Grandpa Cheng just wanted Ruan Su to come back to him and help him manage the company well. It would be great if he could take the Cheng family to the next level.

He had a dream in his heart, but Ruan Su's expression was still very cold, "I think the second uncle and aunt are quite capable, let's leave it to them."

The second uncle of the Cheng family and the second aunt were taken aback, and they didn't expect Ruan Su to say that.

Originally they thought...

As soon as she returns, she will move into Cheng's house.

Aunt Cheng Er glanced suspiciously at Ruan Su, as if thinking about whether what she said was true or false.

The smile on Grandpa Cheng's face suddenly froze, "Xiao Su, do you... still have an opinion on me? Your mother back then..."

"I don't need to mention the previous things anymore. I don't have the surname Cheng. I'm a foreigner. Let's forget it." Ruan Su took a sip of water. She was in a heavy heart. The hospital rushed past.

Now her mind is focused on the death of Wu Meng, and she doesn't have much mind to eat with the Cheng family at all.

But... thinking that Mr. Cheng's physical condition was still old, she resisted the urge to leave again.

At any rate, it was he who raised his mother.

No matter what Mr. Cheng said during the dinner, Ruan Su remained unmoved.

Being able to come to eat is already to save face, as for other things, she has no obligation.

The second uncle of the Cheng family and the second aunt, who were still thinking about how to be a demon, were silent.

Ruan Su seemed different from what they had imagined.

After eating, Ruan Su left.

Old man Cheng stood sadly at the door of the hotel, looking at the woman's straight back, and sighed heavily, "I don't know when I will see her again next time."

"Dad... why don't you think about me? She was right. She was not the Cheng family after all. Besides, Jinfeng back then..." Cheng Ershu wanted to say something, but he was displeased by Mr. Cheng before he finished speaking. Interrupted, "Here you? Do you have the ability? Jinfeng, if not you all bullied her...she..."

Father Cheng said halfway, then sighed heavily, "Forget it!"

Aunt Cheng Er's expression changed, and she did not speak any more, and quietly pulled the sleeve of Uncle Cheng's.

The woman Cheng Jinfeng got pregnant by accident and was pregnant with the things of a wild man. She always thought she had kept it well, did the old guy know?

No, it's impossible.

Ruan Su went to the flower shop and bought a bunch of white chrysanthemums for memorials. The white chrysanthemums were very bright.

As soon as she got out of the flower shop, she saw that the cars on the road stopped one after another. She was taken aback and saw a black hearse not far away. It was...

Wu Meng's hearse?

The cars on the road began to honour their horns.

She stood on the side of the road in a daze, mixing in the crowd, and many people were following the car.

She held the bunch of white chrysanthemums and chased them in the direction of the car, which was the direction of... the funeral home.

Many citizens lined up and walked forward, and almost everyone held flowers in their hands.

There are also many takeaway guys who shuttle in various flower shops in the city. Those are netizens from other places.

Ordered take-out flowers to give me a memorial service.

The crowd lined up for about five or six miles, moving forward little by little.

The staff of the funeral home directed the traffic at the door, arranging the citizens who came to pay their respects.

"Respect the old people's last words, and the funeral should be simple, not extravagant and wasteful, so citizens are not allowed to go in to express their condolences. Please consciously line up in front of the funeral home to pay homage, and don't disturb the old people."

Ruan Su saw such a big notice in front of the funeral home from a distance.

Her heart shook slightly.

Quite touching.

Some citizens were crying and offering flowers while saying, "Grandpa, you go well."

She was queuing up, but she saw Bo Xingzhi and Song Yan in the crowd.

Not only that, but Jiang Xinyu, Jiang Xinfeng brothers, and the staff of Centenarian Medicine all rushed over.

And colleagues from the Master Su Foundation.

Just then, Ruan Su's WeChat rang, it was Lin Qi. "Boss, we are queuing, are you there?"

Ruan Su quickly returned to him, "I'm also queuing, are the brothers from the secret door also here?"

"Yes."

Many, many flight attendants and captains of Southern Star Airlines also came.

Everyone stood in the crowd, holding flowers in their hands, and walked silently along with the flow of people.

In front of the funeral home, there were rows of flowers, all of which were sent by everyone.

Someone yelled loudly from time to time, "Grandpa, go well!"

"You are a great man!"

The sky didn't know when it started to drizzle, and Bo Xing was inconvenient to jump in the queue, so he had to follow the flow of people and walk forward. He especially wanted to stay with Ruan Su.

Especially when Wu Meng was about to leave, Ruan Su was rescuing.

She must be more sad than others now.

At this moment, a wailing sound suddenly sounded, and a middle-aged woman stumbled over with a handful of flowers, "Teacher... Teacher Wu..."

She is one of Wu Meng's students.

Her eyes were red from crying, "I was on the phone with the teacher last month..."

"Why are you leaving now?"

Seeing her crying bitterly, the people around couldn't help but start to cry.

