"That’s the thing to say. Ji Zhuoran didn’t seem to be following me lately. I’m still going to discuss things with Du Ruo. I’m staying at Yipinxian these days, and I’ll leave today. You help me talk to my cousin and Manman. Ah, goodbye."

After Qu Yan finished speaking, he left Yao's house as if to escape.

Hell, there is a Zhong Yunle in Yao's family, and Ji Zhuoran lives in Xichi Garden. There seems to be a man who is not easy to provoke in every home she has lived in.

So, she should live with Du Ruo together with Yipinxian...

Besides, Du Ruo is also dealing with the Du's consortium. Qu Yan also has to find out what kind of chip suppliers she needs, and which ones they can find at present.

All are busy.

So Qu Yan plunged into work, and when the time had come the first night, she lay on the bed, and then she came back to her senses as if she had just awakened from a dream.

She will see Ji Zhuoran tomorrow.

She covered her heart, feeling that her heart seemed to have become a small seed, but on top of this seed was a huge stone named Ji Zhuoran.

If her heart wants to live, she has to work hard to germinate and push away the big rock.

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and quietly waited for the next day.

However, that night, she was still dreaming.

And this time I dreamed of the day Ji Zhuoran's parents went to the funeral.

At that time, he hadn't left the country yet, and he was still her brother Zoran.

Xiao Yan remembered very clearly that day. She was very sad because she heard her brother Zhuo Ran tell her to go. But after thinking about it, she felt that although Brother Zhuo Ran said something like that, he was very sad at that time, not necessarily. Make your own fire specifically.

Therefore, Ji Qingquan and his wife should go to such a major event as a funeral.

So she hid among the crowd, quietly watching Ji Zhuoran holding a big picture frame in both hands. In the picture frame were photos of his dead parents.

Xiao Yan's eyes couldn't help but fell on Zhuo Ran's face.

However, on his handsome young face, there was a calm like water.

His eyes were originally deep, but the sky was overcast that day, and it fell on his deep eyes, which made people feel that the emotions in those eyes were too deep for people to read or see through.

Ji Peihong followed behind Ji Zhuoran. He could walk well at first, but as he walked, he suddenly tilted and almost fell.

Afterwards, people around him hurriedly supported him, but Ji Peihong, an old man who looked very healthy, couldn't stand up straight.

When the white-haired person sends the black-haired person away, his heart is also very painful.

But later, Ji Peihong still had to take a sigh of relief to send Ji Qingquan and his wife for the last time, so someone brought a crutches and handed it to him...

Ji Zhuoran was just aside, but just stared coldly, there were no tears on his face, but there was a breath of pain all over his body.

After that, the funeral home, cremation.

Xiaoyan saw with his own eyes that Ji Peihong walked to the cremation button, but he hesitated to press that button. Instead, Ji Zhuoran looked up and looked at the corpses of his parents on the big screen of the funeral home—because they were in a car accident. Because of the death, the condition of the body is very bad, and the manpower can no longer repair it, so when the cremation, the face cannot be exposed, and it can only be covered with a white cloth.

And under the white cloth, they are actually not human.

When Xiao Yan thought of this, she couldn't help feeling cold in the crowd.

However, Brother Zhuoran raised his head under such circumstances, stared at his parents carefully, and then decisively pressed the cremation button.

"No!" Ji Peihong let out a terrifying cry.

The cry was too painful, and Qu Yan also awakened from his sleep.

After waking up, Qu Yan's brain couldn't help but recall the bits and pieces in his previous dreams.

Suddenly, she suddenly realized...

It turned out that Ji Peihong started on that day, and only hit the dragon head stick; and Ji Zhuoran, also started that day, was no longer her brother Zhuoran, but turned into a man with a curious mind and a deep city...

He has already changed too much...

After that, Qu Yan began to find someone to get his hair, make-up, toss clothes and styling.

It took four hours to paint a makeup, and at noon, she finally processed her image.

Du Ruo looked at her like an enemy and couldn't help saying:

"Are you...really ready?"

Qu Yan nodded, "Ready."

She even now wants to see Ji Zhuoran immediately and divorce him!