Chapter 103: The Pitiful Chu Yiren
One hour later.
Lin Lang leaned back against the headboard, a cigarette between his fingers, enjoying an after-sex smoke.
The cigarette tip glowed faintly, a wisp of hazy smoke slowly rising, like a nimble ribbon gently intertwining in the air, shrouding everything around it like a light veil.
Ma Xiaofei, drenched in sweat, lay in Lin Lang's arm, her delicate skin gleaming alluringly under the light, her face filled with both satisfaction and shyness.
"Xiao Pa Cai, I finally know why my best friend Marry Yang loves you so much!"
Lin Lang embraced the flushed Ma Xiaofei, a playful curve on his lips, as he exhaled white smoke and asked, "Why?"
The smoke drifted over Ma Xiaofei's beautiful face, dissipating in the air, lending her an air of mystery and charm.
"Because you're good in bed!" Ma Xiaofei smiled charmingly, her smile like a blooming poppy, full of temptation.
Lin Lang smirked in response, taking a deep drag from his cigarette, letting the slightly bitter tobacco flavor spread in his mouth, the exhaled smoke filled with an ambiguous scent.
"Xiaofei Jie, can I interpret your words as the greatest compliment a woman can give a man?"
"Xiao Pa Cai, I love you so much! Everything about you fascinates me."
Ma Xiaofei extended her slender hand, gently caressing Lin Lang's firm abs, feeling the power hidden beneath the muscles, her eyes full of adoration.
"Xiaofei Jie, now you've got what you wanted, are you happy?"
Lin Lang gently flicked the ash from his cigarette, the subtle movement appearing exceptionally elegant. His fingers lightly traced Ma Xiaofei's beautiful face, as if touching the most exquisite beauty on earth.
Ma Xiaofei nestled close to Lin Lang like a small bird, her face filled with happiness as she cooed, "Thank you for letting me experience the true taste of a woman's happiness."
Lin Lang chuckled mischievously, teasing, "What do you mean? Your ex-husband wasn't good enough?"
Ma Xiaofei replied with a charming allure, "If he was good enough, why would we divorce!"
"My ex-husband worked as an international cargo ship sailor, and once he was on a ship, he wouldn't come home for months. Even when he came home, he wasn't good enough."
Lin Lang even found the taste of his cigarette more enjoyable after hearing that. He gently pinched Ma Xiaofei's cheek, teasingly saying, "That feeling of being alone in an empty room, lonely, desolate, and cold, it must not have been easy, right?"
"Hmph!"
"If I wasn't lonely, desolate, and cold, I wouldn't have thrown myself at you, would I!" Ma Xiaofei's shy tone carried a hint of coquetry and ambiguity.
The atmosphere in the room grew increasingly ambiguous, as if every inch of air tasted sweet.
Lin Lang extinguished the cigarette in his hand, pulled Ma Xiaofei closer, and chuckled, "You charming Little Fairy, now let me kiss you to my heart's content!"
Ma Xiaofei revealed an extremely captivating and alluring expression, her eyes sparkling with shy yet bold light, her red lips slightly parted, with a hint of shyness and anticipation, she actively pressed them against Lin Lang's.
Ma Xiaofei's lips were soft, and her kiss was sweet, intoxicating Lin Lang, making him unable to extricate himself.
Before Lin Lang could continue to indulge in Ma Xiaofei's tenderness, he received a system notification in his mind the next second.
Ding! Omnipotent Entry System notification: "The funeral of Hu Merchant magnate Chu Jincheng has begun. If the host does not depart for Haiwan Cemetery soon, you will miss the funeral of your girlfriend Chu Yiren's father."
Upon receiving the system notification, Lin Lang immediately ended his kiss with Ma Xiaofei, quickly jumped out of bed, and began to get dressed.
"Happy times are always short. Xiaofei Jie, let's meet again next time. Today, I'll have to excuse myself."
Ma Xiaofei couldn't hide her disappointment as she pouted, reluctantly saying, "Darling, just stay with me a little longer!"
Lin Lang buttoned his shirt, his expression serious as he replied, "I'm sorry, Xiaofei Jie, I have to represent my master's sect at Chu Jincheng's funeral to see off my master's old friend one last time. This important occasion cannot be postponed."
"Alright!"
