"Not to be an example." Tang Sisi closed her eyes.

The little driver quietly breathed a sigh of relief, turned on the car music, and played Tang Sisi's award-winning song "The Breeze of the Moon" in a low voice.

When the car returned to the merchant mansion, Shang Yan had just returned from outside.

The wool coat wrapped around the man's slender and tall body, and the high-top leather boots were covered with snow, and the whole body was filled with chill.

The little driver took out his suitcase and didn't dare to raise his head when he passed by Shang Yan, "I'll take it to your room."

"Let go." Shang Yan said coldly.

"Yes." The little driver put down his suitcase, looked at Tang Sisi before stopping.

Tang Sisi held Shang Yan's arm, "I pushed my job and stayed with you these days."

"Okay." Shang Yan took the opportunity to hold her waist and picked up the box with one hand, "You don't need to go back and get it."

"Why, you have my clothes here?"

"What do you need? Let them send it here." Shang Yan tightened his arms and pressed it into her ear, "The road is not easy to walk, it is not safe."

"I don't want you to be in trouble."

"You will never be in trouble."

Shang Minglu got down from the building, snorted, and walked out.

The servants of the merchants were busy and stopped to say hello when they met Shang Yan, and then hurriedly walked away.

Tang Sisi sat on the bed and watched Shang Yan hang her clothes into his wardrobe one by one. Shang Yan didn't have many clothes, they were all black formal clothes, which could be handled.

She surrounded Shang Yan's waist from behind and put her head on his back.

"If you want to cry, you will get sick if you hold it in your heart."

Shang Yan's spine froze and stopped his hand. He supported the wardrobe door with one hand and held Tang Sisi's hand with the other hand.

Slowly he tied his fingers with her, then turned around and held her in his arms, "I'm sorry."

"Hmm?" Tang Sisi looked up at him.

It was only a few hours after his death that he seemed to have become much haggard, with bloodshot eyes, red eyes, and even his lips, which have always been moisturized, were cracked.

He went out to do business?

I must have found a place where no one was crying.

Shang Yan is proud and will not let anyone see his fragile side. Even Tang Sisi is hiding.

"I'm sorry." Shang Yan said lightly, "It makes you worry."

Tang Sisi stood on tiptoe to kiss his chin, and then rubbed her nose, "You are my favorite person, I want to participate in your joys, sorrows, and sorrows."

"Yes, wait until I finish dealing with my grandfather's affairs." He tightened his arms, slammed her hard and let go, "It's too late, you can rest first."

"And you?"

"I have something to do."

Shang Yan carried Tang Sisi to the bed, untied her clothes, and covered her with a quilt.

Tang Sisi wanted to wait for Shang Yan to come back to sleep, but she fell asleep while browsing her phone. She seemed to hear the quarrel and the sound of tea cups falling.

But she was really tired, her eyelids were very heavy, and when she woke up, it was already dawn.

The snow outside the window made the light very dazzling. Tang Sisi blocked it with her hands and it took her a long time to get used to it.

The snow has stopped, the manor is covered with white everywhere, and several must-pass paths have been cleaned up by the servants, with black and white distinction.

Tang Sisi changed into a black round-neck sweater and straight-leg pants, and her hair simply tied a bun.

The door of Mr. Shang's room was open, and Tang Sisi walked over quickly.

The detectors in the room have been removed, the big bed is covered with white sheets, and even the sofa is covered with white sheets.

"Where is grandpa?" Tang Sisi grabbed a servant and asked.

"I sent it to the funeral home early in the morning." The servant lowered his head.

"Then... is grandpa leaving peacefully?" Tang Sisi asked.

The servant's body shook for a moment and hurriedly broke away from Tang Sisi's hand, "I have something to do, I'll go and do it first!"

There were two servants in the room. After hearing Tang Sisi's question, they all ran away faster than the other.

Tang Sisi frowned and walked around the room. No wonder she felt empty, and grandpa's safe was gone.

The sound of cars sounded outside, and Tang Sisi ran down quickly and got on the car from the other side while Shang Yan got on the car.

"..." Shang Yan was silent for a while and ordered the driver to drive.

"You haven't slept all night?" Tang Sisi looked down at him and turned a little blue.

Shang Yan held her hand and said lightly, "A lot of things need to be handled. Are you sleeping well?"

"No, I heard you quarrel with my uncle yesterday." Tang Sisi leaned on his shoulder, "He was in a bad mood. I've said it before, don't take it to heart."

"Yeah." Shang Yan responded, and his arm around her shoulders slowly patted him, "The mourning hall is not colder than at home. You can catch a cold when you wear it like this."

"I'm not cold, I'll send my grandfather for the last trip." Seeing that Shang Yan was in a heavy mood and his face was not very good, she thought to make a few jokes to make him relax. "The media knows our relationship. If I don't go, others will think that the big merchants don't recognize me."

Humph, Shang Yan's rare smile appeared. Although he was disdainful, Tang Sisi felt much more at ease.

"Look..." Tang Sisi opened her clothes and showed him, "I have a warm baby sticker inside, it's not cold."

Shang Yan kissed her forehead, as if he had something to say.

Tang Sisi chuckled, "Are you afraid that Shang Minglu will make me ugly in public?"

Seeing that she was so thoughtful, Shang Yan nodded, "He contacted the media last night. I can bear any consequences, but I can't let you down."

Tang Sisi tilted her head and hugged for a while, "Tomorrow's title may be 'The top actress in the entertainment industry has lost her backstage and has no hope of marrying into a wealthy family."

Shang Yan pressed the broken hair behind her ears, hugging the person and silently after the words were finished.

Tang Sisi could feel that Shang Yan had many thoughts, and perhaps the title of tomorrow would be sharper. But no matter what, her relationship with Shang Yan doesn't need to be discussed by others.

She loved Shang Yan's people. Even if he was not a wealthy family, she would still marry.

After seeing the mourning hall with big white satin flowers from afar, Tang Sisi realized that things were really more serious than she had imagined.

There were at least twenty media outlets, with various cameras lined up at the door, and Shang Minglu was already sitting in the middle of the long table, looking at this side with contempt.

When the reporter saw Shang Yan's car coming, he surrounded him and forced the car to stop.

Shang Yan clenched Tang Sisi's hand tightly.

Tang Sisi smiled at him gently and the two got out of the car.

"Mr. Shang, I heard that Mr. Shang passed away last night. Is there any special intention to hold a press conference on this day?"

"Mr. Shang Minglu, former head of Tianlai Group, revealed to the media that a major news will be announced today. Can you respond?"

"Mr. Shang, today is the farewell ceremony of Grandpa Shang, but you chose a solid wood coffin and did not allow you to pay tribute to the remains. What does this mean?"

"Is it the cause of Master Shang's death doubtful? That's why there is such an arrangement. Please explain it to everyone!"

The microphone was about to reach under Shang Yan's nose. With a wave of his hand, a bodyguard rushed over to isolate the reporter.
Chapter completed!