Chapter 728: Poor Miss Chu
Lin Lang instructed the staff to find a cushioned chair for Zhao Lanshan and let Zhao Lanshan sit on the chair. When the family members returned the greeting, he stood up and bowed slightly in return.
In this way, Zhao Lanshan didn't have to be so tired of kneeling on the mat to return the gifts from the family members.
I have to say that Lin Lang still loves Miss Zhao very much.
After all, Zhao Lanshan was pregnant with Lin Lang's child. How could Lin Lang bear to let her kneel on the futon and respond to the greetings of the family members?
Because it was a two-way love, Zhao Lanshan sensibly whispered: "Husband, there will be many people at the memorial service, so you should leave to avoid suspicion. Don't worry about me, I'm fine."
After hearing this, Lin Lang replied: "Okay, for the sake of our baby, you should mourn and not be too sad."
"Yeah." Zhao Lanshan responded obediently.
Before leaving, the system reminded Zhao Lanshan that she had not eaten breakfast, so Lin Lang took out two pieces of chocolate from his personal space, secretly stuffed them into Zhao Lanshan's hands, and then slowly left the mourning hall.
Zhao Lanshan held the chocolate in her hand and looked at Lin Lang's tall and handsome back. Her heart was filled with warmth, and her love for Lin Lang increased a little more.
After Lin Lang left the memorial service for the Zhao father and son, he immediately drove his black Audi A6L sedan back to the funeral home for Chu Tiannan's memorial service in the drizzle.
White banners fluttered in the mourning hall and mournful cries were heard.
Chu Yiren was still kneeling on the mat, looking haggard, and was woodenly returning the greetings to the family members of the guests who came to pay their respects.
Lin Lang walked quickly into the mourning hall and stopped beside Chu Yiren. He reached out and gently supported her trembling shoulders. He said distressedly, "Wife, get up and stretch your legs. You've been kneeling for too long."
Chu Yiren raised her eyes, her eyes full of sadness and helplessness. After seeing Lin Lang, her tense nerves relaxed a little.
"Honey, you're back."
As Chu Yiren was speaking, Lin Lang slowly helped her up. Because her legs and feet were numb from kneeling, she lost her balance and fell into Lin Lang's arms.
Lin Lang took the opportunity to give Chu Yiren a comforting hug, gently patted her thin back, and comforted her softly: "Don't be too sad, dear. Brother Nan doesn't want to see you so sad, please accept my condolences!"
Chu Yiren nodded sadly in Lin Lang's arms. With Lin Lang's affectionate company, she seemed to have the most solid support and felt a strong sense of security in Lin Lang.
In the following time, Lin Lang stayed by Chu Yiren's side all the time, helping to handle various affairs until the memorial service was over.
The staff of the Truman Group's funeral committee acted quickly and arranged the next funeral work in an orderly manner, which was to cremate Chu Tiannan's body.
The sky above the crematorium was covered with low-hanging leaden clouds, and the dense raindrops seemed like endless sorrow, floating freely in the air.
Chu Tiannan's cremation ceremony is proceeding in an orderly manner, and a group of important members of the Chu family gathered here with heavy hearts.
Chu Yiren's uncle, Chu Jinxuan, pursed his lips at this moment, the wrinkles on his face seemed to deepen in an instant, and his eyes were full of sadness.
Aunt Bai Xiaoping kept wiping the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and her tears wet her carefully applied makeup.
Cousin Chu Tianlei's red eyes showed his inner grief.
Several cousins surnamed Chu were dressed in dark suits, with solemn expressions. The majesty of the former senior executives of the Truman Group had long been replaced by sadness.
Lin Lang supported Chu Yiren's shoulders and stood at the front of the crowd.
Chu Yiren's face looked very bad, her eyes were full of sadness and reluctance, her lips trembled slightly, but she could not make any sound.
As the staff slowly pushed the cart carrying Chu Tiannan's body towards the crematorium, the scene was dead silent except for the sound of the dripping rain and the suppressed sobs of the crowd.
At that moment, everyone's eyes were red, and tears flowed uncontrollably and rolled down their cheeks.
"Brother..." Chu Yiren cried sadly, her legs went weak and she almost collapsed to the ground.
Lin Lang quickly tightened his arms and protected her tightly.
Chu Yiren tried to break free from Lin Lang's support and wanted to rush over to take one last look at her elder brother, but her body was so weak from excessive grief that she could only struggle helplessly in Lin Lang's arms.
The door of the crematorium slowly opened, and a breath of death rushed in, as if mercilessly announcing the eternal disappearance of life.
The moment Chu Tiannan's body was pushed in, Chu Yiren felt heartbroken and tears couldn't stop flowing.
Outside the crematorium, people stood quietly, and the air was filled with sadness.
Lin Lang patted Chu Yiren's back gently, trying to calm her broken emotions, but Chu Yiren sobbed and wiped her tears, her body shaking uncontrollably.
Chu Jinxuan stepped forward and said with a choked voice: "Yiren, please accept my condolences!"
Bai Xiaoping was also wiping her tears and comforting her: "Yiren, don't cry. Don't cry and hurt yourself."
Green smoke rose from the chimney of the crematorium. Chu Yiren looked at the smoke and tears blurred her eyes again.
She knew that from this moment on, her elder brother had completely left her and would live in her memories forever.
However, Chu Yiren's memory of her elder brother Chu Tiannan had been tampered with by Lin Lang and was confused and incomplete. But this blood-thicker-than-water brother-sister relationship still made her instinctively sad.
