly.

Han Cheng's gaze shifted to Fu Jinrong's body at this time. He looked at Fu Jinrong, but the unexpected hairstyle Fu Jinrong had inexplicable anger in his eyes.

"This Fu Jinrong is obviously Jiang Ru's husband, how could he have such an opinion on him." Han Cheng felt that he could not understand this Fu Jinrong's thoughts.

However, every word Fu Jinrong said was in ceremonies. Now is really not a good time to speak. He can only nod silently now, and then said to Jiang Jing: "Okay, Xiao Ru, after the ceremony is over, I hope you can wait for me, there are some things, I want to ask you about your sister."

Jiang Jing could only nod her head and agreed.In fact, if Fu Jinrong was not by her side at this time, Jiang Jing would most likely refuse such a meeting, but because Fu Jinrong was by her side, she knew she could not be too obvious.

"Should you explain to me?" Fu Jinrong asked Jiang Jing in a low voice after leaving Hancheng.

Jiang Jing did not expect that just these few conversations would make Fu Jinrong feel the embarrassing relationship between her and Han Cheng.

She pretended not to care, and tried to calm herself and said: "I don't have any explanations, I have nothing to explain."

"But that Mr. Han just now was asking where you were!" Fu Jinrong deliberately raised his tone.

Jiang Jing glanced at Fu Jinrong, but she didn't expect this casual glance, but she saw Fu Jinrong's dark eyes, which were like stars in the dark night, emitting a little bit of starlight, shining brightly.

"He is my ex-boyfriend. We haven't contacted for a long time." Jiang Jingruo said nonchalantly, but her fingernail pinched her palm.

Fu Jinrong seemed to have guessed it a long time ago: "Well, I know, is there anything else?"

"No, that's all."