Tens of thousands of citizens all came to mourn and mourn Wu for the last time.

Ruan Su finally walked out of the crowd with a heartache, and stepped forward to support the crying middle-aged woman, "Sorrow! He is looking at us from the sky!"

The woman raised her tearful eyes and stared at Ruan Su blankly, "Are you... Doctor Ruan?"

"Yes." Ruan Su nodded, "I was fortunate enough to meet him for the last time in the emergency room."

The woman's tears continued to slide down her cheeks, and she hugged Ruan Su abruptly, as if she was hugging Wu Meng. "He is like a father to me."

"There is a kind of person in this world who is so great that he will never die. He is a god." Ruan Su said choked up, "Don't be too sad."

The team was still wriggling forward, and everyone offered flowers in an orderly manner.

When it was his turn to stop, he bowed deeply in the direction of the funeral home, and then put down the flowers in his hand.

Some people, some things, deserve everyone to commemorate and respect.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it was not until the evening that Ruan Su and Bo Xingzhi left the funeral home.

But there are still many people here who are still wandering and unwilling to leave.

The brothers Jiang Xinyu and Jiang Xinfeng also left with them. Jiang Xinfeng said to Ruan Su, "I want to write him a song."

Ruan Su was stunned, "Yes."

"This time...I would like to ask you to continue to compose music for me. I will fill in the lyrics, can you?" Jiang Xinfeng looked at Ruan Su, "Xuehai is big...my idol, can you?"

Ruan Su patted him on the shoulder, "Of course. Give me a few days."

It was a few days, but as soon as he got home, Ruan Su sat down in front of his desk.

Start creating.

Bo Xingzhi was very witty and didn't bother her.

Instead, he quietly handled the affairs of Southern Star Airlines and the Bo Group, which has piled up a lot recently.

In the evening, the news that the Bo Group donated 30 million yuan for the treatment of bone cancer patients spread throughout the network.

Not only that, Southern Star Airlines also donated 30 million yuan to transform and support the use of agricultural bases.

Ruan Su was busy until late at night before coming out of the study.

When she was creating, her mobile phone was turned on in the Do Not Disturb mode, but when she finished the bath, her mobile phone was turned into normal mode.

The pushes from the major software news media are rushing out.

The phone rang for a while before it stopped.

She looked suspiciously one by one, but was stunned.

Chong said to the man who was still holding a tablet computer, "Did you donate?"

Bo Xingzhi raised his eyes and looked at her, his calm handsome face seemed to be talking about something that is normal for eating and drinking, "I just want to do something for everyone, otherwise, my heart will always be empty and uncomfortable."

"You have to bring me anyway!" Ruan Su sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the phone and called Jiang Xinyu. "Centennial Medicine donated 30 million yuan of medicines to major hospitals. When these medicines are used on patients, they are not allowed to be charged, but they are also free."

Jiang Xinyu was not at all upset about being disturbed in the middle of the night, and immediately responded, "Okay, boss, make arrangements right away."

After it was over, Ruan Su ordered his colleagues from the Master Su Foundation to donate 30 million yuan for agriculture, "Food is the heaven for the people!"

Just after ordering these things, Ruan Su received another push.

"Eighteen fellow travellers encountered severe extreme weather, their life or death was uncertain, and they were trapped deep in the mountains."

Ruan Su did not open this news feed. "People all these days live and die. What kind of danger do they go into the mountains to explore?"

She is in a bad mood and looks upset at nothing.

However... she just fell off.

Bo Xingzhi's cell phone rang, and the man picked it up in a low voice, "Hey..."

"Brother—brother—help me!"

Bo Wenhao's hastily voice came, accompanied by the radio wave of Zizi Lala, "Brother—I'm—"

Bo Xingzhi was startled, "Wen Hao? Where are you?"

"Brother! I'm in the mountains—"

"In the mountains!"

But soon there was a beep, and the call was disconnected.

Bo Xingzhi hurriedly dialed back, still busy.

Can't get through.

Ruan Su frowned slightly, and a bad premonition rose in his heart, "Couldn't there be Wen Hao and Jiang Chengliu among the eighteen friends?"

She reluctantly clicked on the news feed just now, "Eighteen Assess are some college students who have just graduated. That mountain is a restricted area at night and they are not allowed to enter. They went in."

"The college students' school happened to be Wen Hao and Jiang Chengliu's school."

"The official has lined up the Skyhawk rescue team for rescue."

After she finished speaking, she called Bo Wenhao again, but she still couldn't get through.

"What should we do now?"

She looked at Bo Xingzhi.

The man's face was dark and solemn, "You wait for me at home, I will let Song Yan send someone to contact the Skyhawk rescue team."

"How could I be able to sleep? Let's go together. Whether Wen Hao is there or not, those are eighteen lives." Ruan Su walked to the closet and took out two coats. "It's cold in the mountains at night, let's go."

Bo Xingzhi didn't stop her, took the coat and took her hand and walked out together.

I’m getting better...I’ll get better when my body recovers.