Su Man had just returned from the grave. She was dressed in black and wore a pair of sunglasses. One couldn't see the ripples in her eyes and couldn't tell whether she was sad or not.

　　She stood quietly in front of the gate of the villa, holding the key tightly in her hand.

　　She had never stayed in this villa before.

　　This was originally a wedding gift that his father had given her and Qin Feng. Merely, he was unable to see that she was wearing a gown anymore. He was also unable to hand her over to Qin Feng.

　　At this moment, Su Man didn't want to see anyone, nor did she want to say anything.

　　His father's funeral was extremely simple, to the point where it was somewhat pitiful.

　　Except for her father, who had already turned into gray, there were only the priest and her left.

　　The front door was like a gate to a city, and the door to hell could not be opened.

　　He was rich before he died and was forgotten by others after he died.

　　His father had just reached the prime of his life, yet he had jumped off a building to commit suicide. If not for the fact that he was driven into a corner and his belief was completely destroyed, how could he have taken this step?

　　Thinking of this, Su Man twitched her nose and reached out her hand to insert the key into the keyhole. With a cracking sound, the door opened.

　　He took off his sunglasses and looked around. The space here was transparent and the layout was reasonable.

　　Knowing that she liked Chinese style, his father spent a lot of money to buy a whole set of mahogany furniture.

　　Knowing that Qin Feng is keen on the tea ceremony, his father has put in a lot of effort to buy white jade tea for him.

　　After lightly sliding across the round and smooth armrest of the chair, Su Man walked to the front of the tea table and picked up a small teacup. It was made of white suet and mutton-like jade. Under the sunlight, it was emitting a glossy glow. This kind of quality was the best for making a pendant, but using it to make a tea cup was really a waste.

　　Suddenly, a faint voice came from upstairs.

　　Su Man's heart skipped a beat. Who could come in here? Other than her, there was only Qin Feng.

　　However, Qin Feng clearly told him that he had an extremely important client. Since he wanted to meet them today, there was no reason for him to refuse. He didn't even have the chance to attend his father's funeral.

　　She slowly walked up the ladder step by step.

　　"Qin Feng, is that you?" No one answers.

　　The noise inside was getting louder and louder. It passed through the crack in the door, crossed the wall, and rushed into Su Man's ears.

　　Cries and groans filled the air as they intertwined into a large net. It wrapped itself around Su Man tighter and tighter until it reached the end of his neck.

　　Su Man narrowed her eyes and gently turned her hand downwards. Pushing the door open with her hand, she opened the door.

　　Obviously, the two people who were in a deep relationship had not noticed that someone was coming in. A strong atmosphere of intercourse filled the entire room.

　　Su Man hid in the shadows, listening to the unbridled voices of the two of them.

　　"Feng, are you happy today?" The woman inside asked in a sweet voice.

　　It was Su Sha! Her sister-in-law and the child that her stepmother brought. How old was Little Su Sha? Usually, she would go against Su Man. She had always been childish. Who would have thought that she would actually hook up with her brother-in-law?

　　"How can you not be happy?" The man's voice was lazy and pleasant to listen to.

　　"Let me guess."

　　"All right."

　　"My sister's father is dead, and you're happy!"

　　"Yes!" There was relief in her voice. However, it was obvious that it was a bolt from the blue in Su Mo's ears.

　　"You're so happy that the bank of the Sus has been destroyed!"

　　"Yes, although it took me a lot of effort."

　　Su Man's fingernails dug into the flesh of her hand. She was afraid that she would jump out and risk her life just because she couldn't control herself.

　　"Shasha, are you happy?"

　　"Of course I'm happy. That old man is finally dead. The property my mother transferred over is enough to spend the rest of her life. The happiest thing is that Su Man, that bitch, can no longer put on airs in front of me and my mother."

　　Su Man's eyes were filled with thick mist, and she instantly turned into tears as they flowed down her cheeks. She tightly leaned against the wall and almost collapsed.

　　"You are wrong."

　　"What's that?"

　　"The thing you should be happiest about right now should be that you were the one who snatched her fiancé."

　　Then, they heard the two people's bitter laughter.

　　One was to be absent from his father-in-law's funeral, and the other was to ignore his stepfather's funeral. All of the funerals were the same. They were both Su Mo's family members with the back of their hands.

　　He didn't expect that they didn't care about their family love and did this kind of thing in her bridal chamber on her father's funeral day.

　　She lifted her chest slightly, stepped forward with great difficulty, and went inside.

　　Just as his laughter faded, Qin Feng saw Su Man's figure slowly appear in front of the two of them.

　　He stopped smiling, but he didn't seem to be flustered at all.

　　"Why are you here?" There was no emotion in her voice. It seemed that she was just greeting casually.

　　Susa suddenly turned around. When she saw Su Man, it was as if she had seen a ghost. With a "Ahh" sound, she fell from Qin Feng's body. She pulled up the blanket and covered herself on Qin Feng's body. She trembled as she hid in Qin Feng's embrace.

　　"Why can't I come?" Su Man blurted out each word. She was dressed in mourning clothes, with a white shirt inside. She wore a black dress, and her long black hair fluttered in the wind. Her beautiful face was as white as snow, as if she were a female ghost from hell. Her crimson eyes were like that of a mad devil as she stared straight at the two people in front of her.

　　She stretched out her hand and pulled down the gauze curtain on the bed heavily. "My own wedding room. I can come if I want." After that, she threw the gauze curtain at her feet and stepped on it hard.

　　She walked to the other side of the bed and whispered, as if she were talking to herself. "Everything here is chosen by you to accompany me." She turned her head and smiled at the two people on the bed.