The Big Shot is Also Crazy About Me Today
Chapter 31: Her Future, Now with Him

Chapter 31: Chapter 31: Her Future, Now with Him

At two thirty in the afternoon, Song Yansheng returned with Song Yichuan’s ashes. At three o’clock, over a dozen black cars adorned with white funeral flowers departed from the Song Mansion.

Song Yichuan would be buried today afternoon in the Song Family’s Cemetery on Dongming Mountain. From Great Grandpa of Song Yansheng, generations of the Song family have been laid to rest there.

Shi Nuan was arranged to ride with Song Yansheng in the same car. She didn’t object much because Song Yichuan’s ashes were held in Song Yansheng’s hands.

Shi Nuan didn’t want to think too ill of people. She preferred to believe that Song Yansheng’s arrangement was to let her have a proper farewell with Song Yichuan one last time.

The driver was Chi Rui, and in the front passenger seat sat a bodyguard in black clothes and sunglasses. Other than that, only Song Yansheng and Shi Nuan were in the car.

The car drove steadily, and outside the window were crowds of onlookers and media reporters. Shi Nuan ignored all of this.

"Can I... hold Xiao Chuan?"

After the car drove for a few minutes, Shi Nuan finally spoke softly.

Song Yansheng nodded, "Yes."

A black urn was handed to her. _{fr eewe(b)nove.l.co\m}

When Shi Nuan received it, her hands were cold and trembling.

Her heart was the same.

She lowered her head, and a silent tear fell onto the urn. It was what she tried to hold back but couldn’t.

She couldn’t believe that the person who just days ago was alive and well before her eyes had now turned into a box of white ash.

As if he had never existed in this world...

She felt uncontrollable pain throughout her body, and sobs choked her throat uncontrollably.

She held the black box, covered her mouth, and finally broke into a loud cry...

The man beside her slightly furrowed his brow but did not comfort her.

He knew that at this moment, Shi Nuan needed to cry freely.

After crying, everything would be alright.

Yes, everything would be alright.

Because her future included him.

...

At four o’clock on that afternoon, Song Yichuan was formally buried in the Song Family’s Cemetery.

When the tombstone for Song Yichuan was erected, Shi Nuan felt a moment of dizziness in her mind.

Fortunately, she was supported by Song Yansheng’s hand beside her.

Song Yansheng’s actions were gentlemanly and polite, without revealing any traces to others.

But among these people, there were those who noticed, like Shi Yuanbo, Chi Rui, Song Qingyang, and the Mother of Song Yansheng, Yu Yao.

When Shi Nuan placed a white chrysanthemum in front of Song Yichuan’s tombstone, several people noticed the ring on Shi Nuan’s left ring finger.

Shi Nuan wasn’t fond of wearing jewelry. When she got engaged to Song Yichuan, being still a student, she found wearing a ring inconvenient and entrusted it to the meticulous Song Yichuan for safekeeping.

Now that Song Yichuan had passed, who could she ask to retrieve that ring?

This ring was not the one given by Song Yichuan.

When Shi Nuan bowed down in homage, someone above held an umbrella for her—it was Chi Rui.

Chi Rui stood there silently, not wanting to disturb Shi Nuan’s final farewell to Young Master Song Yichuan!

Yes, it should be the final farewell.

When Shi Nuan stood up, her black dress paired with a black shawl, even so, she appeared extremely frail, evoking a protective instinct in others.

Yet her expression remained calm, her eyes serene and undisturbed.

Chi Rui handed her the umbrella and whispered, "Miss Shi, Mr. Song asked you to wait for him in the car!"

Shi Nuan’s eyes flickered, then she reached out to take the umbrella Chi Rui handed over, and stepped forward.

Soon a bodyguard held up an umbrella for her. Chi Rui watched as the young woman walked away with her back straight, his eyebrows slightly knitted.

Then his gaze shifted to Song Yansheng, who stood not far away beside Yu Yao in black formal attire, his eyes already following the departing woman’s figure.