Chapter 726: Chu Yiren and Zhou Mengyao's love rival break the ice

Zhou Mengyao accompanied her father Zhou Zhongdang and slowly walked into the depths of the mourning hall, stopping in front of Chu Tiannan's portrait. Under the low and solemn guidance of the host, the two slowly bowed and presented elegant white chrysanthemums.

Zhou Zhongdang looked up at Chu Tiannan's portrait, his eyes instantly reddened, and his voice was choked with sobs that he could not suppress: "My dear nephew, how could you leave so young?"

"It has only been a short time since your father passed away. Now that you are gone, my dear nephew, it makes me so sad!"

As he spoke, Zhou Zhongdang's tears welled up in his eyes. His sincerity was enough to show his deep affection for his old friend Chu Jincheng and his son Chu Tiannan.

Zhou Mengyao glanced at Chu Yiren, who was kneeling in front of the coffin. She looked haggard, with the tears on her face not yet dried. She felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

Perhaps it was because Chu Yiren once saved Zhou Mengyao out of a sense of righteousness in Kyoto, which caused Zhou Mengyao's attitude towards Chu Yiren to change somewhat.

Although her rival Chu Yiren's brother died, Zhou Mengyao was not happy at all.

When it came to the viewing ceremony, Zhou Mengyao held her father's arm tightly and accompanied him as they slowly stopped in front of Chu Tiannan's crystal coffin.

Seeing Chu Tiannan lying in the cold crystal coffin, although he died in a car accident, there were not many traces left on his face and his face was still peaceful.

Zhou Zhongdang felt a pang of pain in his heart. He stretched out his hand tremblingly, as if he wanted to touch Chu Tiannan, but stopped in mid-air. He pursed his lips and muttered to himself, "My dear nephew!"

"You were such a good child. You were always so kind and righteous. You were always so polite and respectful to your elders. It's such a pity that you passed away unexpectedly at such a young age!"

"Oh..." Zhou Zhongdang sighed and wiped his tears.

Zhou Mengyao's eyes also turned red. She gently tugged at her father's sleeve and whispered to comfort him, "Dad, let's mourn for you."

Zhou Zhongdang seemed not to hear and was immersed in his own thoughts.

After a long while, he sighed and said in a hoarse voice: "I watched Tiannan grow up. God is really jealous of his talent!"

"Dad, you should go and comfort Chu Yiren!"

After hearing this, Zhou Zhongdang took a deep breath, and finally took a deep look at Chu Tiannan. When he turned around, he looked particularly old.

Zhou Mengyao, accompanied by her father Zhou Zhongdang, walked to Chu Yiren with heavy steps.

Looking at Chu Yiren who looked sad, Zhou Zhongdang comforted her with a choked voice: "The dead cannot be brought back to life, my dear niece, please accept my condolences!"

"Thank you, Uncle Zhou and your daughter, for coming to see my elder brother off for the last time." Chu Yiren, kneeling on the mat, knelt down to pay her respects to her elder Zhou Zhongdang.

After Chu Yiren stood up, Zhou Mengyao slowly squatted down and gave her rival Chu Yiren a warm hug. She stroked her back and comforted her, "Sister Yiren, please accept my condolences. The deceased is gone. Brother Nan was so kind. He will definitely go to heaven. You must take care of yourself!"

Chu Yiren originally thought that her love rival Zhou Mengyao came to laugh at her on purpose, and she did not expect that Zhou Mengyao would hug her and comfort her.

This unexpected scene made Chu Yi think, "Is this the love-hate drama between rivals?"

After reading it, Chu Yiren generously hugged Zhou Mengyao back and cried, "Thank you, Mengyao. Please comfort your father when you get home. Don't let your excessive grief over my brother's death harm Uncle Zhou's health."

Zhou Mengyao responded gently: "Well, Brother Nan will rest in peace in another world, you should also mourn for him!"

"Okay, I will." Chu Yiren slowly let go of Zhou Mengyao.

Zhou Mengyao raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Chu Yiren's eyes, showing an encouraging smile, kindly signaling Chu Yiren to be strong.

Chu Yiren forced a smile and responded to her love rival Zhou Mengyao.

Many things are so subtle. From this moment on, the relationship between Chu Yiren and Zhou Mengyao, who had always been at loggerheads with each other, was greatly eased.

They took an important small step towards harmonious coexistence between rivals, which was also a crucial step in breaking the ice in their relationship.

Chu Yiren looked at Zhou Mengyao's back as she left with Zhou Zhongdang. For the first time, she felt that Zhou Mengyao was not that annoying. At least she had just felt warmth from Zhou Mengyao.

After walking out of the mourning hall, the drizzle was still falling, wetting Zhou Zhongdang's shoulders, adding a bit of sadness.

Zhou Mengyao looked at her father's sad and lonely expression, and felt a pang of sadness in her heart. She helped her father slowly walk towards the black Maybach luxury car. After the father and daughter got in the car, the driver started the car and slowly drove away from the funeral home.

In the workshop, Zhou Mengyao first comforted her father Zhou Zhongdang with kind words, then took out her mobile phone and dialed Lin Lang's number.

After the call was connected, Zhou Mengyao held up the phone and said, "Husband, why didn't you show up at Chu Tiannan's memorial service?"

Lin Lang replied during the call: "I just left Brother Nan's memorial service. I'm driving and it's not convenient for me to answer the phone. If you don't have anything important to say, I'll call you back when I'm free."

"Okay, husband, then you should drive safely."

