Hi, My Sweet Lil Moe Wife!-Chapter 2127 - : That woman is here

Chapter 2127: That woman is here

Zhan Jia ‘er’s funeral was held in the most famous St. John’s Cathedral in City M.

She had gone in such a hurry, but Zhan Yang still had a way to make his daughter’s funeral Grand in the most famous church in M City.

He wanted to send Zhan Jia ‘er off on her last journey, even if Zhan Yang was no longer the chairman of the torch Corporation.

However, due to the huge amount of shares he held in his hands and his social status, many socialites still attended the ceremony.

War sun had flown many white roses from abroad, and they covered almost all the roads from the staircases down to the inside of the church.

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Zhan Yang had said that these white roses were Zhan Jia ‘er’s favorite when she was alive. They were like his daughter Jia’ er, pure and flawless, pure and kind.

He said that Zhan Jia ‘er was the daughter he loved the most, and that her death made him feel sad and regretful. Therefore, he wanted to hold a funeral of the century to send his daughter off.

Everyone had seen many weddings of the century before, but they had never heard of a funeral of the century.

Many media outlets rushed to the scene because of this gimmick, and they set up their ‘long and short cameras’ to take photos of the funeral scene.

In the past, Zhan Yang had placed great importance on privacy and had almost never reported it to the media. This time, not only did they openly allow the media to film, but they even specifically asked the public relations department to entertain the media reporters who were present.

After a while, most of the guests had arrived.

At that moment, a luxury car stopped in front of the church. The door opened, and a tall man with a cold expression got out of the car.

Everyone looked over and saw that it was the young master of the Beacon fire Corporation, Zhan Yang’s only son, Zhan mo.

Zhan mo alighted from the car and looked up coldly at the man standing on the steps, who was looking at him.

That man, his father, Zhan Yang, was standing at the end of the carpet covered with white roses.

His father looked so mature and handsome. The sharp aura of many years of being in power made Zhan Yang the most dazzling person in the crowd, even in such an occasion where celebrities appeared.

But even so, so what?

Zhan mo used to follow his father’s example. His elegance, profoundness, and fierceness made Zhan mo deeply admire him.

But now, all he saw was the selfishness, hypocrisy, and indifference behind this man.

Zhan mo came to the back of the car and opened the rear door.”Mother, we’ve arrived.”

After he opened the car door, a pair of diamond-studded black satin high heels stuck out from the car and stepped on the ground firmly.

The next moment, a woman in an elegant black dress and black sunglasses appeared in front of everyone.

“It’s Madam Zhan!”

“No, it should be the previous Zhan Furen!”

she’s finally here. I told you that she would definitely appear at the funeral. She and Mr. Zhan had a huge fall out and would bring it to court. I thought that a few days ago, when Mr. Zhan went to the detention center to pick her up, the two of them would get back together. I didn’t expect her to come alone today.

how could he be alone? can’t you see that young master mo is here too? it seems like the Zhan family is going to fall apart and split into two factions.

The guests couldn’t help but lower their voices as they discussed the matter. The reporters, on the other hand, were snapping away at Duan xiuhui and Zhan Yang.

This wasn’t just a wedding of the century, it should be a meeting of the century.

A couple who had just fought to the death and had a falling out with each other would be reunited because of their daughter’s funeral.

Zhan mo ignored the people around him and maintained his cold expression. He extended his hand to Duan xiuhui.”Mother, let’s go.”

Duan xiuhui looked up through her sunglasses at the man standing at the end of the stairs. She nodded slowly and held her son’s hand with her weak and almost weightless hand.

“Alright,” he said. Duan xiuhui said.