Chapter 1762 Xiao Chengyu's Funeral

Sure enough, the news that Xiao Chengyu died in a car accident the next day and that Mr. Xiao was seriously ill and hospitalized was reported by the media, almost shocking the entire capital.

Who doesn't know that yesterday was the 80th birthday of Mr. Xiao's family. At that time, Mr. Xiao's cheerful appearance was still vivid in his memory. In the blink of an eye, the happy event turned into a funeral, and Xiao Chengyu died young.

Everyone has different feelings about this matter.

Some people regret that Xiao Chengyu was jealous of talents and died young.

Some people lamented the pain of the white-haired man of the Xiao family sending the black-haired man away.

Someone sighed that the Xiao family was in bad luck, and the Xiao family had no successors.

Of course, there are also people who take pleasure in other people's misfortune.

But no matter what, the Xiao family was affected by this incident, the stock market was turbulent, and the stock price fell. The board of directors proposed to appoint another president before Xiao Chengyu's funeral was decided. .

The Shareholders' Bureau did not stop there either.

At the beginning, the Xiao family and the Lin family formed an in-law family, which established the Xiao family's leading position in the Xiao Group. Later, Xiao Zhiyuan and Lin Yuechan divorced, and Xiao Chengyu maintained the relationship between the two families.

Now, Xiao Chengyu's death has completely cut off the situation that the two families have been in harmony for many years.

The Xiao family was besieged on all sides.

But at this time, Mr. Xiao was seriously ill and hospitalized. Xiao Zhiyuan couldn't frighten the board of directors, couldn't balance the shareholders' meeting, and had to prepare for his son's funeral.

The Xiao Group was completely in chaos.

Wen Xinya attended Xiao Chengyu's funeral in the name of the Wen family.

She was wearing a black long-sleeved cheongsam, the hem of the cheongsam reached her calf, and she wore a black silk gauze on her head. Her eyebrows were half covered, and her face was solemn. She stepped forward slowly and placed a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in front of Xiao Chengyu's tomb.

Looking at Xiao Chengyu's gentle and gentle face on the tombstone, he couldn't help saying in a low voice: "You are a modest gentleman, you are as gentle as jade!"

Compared with Chu Jingnan's gentleness in disguise.

Xiao Zhiyuan pretended to be gentle under the proud skin.

Mr. Xiao hides his elegance in mental calculations.

Xiao Chengyu is the real gentleman and modest demeanor.

Xiao Zhiyuan bowed to Wen Xinya, and in just a few hours, the Xiao family had undergone tremendous changes, Xiao Zhiyuan's gray hair became more than half white in an instant, showing an old look.

Wen Xinya bent over and said, "Mr. Xiao, please forgive me!"

She said this sincerely.

Xiao Zhiyuan had a sad expression: "Thank you!"

Wen's family and Xiao's family have always had grievances, this time he did not expect that Wen Xinya would come to his son's funeral.

Wen Xinya continued: "Give my regards to Mr. Xiao."

Xiao Zhiyuan was startled, understood her gesture of favor, and suddenly thought that the Xiao Group was in a huge crisis, but the Wen family did not take advantage of it.

He vaguely understood what Wen Xinya meant.

Looking at the back of Wen Xinya leaving, Xiao Zhiyuan felt bitter and unspeakable: "Cheng Yu, back then Wen Haowen and Ning Shuqian clung to each other, which caused the Wen family to fall into a deep prison. You tried your best to prevent me from taking advantage of the Wen family. Thinking of it, it has now formed a good relationship for the Xiao family."

At that time, Xiao Chengyu had said that no matter how much trouble Wen Ning and Ning made, the foundation of the Wen family would not be damaged. The Xiao family took advantage of this moment to step in, and if they could not completely suppress the Wen Group, they would definitely face a crazy blow from the Wen family in the future.

In theory, he is far inferior to Cheng Yu in his insight into the world and his foresight.

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After attending Xiao Chengyu's funeral, Wen Xinya's heart was always heavy.

Over the years, although she has had little contact with Xiao Chengyu, she still pays attention to him to some extent. She also appreciates his deeds in the Xiao Group. Before the Lanxin Group's celebration banquet, it was also a shallow exchange of words. deep.

Si Yiyan hugged her domineeringly to his chest, raised her jaw, and kissed her lips forcefully.

A thick, moist tongue with a slightly rough coating, sweeping wantonly between her lips, conquering the city and plundering the land.

"Don't..." Wen Xinya resisted a few times, feeling that he couldn't refuse, so she stopped resisting.

Her suppleness made Si Yiyan go further and further, and the kiss became more and more intense, making Wen Xinya almost suffocate and dizzy.

"Hmm!" Just when Wen Xinya thought she would suffocate to death under his passionate kiss, Si Yiyan mercifully let her go, staring at her sandalwood lips with deep and dark eyes, filled with desire. , delicate and tender like the cherries of this season: "Don't think of other men in front of me from now on!"

Although he knew very well that Wen Xinya only half admired Xiao Chengyu at most, because he felt a little sorry for his death, but he just didn't like it, and he was emotionally up and down because of other men.

Wen Xinya gasped and glared at him, "You're so jealous, who cares about other men."

She did feel sorry for Xiao Chengyu's death, but she and Xiao Chengyu hadn't realized that because of his death, this man was just... just...

Wen Xinya didn't know how to describe it for a while.

There was a faint sweetness in my heart, and I was a little dumbfounded for a while.

"Are you thirsty?" Si Yiyan asked suddenly.

Her black and white eyes were stained with moist water because of the passionate kiss just now, and there was a thin red in her eyes, which contained a charming and enchanting color, which made Si Yiyan a little fascinated for a while.

"Huh?" Wen Xinya was at a loss.

Maybe it was just after the kiss, because her brain was not itchy and her emotions hadn't calmed down yet, she felt that her brain was a little dull.

Then, Si Yiyan leaned forward, supported her neck with one hand, and pressed her against the back of the sofa with his body. With the other hand, he gently took out a palm-sized, flat bottle from his pocket, and opened it with his mouth. Soft plug.

It belongs to the fresh taste of camel milk, which diffuses between each other, and contains an ambiguous taste.

"Stinky rascal, you..." Wen Xinya cursed, and the next second Si Yiyan pinched her cheek with one hand, forcing her to open her mouth and pour camel milk from the bottle into her mouth.

"Ahem!"

His actions were not gentle, Wen Yaya choked tears.

"From now on, you can only think of me." Si Yiyan raised his head and poured the remaining camel milk in the bottle into his mouth. The milky white liquid flowed down the corners of his mouth with a sexy stream.

Then, he separated her legs and wrapped them around his waist.

The two lips were entangled again fiercely.

In the air, the ambiguous smell of camel milk became intense and hot.

His movements were a bit ruthless, without too much foreplay, Wen Xinya couldn't bear it, and while panting, she murmured: "You... Take it easy."

His tone was full of complaints.

He was extremely dissatisfied with his slightly rough movements.

Si Yiyan smiled lowly: "You will accept me."

And her body has long been trained by him to be very sensitive. No one knows better than him where her tolerance limit is.

The body of each other, from obscurity to tolerance, to integration, seems to be easier than imagined.