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Chapter 28 Funeral: The Beautiful Girl Holding a Box

Chapter 28: Chapter 28 Funeral: The Beautiful Girl Holding a Box

Shi Nuan stayed at home for two days, and on April 20th, the weather was not as good as imagined. Early in the morning, the sky appeared gloomy.

A thin mist lingered in the air, just like the haze in her heart.

And that day was the funeral of Song Yichuan.

The car arranged by Song Yansheng was parked outside the Shi Family Mansion early in the morning.

Shi Nuan didn’t sleep all night last night. When she got up early today, although she was in low spirits, she obediently had breakfast and changed into a black dress prepared in advance.

Then she pinned a white chrysanthemum flower on her chest.

That day, she also tied up her hair, revealing her fair neck, with exceptionally beautiful curves.

In fact, Shi Nuan herself was extremely beautiful, with delicate features, no makeup, her complexion a bit pale, but her eyes were distinctly bright, seemingly possessing a magical power that made people unconsciously captivated and drawn in.

Shi Yuanbo watched her come down the stairs, as if seeing Shi Nuan’s mother, recalling the youthful love of his younger days, and his eyes couldn’t help but get wet with tears.

Shi Yuanbo and Shi Tianchao had also changed their clothes. They would attend Song Yichuan’s funeral, but Shi Nuan did not wait for them. After coming downstairs, she went straight outside.

In her hand was a box. Shi Yuanbo did not know what was inside the box.

Watching Shi Nuan leave, Shi Yuanbo wiped away his tears and said to his son, "Let’s go, Tian Chao, we should go bid farewell to your brother Xiao Chuan!"

Shi Tianchao nodded. At ten years old, he was still quite mischievous, holding a game console in his hand, his head always lowered.

Perhaps he didn’t truly understand yet what this kind of "farewell" meant... _{f .r e\ewebnov(e)(l).c om}

But ten years ago, Shi Nuan, who was only a year older than Shi Tianchao is now, experienced her mother’s death, and at that time, she understood almost everything...

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Shi Nuan got into the car, her expression calm, as she sat in the front passenger seat.

A while later, Shi Yuanbo also brought Shi Tianchao to sit in the back seat, then the car started and left the Shi Family Mansion.

Song Yichuan’s funeral was grandly held, with all arrangements managed by Song Yansheng.

Song Yichuan’s father, Song Zhongming, is Song Yansheng’s older cousin.

The age difference between them is significant. Song Yansheng is only twenty-nine, while Song Zhongming is over fifty.

After Song Yansheng’s father, Song Xiucheng, became a vegetable, Song Zhongming temporarily took over as president of the Old Song Group to manage the company, given that Song Yansheng was still too young.

Eight years ago, twenty-one-year-old Song Yansheng returned from studying abroad. According to tradition, he should have succeeded in managing Song Corporation, as it was founded by his father.

Surprisingly, he independently established his own company, naming it TK.

After eight years of development, TK has become a leading company in City T, while Song Corporation’s former glory has faded, now barely surviving.

Outsiders don’t know the relationship between these cousins, but it’s well known that Song Yansheng liked Song Yichuan very much and was very good to his nephew.

Judging by the grandeur of the funeral, one can guess the importance Song Yansheng placed on this nephew.

The car that picked up Shi Nuan and the others arrived at Song Yichuan’s memorial hall around nine in the morning. As she got out of the car, it seemed like the sun suddenly peered through the clouds because Shi Nuan felt a bit dizzy.

Fortunately, she stood her ground.

She tightened her hold on the box in her hands and then walked step by step toward the memorial hall. After taking his son’s game console away and reassuring him with a few words, Shi Yuanbo also led his son to follow along.