"Okay, bye." After Lin Lang hung up the call, he continued to concentrate on driving the black Audi A6L sedan, carrying Hong Kong stars Zang Guoming and Wang Yuyan, and drove steadily towards the Chu residence.

Because Lin Lang's Ferrari and Lamborghini were both painted in colors, in order to appear more solemn when attending the memorial service, he chose to drive the Audi A6L sedan that Gu Keqing gave him.

Wang Yuyan sat in the passenger seat and looked back at Zang Guoming who was lost in grief. She wanted to say something to comfort him, but her throat seemed to be choked by a ball of cotton and she ended up saying nothing.

Chu Tiannan’s unexpected death was a great blow to Zang Guoming. He looked out of the car window sadly. The raindrops kept hitting the car glass, as if a layer of haze was cast over Zang Guoming’s heart.

Not long after, Lin Lang drove to the gate of Chu's villa.

This luxurious Chu Mansion, standing on a prime location in the city of Xiahai, looks even more solemn and majestic under the rain.

The servants who had been waiting at the door in advance saw Lin Lang get out of the car and bowed respectfully in unison.

It is not difficult to see that Lin Lang's status in the Chu residence has long been no different from that of the male owner.

The moment Wang Yuyan and Zang Guo stepped into Chu's house, they seemed to be shocked by an invisible force.

The magnificent crystal chandeliers in the house illuminate every corner, the marble floor has a cool luster, priceless works of art hang on the walls, and the European-style carved furniture exudes a simple and luxurious atmosphere.

"Wow, the Chu residence is as big as a palace!" Wang Yuyan couldn't help but exclaim.

Zang Guoming was also shocked. He had been working in Hong Kong Island for many years and had seen many top-notch luxury homes, but this was the first time he had seen a luxury villa as large and luxurious as the Chu Residence.

Lin Lang looked calm as he led the two of them through the spacious corridor to Chu Tiannan's bedroom.

As soon as Zang Guoming stepped into the bedroom, he stopped suddenly and his eyes turned red instantly.

What catches the eye is the movie poster of "A Chinese Ghost Story" on the wall, which was a movie he starred in many years ago. Although the poster has gone through years, it is still as smooth as new.

"This... This is a movie I shot ten years ago." Zang Guoming's voice trembled as he slowly approached the poster and raised his hand to gently stroke his image on the poster.

Lin Lang stood aside, playing the vinyl record player in Chu Tiannan's room, and said, "Brother Nan not only likes your movies, but also likes to listen to your songs very much, especially this song "The Wind Continues to Blow", which is his favorite."

The melodious melody of "The Wind Continues to Blow" flows out slowly from the vinyl record player. The gentle and lingering prelude is like a gust of wind carrying past memories, spreading freely in the room.

Zang Guoming's body was slightly startled, and his hand, which was originally stroking the poster, was suspended in mid-air. He subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound, and his eyes inadvertently swept across the bedside table in the room.

There, an exquisite photo stand stands quietly. In the photo, the group photo of Zang Guoming and Chu Tiannan taken when they were traveling in Europe is particularly eye-catching.

In the photo, the sun is pouring down, and the two are standing side by side in front of the Colosseum with bright smiles. Behind them are ancient and magnificent buildings, and the warm tones exude a peaceful life.

Zang Guoming's eyes turned red instantly, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something. He staggered to the bedside table and picked up the display table with trembling hands.

The scenes of his past time with Chu Tiannan when he was traveling in Europe surged through his mind like a tide.

Those afternoons when they strolled along the Seine together, those early morning views of the Alps together, those long conversations over whiskey late at night...

Now, everything has turned into a bubble, leaving only this photo and the melody of "The Wind Continues to Blow" echoing in my ears.

Tears flowed uncontrollably from Zang Guoming's eyes, slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the photos.

His lips trembled slightly, and he murmured to himself: "Anan, why did you leave..."

At this moment, the crystal chandelier in the room still emitted a soft light, but Zang Guoming felt that he was surrounded by endless darkness and loneliness.

Lin Lang and Wang Yuyan stood aside, watching this scene quietly. No one spoke to break the sadness. Only the melody of "The Wind Continues to Blow" echoed in the room over and over again.

Wang Yuyan walked forward, gently patted Zang Guoming on the shoulder, and comforted him: "Brother Ming, Anan's spirit in heaven would not want you to be so sad."

"Ayan, you and Alang go out for a while. I want to stay alone in Anan's room for a while." Zang Guoming slowly moved his gaze away from the photo stand and looked around the furnishings in the room sadly.

"it is good."

Wang Yuyan heard Lin Lang leave the room and closed the door.

When Zang Guoming was the only one left in the room, he sat on Chu Tiannan's bed, hugged Chu Tiannan's pillow, and breathed in the scent of Chu Tiannan that remained on the pillow.

Zang Guoming's tears fell uncontrollably. He hugged Chu Tiannan's pillow and sobbed silently, crying so sadly.

Crying and crying, Zang Guoming lay on Chu Tiannan's bed, curled up, hugging the pillow to cover his face, trying his best not to let himself cry out. His body trembled slightly because of the sobs.

Lin Lang, who possessed extraordinary hearing, clearly heard Zang Guoming's grief-stricken cry through the door. His eyes became slightly red, and he was moved by the friendship between Zang Guoming and Chu Tiannan.

At the same time, I also feel extremely sorry that Zang Guoming would commit suicide by jumping off a building due to depression in the future.