Lin Lang gently embraced Chu Yiren in his arms and said to everyone, "Don't be too sad, Brother Nan must hope that we can live well and continue to protect the glory of the Chu family."
Everyone nodded silently, and this heavy farewell ended in a depressing atmosphere.
And life will continue to move forward with difficulty in endless pain.
More than an hour passed quietly, and the door of the crematorium opened again. The staff walked in with steady steps, holding the elegantly decorated urn in both hands. With a solemn expression, they respectfully handed it to Chu Yiren's trembling hands.
The moment she touched the urn, Chu Yiren's whole body shook, as if an electric current passed through her body, and her brother's voice, appearance and smile flashed through her mind like a kaleidoscope.
Uncontrollably, tears welled up in her eyes again and fell onto the cold box.
Lin Lang held Chu Yiren tightly and walked slowly with her towards the Rolls-Royce luxury car in the distance.
The bodyguard next to the car stood straight, stepped forward quickly, and respectfully opened the door.
Chu Yiren walked unsteadily and got into the car with the help of Lin Lang.
AI-generated Chu Yiren crying
After they got in the car, the Chu family members who had been waiting for a long time, a group of well-trained bodyguards, and the senior executives of the Truman Group all got into the Mercedes-Benz luxury fleet.
The sound of engines could be heard one after another as the convoy set out from the crematorium and drove towards the Bay Cemetery.
Inside the car, the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
The sound of raindrops hitting the car windows seemed to be playing a elegy for the deceased.
Chu Yiren held the ashes of her elder brother Chu Tiannan, tears streaming down her face like a flood, wetting her clothes.
Lin Lang knew that any words would be pale and powerless at this moment, so he just quietly put his arm around Chu Yiren's shoulders, giving her a little comfort with his silent companionship.
Chu Yiren buried her head deeply in Lin Lang's arms, her eyes empty and full of sadness.
When they arrived at the Chu Family Cemetery in the Bay Cemetery, the staff of the funeral committee were already waiting there.
The cemetery is surrounded by green pines, solemn and dignified, and the air is filled with a heavy atmosphere.
Although Chu Yiren requested that the funeral not be too grand and ostentatious, Chu Tiannan's funeral was still very grand as the son of a Shanghai businessman.
Black elegiac couplets fluttered in the wind, wreaths were placed all around the cemetery, and people from all walks of life stood silently by with heavy hearts.
Under the guidance of the staff, the funeral proceeded in an orderly manner.
The chief priest was Qin Zhongmou, Secretary General of the Truman Group. He had a solemn expression and tears in his eyes as he read the eulogy. Every word was filled with his remembrance of the young master Chu Tiannan.
Afterwards, everyone bowed three times to Chu Tiannan's urn to express their final respect.
When it was Chu Yiren's turn, she walked slowly to the grave with trembling legs, looking into the deep black hole, as if she wanted to engrave her brother's appearance into her heart.
"Brother, go ahead and rest assured..."
Chu Yiren choked with sobs, her voice almost breaking. "I will protect the Chu family, just like you have always worked hard to do when you were alive. I hope there will be no unexpected disasters in heaven. I hope you will enjoy eternal peace in that pure land. I hope your soul will be light and worry-free from now on."
After saying that, she, with the help of Lin Lang, slowly placed the urn into the grave.
During the filling process, the sound of soil falling, again and again, hit Chu Yiren's heart heavily.
After the funeral, everyone left one after another.
Chu Yiren stood in front of the tomb, looking at her elder brother's portrait on the tombstone, unwilling to leave for a long time.
Lin Lang stood behind Chu Yiren, holding an umbrella for her and accompanying her silently.
The raindrops kept hitting the tombstone, adding a gloomy and damp atmosphere to this sad farewell.
Chu Yiren's life will continue to move forward with difficulty in the pain of losing her brother. She will carry the longing for her brother and protect the future of the Chu family.
Lin Lang comforted her distressedly: "Wife, let's go too. Brother Nan's spirit in heaven will not be able to rest in peace when he sees you so sad. He will be worried about you."
After hearing this, Chu Yiren nodded exhaustedly, took one last look at the portrait of her elder brother Chu Tiannan on the tombstone, then turned around and left with a sad face.
Lin Lang helped Chu Yiren and got into the Rolls-Royce luxury car.
The driver, Uncle Zhong, glanced at the two depressed people in the back seat through the rearview mirror, started the car silently, and slowly drove away from the Bay Cemetery.
"Miss, are you going back to the Chu residence?" the driver Uncle Zhong asked tentatively.
Unexpectedly, Chu Yiren replied: "Send me back to the Chu residence first, and then send me to Shanghai Pudong International Airport."
The driver, Uncle Zhong, responded, "Yes, Miss."
After hearing this, Lin Lang asked, "Wife, why don't you stay at home and have a good rest this afternoon? Why are you going to the international airport?"
Chu Yiren leaned on Lin Lang's shoulder, took his arm and replied: "Our Truman Group is one of the main contractors of the Sydney Olympic Stadium in Australia."
"It was originally planned that my eldest brother would attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony for the completion of the Sydney Olympic Stadium. Now that my eldest brother has passed away unexpectedly, I have to fly to Australia in person to attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony."
"Wife, you can just send a senior manager of the company to fly to Australia to attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony. It will be so tiring for you to go there in person after you just finished taking care of Brother Nan's funeral!"
Chu Yiren replied, "Attending the ribbon-cutting ceremony for the completion of the Sydney Olympic Stadium is a small matter. Taking this opportunity to negotiate business with senior Australian officials and win more Australian transnational infrastructure projects is the important purpose of my trip."