"Then drive safely on your way. I'll miss you, Xiao Pa Cai."
Ma Xiaofei's reluctant gaze and charming expression were truly captivating.
"I'll miss you too, Xiaofei Jie." After getting dressed and putting on his shoes, Lin Lang perfunctorily kissed Ma Xiaofei goodbye, then hurried out the door.
After Lin Lang left, Ma Xiaofei secretly bit her red lips, a difficult-to-describe feeling of satisfaction welling up inside her as she thought about having 'stolen' her best friend Marry Yang's 'property'.
This stimulating feeling of 'theft' made Ma Xiaofei deeply infatuated with Lin Lang...
At the same time.
Haiwan Cemetery, Shanghai.
On this solemn day, the funeral of Hu Merchant magnate Chu Jincheng was grandly held. The funeral site was filled with grief and respect, the atmosphere solemn and grave.
Those fortunate enough to attend the funeral of the Hu Merchant big shot Chu Jincheng were all prominent figures from Shanghai's business and political circles, either wealthy or noble, all dressed in black formal wear, with solemn expressions, collectively seeing off this business legend one last time.
These powerful figures conversed in low voices, as if silently expressing their deep sorrow for the deceased.
The sky was gloomy, covered with dark clouds, seemingly wanting to crush the earth, making it hard to breathe, as if carrying the sorrow of the world.
"Crack ~ Rumble..."
Under the gloomy sky, a light drizzle quietly fell, adding a touch of desolation to the funeral.
Chu Yiren, even without makeup today, was still stunning. She wore an elegant and modest black dress, with a white flower pinned to her chest. As the new chairman of Chu Group, she absolutely exuded the aura of a domineering beauty CEO.
Chu Yiren stood before her father's tombstone, tears in her eyes, but maintaining a cold expression on her face.
It is worth mentioning that Chu Jincheng was buried with his deceased wife, who had passed away many years ago, and the tombstone was a joint burial plot for the couple.
Tears welled up in Chu Yiren's eyes, but she strongly held them back, not letting them fall.
AI generated beautiful image of Chu Yiren at her deceased father's funeral
Chu Yiren tried to keep her expression calm and indifferent, because she knew that at only 26 years old, she was inheriting the chairmanship of Chu Group, to carry on her father's legacy, and to lead Chu Group towards a more brilliant future. She absolutely could not show a weak side in front of everyone.
Although Chu Yiren was in immense pain internally, she tried to be strong. As the big boss of Chu Family Consortium, she had to maintain strength and dignity in front of her family members, and her aura had to be powerful at all times.
Her sister-in-law Gu Keqing held an umbrella for Chu Yiren, her voice gentle and comforting.
"Yiren, cry if you want to!"
"Don't hold back your tears and hurt yourself. Your father's spirit in heaven will be sad to see you so heartbroken."
Chu Yiren nodded slightly, a bitter curve to her lips.
Chu Yiren, with reddened eyes, gazed at her father's portrait on the tombstone, those eyes that once held wisdom and kindness, now only quietly looking at her.
Chu Yiren's eyes grew redder and redder, tears welling up, but she still tried to control her emotions, firmly not letting the tears fall.
Chu Tiannan, the president of Chu Group, was also immersed in grief.
Chu Tiannan wearily greeted the guests who came to his father's funeral, his voice already hoarse, politely accepting the greetings and condolences from his elders, and exchanging pleasantries as he saw off the powerful uncles and elders who came to bid his father farewell.
After the funeral.
The guests who attended the funeral departed one after another.
Only the important members of the Chu Family Consortium remained in front of the tomb, including Chu Yiren's elder brother Chu Tiannan, sister-in-law Gu Keqing, paternal uncle Chu Jinxuan, Aunt Bai Xiaoping, cousin Chu Tianlei, and several Chu-surname cousins, all of whom were high-level personnel of Chu Group.
The staff of Chu Group's funeral committee, all dressed in black suits, stood solemnly not far away.
Chu Tiannan suppressed his grief and slowly walked to his sister Chu Yiren, gently patting her shoulder, comforting her, "Sister! The dead cannot be brought back to life, don't be too sad. Let's go back!"
Chu Yiren shook her head with reddened eyes: "You all go first! I want to talk to Dad alone and say goodbye to him."
Chu Yiren's voice was low and firm, revealing an unspoken sorrow.
