Chapter 907: Charles’s Funeral

Chapter 907: Charles’s Funeral

The butler did not answer and stood silently.

Mrs. He sighed softly, turned around slowly, and sat on a chair on the side with the help of the housekeeper.

She was stunned for a moment and then said: "Xiao Qi is over there. It would be nice to see him off for the last time."

"Old Madam, don't be too sad." He and the housekeeper could only comfort Madam He in this way.

Mrs. He smiled softly, as if she was laughing at herself, as if she was laughing at all the people in the world, and even more as if she was laughing at all the people who are still alive.

"If you live to this age, what else can you look forward to? Where is Yi Ning?" Mrs. He changed the subject.

"The second young master has already left for France." He and the housekeeper replied in a low voice: "After taking care of Mr. Charles' funeral affairs, he will come back with the young mistress. I heard that the young mistress has not eaten or drank all day and night. Mr. Charles treats the young mistress like She treats her own children, and the young lady is a grateful person, and she regards Mr. Charles as her father. Therefore, the young lady feels very uncomfortable when Mr. Charles leaves. However, I heard that when Mr. Charles died, she was the one who missed him. ——”

"Okay, stop talking." Mrs. He interrupted her conversation with the housekeeper and said, "Yining and Xiaoqi's wedding is coming soon. You go and prepare. I'm tired. Let's take a rest."

"Yes, old lady." He and the housekeeper backed away gently.

Not long after, the housekeeper and the housekeeper came over again, holding a box in their hands.

"Old madam, this is what the young mistress sent back. It's for you." After saying this to the housekeeper, he put it on the table and turned around to leave.

Mrs. He slowly opened the box, her eyes glaring for a moment.

That's a picture.

After unfolding the scroll, a woman stood upright and looked back with a smile.

Exactly what she looked like when she was young.

It was this turning back that captured that man's lifelong attachment.

Mrs. He rolled the scroll up again, put it back in the box, and placed it in a corner of the room.

There is also a posthumous work of Mr. He.

The person has passed away, no regrets.

Ten years of life and death are so vast that I cannot forget them without thinking about them.

Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation.

Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.

At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown with a deep dream. I was dressing up outside the small window.

They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears.

It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines.

Mrs. He turned and left the room, thinking that she should go see the children.

Nowadays, those love and love have long passed away.

The only thing she can do now is to protect Shen Qi enough to become the leader of the He family, to protect Shen Rui and Shen He from growing up safely, and to take over the great cause of the He family.

The moment she walked to the door, Mrs. He's spine slowly straightened.

She is still the queen who can support the world many years ago!

As soon as He Yi Ning flew to France, he saw an overwhelming amount of reports at home and abroad commemorating Charles.

As the Tarzan Beidou in the design world, Charles created countless classics and pushed the brands under the He Group to new heights.

When the He family was in turmoil, Mr. Charles never gave up and shouldered the burden with all his strength.

It’s really a great contribution.

Now that Charles passed away suddenly in France, He Yi Ning, as the head of the He family consortium, naturally had to come to express his condolences in person.

It's just that Charles made a will before his death, and there was no need to hold a grand funeral. Therefore, only a few of Charles' close friends were invited.

Shen Qi was wearing a long black dress with no makeup on her face, and she responded to the gift as a family member.

When He Yi Ning appeared in front of Shen Qi, Shen Qi's tears rolled down again.

He Yi Ning hugged Shen Qi and didn't say anything, but just hugged her hard.

"The teacher passed away very peacefully." Shen Qi said in a low voice: "The teacher said that he liked freedom very much. So, I bought him a quiet place to lay his last soul."

He Yi Ning nodded: "Okay."

"Yining, if we have to take this step in a few decades, I also want to choose to leave with dignity like the teacher." Shen Qi said with tears in her eyes: "Okay?"

"Okay. I'll accompany you. No matter when the time comes, I will always be with you." He Yi Ning patted Shen Qi on the back: "We will never be separated."

Shen Qi nodded vigorously.

On the day of Mr. Charles's burial, it was raining lightly.

Everyone stood quietly in front of the tombstone and mourned silently.

Shen Qi was the last to put the flower in her hand and stood there quietly for a long, long time.

It was getting late, and only Shen Qi and He Yining were left.

Shen Qi still had no intention of leaving.

He Yi Ning was not in a hurry and just stayed with her silently.

At this time, a man holding an umbrella slowly walked towards the two people.

It was an old white lady about the same age as Charles.

She was dressed in black, with a dogwood pinned to her chest.

Her face became increasingly pale against the backdrop.

"You are probably the student he always misses, right?" the old white lady said to Shen Qi in French.

Shen Qi turned to look at her in surprise.

"He said that you are like his daughter. He is always worried." The old white lady looked at Shen Qi steadily: "If it is really you, can you do me a favor?"

Shen Qi looked at her more and more surprised: "Who are you?"

Shen Qi's French is not very fluent. Her German is okay, but her French is really lacking.

"Has Charles ever told you about his past?" the white old lady asked Shen Qi.

Shen Qi nodded.

"What I'm talking about now is about his past life. You know, his family was very ordinary and common. Because of him, his parents lost their jobs, so they were left to be taken care of by a distant relative. As a result, that relative was too greedy and exploited a lot of his creations." The white old lady said.

He Yi Ning knew that Shen Qi had difficulty listening, so he immediately translated it for Shen Qi.

Shen Qi nodded: "Yes, I know about this."

"When Charles was young, he was indeed very angry with his parents. But later, he gradually let go of his hatred and chose to forgive. When he went back to find his parents, he found that they were no longer alive. Even his brothers and sisters were separated. I heard that they were not doing well. Some died, some were lost, and in the end only his sister was married to your country, but there has been no specific clues." The white old lady continued: "I wonder if you can help Charles find the whereabouts of this sister?"

After He Yi Ning finished translating, Shen Qi immediately replied: "Of course. Do you have any specific information clues?"

"I heard that Charles' sister gave birth to a daughter, and then the daughter married a rich man's son in H City, H Province in your country, and also gave birth to a daughter." The white old lady smiled and said: "It seems that the child is called Zhuge Youyou."