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Chapter 160 Joy and mourning

After a moment of silence, the audience began to whisper to each other.

Shangguan Yu was also caught off guard by this sudden incident, but fortunately he had a good helper.

Seeing this, his wife Gao Yifen immediately called the hotel staff to go backstage to clean up the mess.

In less than a minute, all the flowers and mud scattered on the ground were cleaned up, and then Gao Yifen gave her husband on the stage an affirmative look.

Shangguan Rui showed a satisfied smile on his face, and he read the speech with his head held high:

“Dear relatives, friends and guests!”

"The tree wishes to be still, but the wind does not stop; the son wishes to support his parents, but they are no longer around. My dear father and mother left this beautiful world forever yesterday morning. Today, with deep sorrow, we hold this farewell ceremony to express our grief."

"First, on behalf of my brother and I, I would like to express our sincere gratitude to all the relatives, friends, and guests who attended the memorial service today! Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedules to be here and say your final goodbyes to my parents with us."

When Mei Ling'er heard this, she felt the urge to slip away.

She really had nothing to do after eating, so she came to someone else's memorial service. She didn't know the person and kept eating. She hoped that the protagonists of the memorial service would know about this and not blame her.

"Hmph! That's nice to say!"

The bald old man next to him suddenly sneered, clenched his fists, and his face was full of resentment.

Mei Ling'er looked at him in confusion. Could it be that the bald old man had a grudge against this family? Even if both the elders of this family had passed away, it couldn't offset the resentment in his heart.

Mei Ling'er's current position is the farthest from the podium in the entire auditorium. The bald old man's complaints could not reach Shangguan Rui's ears. He continued to read the script on the stage. This was a speech script he had someone write online for 100 yuan.

"When Mom and Dad were alive, they never had any serious illnesses and could take care of themselves. They worked diligently throughout their lives, and in their old age, they had children and grandchildren all around them, living happily. They passed away without pain, so it was a happy funeral. I..."

Bang!

The bald old man next to him threw the table flowers on the table into the air. After the table flowers drew a perfect parabola in the air, they made close contact with the ground and fell even more miserably than the table flowers that fell from the conference table.

Mei Ling'er was startled and wondered why this man suddenly went crazy. Everyone around them looked at their table. She was sitting next to the man, so naturally she attracted everyone's concerned gazes.

She subconsciously wanted to pull the other person's arm to sit down, but before she could do anything, the old woman on the other side also stood up:

"Old Ding, what are you doing?"

"Have you forgotten what Shangguan entrusted to us before he died?"

The bald old man's eyes instantly moistened. He raised his hands tremblingly and looked up into the air:

"Shangguan, open your eyes and look! This is your beloved son and daughter whom you love with all your heart!"

At this time, Shangguan Rui, who was sitting at the conference table on the stage, gave his wife a look.

Gao Yifen immediately stood up and ran to the table where Mei Ling'er was sitting.

"You're Uncle Ding, right? I've heard my dad mention you. He said you're not only righteous but also kind. We understand how you feel. My husband is the saddest person at this banquet. For our parents' sake, I hope you can sit down quietly and let my husband finish his speech."

It would have been better if she didn't comfort him. As soon as she did, the bald old man seemed to become even more agitated. Mei Ling'er was beside him and could hear his breathing becoming increasingly rapid.

"The saddest person...speech..."

"Are you really that sad? You actually have to read a speech at your biological parents' memorial service!"

After saying this, Old Ding felt unsatisfied. He turned and left his seat, tremblingly moving to the center of the auditorium, and shouted to Shangguan Rui on the stage:

"What speech! I think you're just talking nonsense!"

"Aren't you afraid that your parents will come out of their graves in the middle of the night and look for you when you say this?"

"You said your parents were happy when they were alive. Do you know what kind of life they lived?"

"You said they can take care of themselves. How many times a year do you go home?"

"You said they were having a happy funeral? Is that really the case? They just want everyone to think it's a happy funeral. They don't want you to be embarrassed."

"Humph! They probably didn't realize how shameless you are! Throwing a big feast here, making a big fuss about it, afraid that others wouldn't know they just want to squeeze every last drop of your blood and use your death to make money!"

Shangguan Rui heard this and quickly ran down from the stage. He and his wife knelt in front of the bald old man.

"Uncle Ding! Uncle Ding! I'm wrong. Can we talk about it privately? My parents said you were their most sensible friend. So many people are watching us. I beg you!"

"Uncle Ding, look at all the people here. I beg you! If my parents were still alive, they wouldn't want to see my husband like this!"

"Old Ding, let's go. The Shangguan couple have already left. What's the point of talking about this?"

The Shangguan couple and the old woman on the side tried to persuade them.

Old Ding, however, seemed to be crazy, indiscriminately attacking every flower pot on the table in the conference hall.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

None of the table flowers on the dozen or so tables centered around the bald old man were spared and were all killed.

Shangguan Rui hugged the old man's legs tightly and begged desperately:

"Uncle Ding! Uncle Ding! I beg you, I beg you! Please don't do this!"

The bald old man was so tired that he was panting. He leaned back in a chair and swallowed hard.

"In your heart~flying freely~"

A rapid phone ring came from Shangguan Rui's shirt pocket. Shangguan Rui saw the old man pause for a moment, so he quickly stood up and took out his phone:

"Hey?"

"What are you talking about? How could my parents' bodies be..." Shangguan Rui, who answered the phone, looked extremely bad, his eyes full of shock.

"Don't worry! I'll be right there!"

After hanging up the phone, Shangguan Rui left the bald old man and the guests and hurriedly left the conference hall.

The bald old man was closest to Shangguan Rui, who was answering the phone. Even though his ears weren't working well due to the annual leave, he could still tell from the other person's words that something bad had happened. As he watched the other person leave the conference hall, he grabbed the arm of the old woman next to him and immediately followed.

Mei Ling'er didn't know how to react for a moment.

"Girl?" Someone called her from behind, and Mei Ling'er turned around a little late.

"These are the belongings of the old man and old woman who just left. I think you know them. Could you please return them to them?"

Mei Ling'er looked at the cloth bag stuffed into her hand by the visitor, and was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.