Chu Tiannan glanced at his father's portrait on the tombstone, respected his sister Chu Yiren's wish, and turned to instruct everyone to leave Chu Jincheng's tomb.
Before leaving, Gu Keqing wanted to leave her umbrella for her sister-in-law Chu Yiren, but the heartbroken Chu Yiren politely declined.
Gu Keqing wanted to say something to comfort Chu Yiren, but in the end, she just took a deep breath and remained silent, quietly leaving the cemetery with the members of the Chu Family Consortium.
And so, in front of the drizzling cemetery, Chu Yiren remained alone at her deceased parents' joint grave. She gently caressed her father's portrait on the tombstone, as if she could feel his presence.
In the silent cemetery, Chu Yiren stood quietly before her father's tombstone, her figure tall and upright, like a lonely black rose.
It seemed that no matter when, Chu Yiren's beauty was always so captivating.
However, at this moment, Chu Yiren's exquisite face was filled with unconcealable sorrow and pain.
Chu Yiren spoke of the longing and reluctance in her heart, and when no one was around, her tears finally fell uncontrollably, and she cried heartbrokenly.
Chu Yiren did not cry out loud; she just shed tears silently, saying goodbye to her deceased father, having lost the person who loved her most in the world.
At this moment, Chu Yiren's grief over her father's death was so real and profound.
The unexpected death of her tycoon father was undoubtedly a heavy blow to Chu Yiren, who had been pampered like a princess, leaving her feeling helpless and lost.
Now, Chu Yiren had become the new chairperson of Chu Group.
Chu Yiren bore immense responsibility and pressure, not only having to manage a vast corporate empire but also facing various challenges and doubts from the outside world.
After experiencing such a huge blow, Chu Yiren still had to bravely face reality and take on the heavy responsibility of her family.
Chu Yiren knew deeply that only by living up to her father's expectations and leading Chu Group to new heights of glory could her father's spirit rest in peace.
But at this moment, the billionaire female tycoon Chu Yiren was just a girl who had lost her father, her heart filled with longing and attachment for her deceased father.
This funeral, though dignified and solemn, could not conceal the sorrow and grief behind it.
"Crack ~ Boom, boom, boom..."
Cold rainwater mercilessly fell upon the earth, washing over the cemetery's graves, as if to engulf everything.
The rain grew heavier, soaking Chu Yiren's black suit. Raindrops hit her exquisite small face, mixing with her tears, making her, already so pitiful, appear even more endearing.
Chu Yiren stood silently in the rain, letting the rainwater drench her body, yet she seemed to feel no coldness, so heartbroken she was.
The rain continued to fall, forming a strange resonance with Chu Yiren's broken heart.
Chu Yiren recalled the past, those beautiful times when her father had doted on her in every way, which now had become irretrievable memories.
Tears mixed with rain, sliding down Chu Yiren's exquisite cheeks, silently narrating the profound sadness of her father's death.
Just as Chu Yiren stood in front of her deceased parents' joint tombstone, at her most sorrowful moment, a black umbrella shielded her from the cold rain, as if holding up a sky for her.
The sound of raindrops hitting the umbrella made a pattering sound, like the sky whispering to the earth.
Lin Lang appeared at the cemetery.
Chu Yiren, with tear-filled eyes, looked back and saw the man holding the umbrella behind her. It was Lin Lang, who had arrived late because he was flirting with girls, looking at her with an apologetic gaze, his eyes full of heartache.
At this moment, as their eyes met, another clap of thunder echoed in the sky.
"Crack ~ Boom, boom, boom..."
Lin Lang, somewhat worried about lightning striking the scumbag, quickly said, "I'm so sorry, Yiren Jie, I'm late!"
Heartbroken, Chu Yiren, with tear-filled eyes, pouted and said, "A Lang, where have you been these past two days, not accompanying me?"
Lin Lang could only lie, saying, "Yiren Jie, I've also experienced the pain of losing a loved one. At that time, I was most afraid of being disturbed and just wanted to be alone quietly. I mistakenly thought you also didn't want to be disturbed, so I didn't dare to contact you."
Chu Yiren believed Lin Lang's nonsense and, without any pretense in front of him, her tears kept falling uncontrollably.
