When Ning Zhi woke up in the morning, she found that Ji Nian'er had arrived in her arms at some point, holding her thin and small body, and stared at her for a long time.

She planned to get up and make breakfast. Just when she was about to finish it, Ji Nian'er had already gotten up and walked towards the kitchen.

"There are toothbrushes ready in the bathroom. Go brush your teeth first."

"good!"

Ji Nian'er nodded obediently and walked towards the kitchen. However, she was too short and couldn't reach the water at all. When she looked up, she saw the shower head above her head.

She originally thought about using the shower head to get some water, but she didn't expect that the amount of water turned on was too high, and she got soaked all over.

"ah!"

Ning Zhi heard her yell and hurriedly walked towards the bathroom. She didn't even have time to put down the spatula in her hand. Seeing her huddled in the corner, Ning Zhi immediately went to turn off the shower.

Now that she was completely wet, Ning Zhi gave her a new bath and specially made her a cold drink.

"Drink some, don't catch a cold and pass it on to me."

Ji Nian'er looked at the medicine in front of her, pouted her lips, and suppressed her willful temper.

She is no longer the eldest lady of the Ji family and cannot be willful now.

Ning Zhi was eating noodles from her bowl when her cell phone suddenly rang. She saw it was Pei Han calling.

"Ning Zhi, have you seen Ji Hanguang's Weibo post? He plans to hold a funeral for you." Pei Han called her as soon as he saw the news.

"It's good. It's good to let this matter go."

Ning Zhi never thought that she would be able to attend her own funeral one day, so she came to the cemetery wearing a black suit.

Today is the day when Ji Hanguang's wife was buried. Many celebrities were invited. Ning Zhi also walked in with the crowd. When she arrived at the place, she saw a black and white photo of herself.

In the photo, her eyes were lifeless and she looked very empty. Ning Zhi couldn't even remember when the photo was taken.

She obviously doesn't like taking pictures, so when has she ever left such a photo?

Ning Zhi was sitting in a place, and she could still hear a lot of people gossiping in her ears. Only then did she learn that the photo was still photosynthesized with her face.

No wonder it looks a bit weird.

There were other people standing around, and they were all discussing in whispers. It was obviously a very solemn and solemn scene, but it became as noisy as a vegetable market.

"It's really funny to say that the person has been dead for three years before being buried. It's not true that Mr. Ji was very affectionate. After all, he had a daughter with someone else."

"Hey, what do you mean by this? If I were Ning Zhi, I wouldn't want this funeral. How can a man like Mr. Ji pretend to be affectionate?"

Ning Zhi was actually quite surprised. She didn't expect so many people to speak for her at that time. Maybe it was because after her death, Ji Hanguang got together with Ning Yan again soon.

Before the elder sister was buried, she got involved with her younger sister and gave birth to a daughter. When word spread about this incident, many people criticized her.

"You all, please stop talking. President Ji will hear it later, so be careful of the company's attempts to expose you."

Someone nearby reminded me that there is no need to risk the future of the company just for the sake of a quick talk. This is not worth it.

Such a reminder was very useful. Those people stopped talking, and the surrounding area became much quieter.

Ning Zhi kept staring at the photos on the wall. She felt a little creepy at this moment, and no one noticed when someone stood behind her.

Ji Hanguang walked up to her and asked, "Does he really look like you?"

"Yeah, a bit." Ning Zhi was startled by him, but she immediately regained her composure.

He acted very calmly, which made Ji Hanguang even more convinced that the person in front of him was really just Lu Ning.

Ning Zhi looked around, "Mr. Ji invited so many people today, do you know what everyone thinks?"

She thought Ji Hanguang would care, but she saw that he looked very indifferent.

"I don't care what other people think. I've been putting off this matter for three years, and now I have to let it go. I hope Ning Zhiquan knows enough not to blame me."

Ning Zhi did not answer, but the smile at the corner of her mouth disappeared.

Blame him?

Where is the blame, it is full of hatred!

The funeral ceremony was about to begin soon. As Ning Zhi's husband, Ji Hanguang stood in front of everyone, holding the urn in his hand.

The host was still speaking in the front, his voice was deep and sad, and everyone was listening silently with their heads lowered as they read the written condolence.

Ning Zhi kept her head raised, her eyes were on Ji Hanguang's face, wondering if there was any trace of regret on his face at this moment.

But she didn't see it. Ji Hanguang just stood there expressionless, as if he was stunned.

The host finished his speech and was now ready to start the burial. Ji Hanguang held the urn and walked step by step towards the tombstone.

"Mr. Ji, you can put it in."

Everyone was waiting for Ji Hanguang's move, but found that he didn't make any move. He kept rubbing his hand on the urn. No one knew what he was thinking in his heart.

The person next to him urged him again, and Ji Hanguang finally came to his senses.

Just when Ji Hanguang had put it in and was about to seal it, no one expected that someone in the crowd would suddenly shout.

"Stop it, stop it!"

The man rushed forward, pushed away the man who was sealing the soil next to him, and hurriedly tried to snatch the urn away.

Ji Hanguang moved quickly and kicked the man directly, causing him to lie on his back on the ground.

"You have mistaken the wrong person. The person in this urn is my wife, not Ning Zhi at all, but my wife!"

The man sitting on the ground yelled. He kept slapping the grass on the ground with his hands like a scoundrel, and then burst into tears.

Ji Hanguang's face was full of anger, "Security, kick him out!"

Several security guards had already ran over. He wanted to take them away, but to his surprise, the other party broke away directly. He rushed in front of Ji Hanguang.

"What I said is true. I owed a huge debt three years ago. At that time, my wife died of illness in the hospital. A man named Pei Han bought the body from me. The ashes are really my wife!"

The man cried very sadly, but what he said surprised everyone, even Ji Hanguang was stunned.

"You...are you telling the truth?"

Ji Hanguang was really surprised. He didn't expect such a big change. Pei Han bought the body that year. Could it be that Ning Zhi was really not dead?

At this moment, he had many thoughts in his mind, and looked at the man with his eyes fixed, "Do you dare to swear on what you said?"
Chapter completed!