"Mufeng, I have arranged everything. The funeral will be held tomorrow."
So calm?
Nan Mufeng was startled, "That's good. But honey, are you really okay?"
"I'm fine. Could you check where Qiao Yonghui is now? I plan to wait for him." Jian Xi said rationally, "Even though my mom has passed away, he should come to repent."
"Already checked, he will definitely arrive tonight."
"Hmm, then let's wait for him together!"
"Okay."
Qiao Yonghui owed Madam Jian Wan a repentance!
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At seven in the evening, the plane from Country C to Jiangcheng finally arrived.
As soon as Qiao Yonghui got off the plane, he took a taxi to the hospital.
On the way, he had hardly slept, consumed with the thought of returning to Jiangcheng to apologize to Jian Wan.
This time, the apology was sincere, with no pretense whatsoever.
Then, shortly after getting into the taxi, he heard a death notice on the radio: "Madam Jian Wan, founder of Jian Corporation, passed away due to illness at noon today..."