Lin Lang held the umbrella with his left hand and raised his right hand to gently wipe Chu Yiren's tears, comforting her with heartache, "Don't cry anymore, my dear!"
"The dead cannot be brought back to life; please accept your grief and move on!"
Chu Yiren's delicate body trembled slightly. She gently leaned her head on Lin Lang's broad and firm shoulder, tears gushing out like a broken dam, and she said choked with sobs, "A Lang, let me lean on your shoulder!"
"After Dad passed away, in this vast world, only you can give me a sense of security."
Lin Lang gently stroked the sorrowful Chu Yiren, letting her tears fall on his shoulder, and softly comforted her, "Yiren Jie, you not only have me, but also Big Brother Chu Tiannan!"
Chu Yiren actually replied tearfully, "The affection between siblings in wealthy families is shallow; they only talk about interests, not kinship. Now, only by your side can I feel a rare sense of peace and warmth."
Lin Lang gently stroked Chu Yiren's hair, which was wet from the rain, sensing her deep sorrow, and comforted her in a low and gentle voice, "Don't be afraid, my dear!"
"I'll be with you for the rest of your life. No matter what difficulties and obstacles we encounter in the future, I will not leave you for half a step. I will always protect you and never allow anyone to harm you!"
Chu Yiren felt a warmth in her heart after hearing this and was deeply moved, yet she leaned on Lin Lang's shoulder and complained, "A Lang, why do you still have a woman's perfume scent on you?"
Lin Lang was embarrassed after hearing this; he then realized that he had picked up her perfume scent when he was intimately with Ma Xiaofei.
After his mind went blank for a moment, Lin Lang quickly lied, "It must have been when I took the elevator to leave; a female neighbor sprayed perfume in the elevator, and some splattered onto my clothes."
Chu Yiren didn't believe him at all after hearing this, but she wasn't willing to argue whether Lin Lang had attracted other women on the day of her deceased father's burial.
And so, Chu Yiren wiped away her tears, regained her cold demeanor, and then, with a haughty death glare, looked at Lin Lang's guilty eyes and coldly said, "Don't let me smell this kind of cheap perfume on you again in the future."
"If you have needs that I can't satisfy, then find something high-class."
"I can allow you to have women outside, but you can't develop feelings. Just play around."
"Although this Miss is reluctant to do anything to you, if I find out that you've developed feelings for any woman outside, don't blame me for sending people to throw her into the open sea to feed the sharks."
Lin Lang wiped away cold sweat after hearing this and weakly said, "Yiren Jie's persona is indeed that of a decisive and cunning female tycoon!"
Chu Yiren raised her exquisite small face and replied haughtily, "Without decisive measures and a cold-blooded heart, how could I protect the vast family fortune of the Chu Family Consortium?"
"A Lang, Big Sister has given you all her tenderness and love; don't betray my true feelings!"
Lin Lang then embraced Chu Yiren again and said with feigned affection, "With Yiren by my side for the rest of my life, what more could I ask for?!"
Raindrops continuously hit their umbrella, making a "pitter-patter" sound. Rainwater slid down the umbrella surface, forming crystal-clear curtains of water, separating the world into two different spaces.
Chu Yiren nestled in Lin Lang's arms, her eyes red, and said tearfully, "If you lie in front of my deceased parents' grave, be careful, they might take you away~"
Lin Lang broke out in a cold sweat after hearing this.
Immediately after, another clap of thunder echoed in the sky, "Crack ~ Boom, boom, boom..."
Lin Lang, feeling somewhat guilty, weakly said, "My dear, you're completely soaked from the rain. If you don't go back soon, you'll catch a cold. You've just taken over as chairperson of Chu Group, and there's a lot of official business to hand over. You absolutely cannot get sick!"
"Mm." Chu Yiren nodded gently.
After Lin Lang respectfully bowed and paid respects at the joint grave of Chu Father and Chu Mother, he held the black umbrella with one hand and wrapped his arm around Chu Yiren's shoulder with the other, slowly leaving the cemetery.
Lin Lang left the cemetery, holding an umbrella for Chu Yiren in the heavy rain.
In the heavy rain, Lin Lang held an umbrella for the exquisite Chu Yiren. Both were dressed in black, giving the impression of a handsome man and a beautiful woman walking intimately together in the rain, like a stunning ink wash painting.