Chapter 690: The Aftermath (12)

Hearing this, Xia Ziwei closed her eyes, threw herself into his arms without thinking, and cried silently.

Wushuang and Mu Jinchen, Su Ran and Jun Xiang looked at each other and read the same message in each other's eyes. Are they getting back together?

Just as Tang Mubai was hugging Xia Ziwei and preparing to walk down, he saw Cheng Lang dressed in black walking over with a person who looked like a bodyguard.

Xia Ziwei shouted in surprise, "Director Cheng? Why are you here?"

With that said, he quietly broke away from Tang Mubai's arms.

Tang Mubai raised his eyes and tightened his thin lips to look at the man in front of him. Although he was slightly stout, he was generally well-maintained for his age. At least his hairline did not move up or he was very obese. He looked pampered.

"The mainstay of Xuri has passed away. Shouldn't I, the boss, come over to pay my respects? I went to the mourning hall just now, but it was a step too late. Please express my condolences and wait until you feel better before returning to work."

Cheng Lang's words were very considerate, just like a company boss giving his deepest condolences to his most proud subordinate.

"Thank you, Director Cheng, for your consideration."

He looked at Tang Mubai again, a little surprised, and soon recovered, "Isn't this Mr. Tang, Hongji, who has been in the limelight recently? I didn't expect to see you here. I'm Cheng Lang. I'm glad to meet you."

As he said that, he stretched out his right hand to shake hands with Tang Mubai in a gentlemanly manner.

After all, he was an elder, so Tang Mubai couldn't refuse, so he had to extend his right hand and said, "Nice to meet you."

Cheng Lang said in a familiar voice, "I think Director Tang and Weiwei have a good relationship. You might as well come to Xuri some time. Maybe we will have business contacts in the future."

"Let's do it some other time." Tang Mubai had no intention of talking to him more, his tone was still indifferent, and he had a very strong resistance to this person who deliberately showed good intentions.

"Jun Xiang, do you think this person is here to pay his respects or to chat? He has been here for so long and has no intention of paying homage."

Su Ran could still remember the scene at the opening ceremony of Chenyu Film and Television City, and she didn't even have the slightest fondness for Cheng Lang.

Hearing this, Cheng Lang's eyes moved to the person who was speaking not far away. He said to Tang Mubai, "Excuse me." Then he walked towards the tombstone. The bodyguard stepped forward and put down the white flowers in his hands. By the way, he took the incense aside, lit it and handed it to his hand.

Cheng Lang paid homage to the tombstone a few times before bending down and putting the incense in his hand on it.

Then he turned around and said to them kindly, "Mr. Mu, let's meet again. I'm not surprised that Mr. Mu appeared here. After all, he called the deceased uncle. Cheng was curious as to why Mr. Jun also appeared. "

Before Jun Xiang spoke, Su Ran snorted coldly, "We are not surprised that someone like you, who has nothing to do with you in eight lifetimes, appears here. Why are you surprised? What right do you have to be surprised? We are I’m not interested in chatting, so I’ll go on my way…”

Su Ran's words were not sentimental at all. Her tone seemed to be scolding an ignorant person, rather than an elder who was more than twice her age. If the situation had been different, Wu Shuang would have laughed out loud. .

In Su Ran's eyes, there is no moral standard of respecting the elderly and caring for the young. She only respects people who are worthy of respect.

Cheng Lang's emotional intelligence was very high today, and he didn't seem to want to argue with the younger generation, but he said to Jun Xiang in a good-tempered manner, "I heard a few days ago that Mr. Jun has a fiancée who is a straightforward and outspoken childhood sweetheart. I guess she is this one. Mr. Jun is so lucky. "