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“Can we not let those relatives come to Dad's funeral? I don't like them,” Qiao Chen said as she and Qiao Nuo arrived at the funeral home.
The burial plot was shared with their mother; otherwise, Qiao Nuo wouldn’t have had enough money to buy one.
When Qiao Chen mentioned not wanting their relatives to come, Qiao Nuo felt the same way.
When their family was wealthy, those relatives would come around asking to borrow money, but they never paid it back.
Their father always said that since they were relatives, they should help each other out when the family was doing well.
However, when the family went bankrupt, those relatives seemed to vanish. None of them visited when their father was hospitalized, let alone offered any financial help when Qiao Nuo found herself in dire straits.
“If you say you don’t want them here, then we won’t let them come,” Qiao Nuo reassured her.
“Didn’t you used to be close with that Huo Yawen? You seemed really fond of her!” Qiao Chen remarked, truly a mischievous child.
“When we lived in the Old Town District, they were our neighbors. You could say she was like an older brother to me!”
In truth, she wished she had an older brother so she wouldn’t have to bear all these burdens alone.
“Then tell me about your childhood. We’re going to be here all night; if you don’t say something, I might fall asleep quickly.”
Qiao Nuo glanced at Qiao Chen and realized that he truly had nothing to say; perhaps he was hoping for something to divert his attention.
"Alright, then I'll tell you about my experiences with Huo Yawen..." Qiao Nuo began to recount her memories, which were somewhat hazy, but with a little embellishment, they transformed into beautiful childhood recollections.
Eventually, Qiao Chen couldn't resist the drowsiness any longer and fell asleep beside Qiao Nuo.
She draped a blanket over him. In the quiet funeral home, it was just the two of them, along with their father lying in the coffin.
No relatives came to pay their respects, and no old friends checked in on them.
Indeed, it was in times of hardship that one could truly discern who was worth their salt.
However, she did not expect Shen Fengye to arrive at that moment. Qiao Nuo's expression stiffened instantly as she stood up and walked over to usher Shen Fengye out of the hall.
In the end, Qiao Nuo closed the hall door, ensuring that Qiao Chen remained unaware of anything amiss.
"Qiao Nuo, I just came to see your father. Bringing a bouquet of flowers isn't too much to ask, is it?" Shen Fengye indeed held a bunch of white roses.
"Your absence would be best; my dad doesn't need you here!"
It was because of Shen Fengye's infidelity that a series of unfortunate events unfolded. Most importantly, this matter was kept from Qiao Chen; otherwise, her hot-headed younger brother, who was fiercely protective of his sister, might have done something reckless!
"Stop being stubborn! Here’s one hundred thousand; it's what I borrowed from you back then. Recently, Ni Yue has been too tight-fisted with me. I couldn't get the money together. You know how it is; if you come to me privately, I’ll definitely give you the money!"
“Privately?” Qiao Nuo exclaimed, her anger palpable. “You’re with Ni Yue and still expect me to seek you out privately? Can you be any more shameless?”
It seemed that Shen Fengye was managing his double life quite smoothly.
“Don’t say it like that! Don’t think I don’t know about your ambiguous relationship with that Jin Chengyan. Instead of looking for a stranger, why not come to me…”
“Get lost!” She shouted in fury, snatching the white rose from Shen Fengye’s arms and throwing it at him!
Shen Fengye fled, but Qiao Nuo remained in a daze for a long while. Eventually, she gathered her thoughts and opened the door to the hall. Fortunately, Qiao Chen was still fast asleep.
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