Chapter 1664 Happy New Year

Jin Yan is an orphan with no relatives. Those who came to the funeral were all his friends in the circle.

He was very popular, so many people came, but how many of them were sincere and how many were fake was unknown.

Xia Ning was wearing a black coat, standing there, looking at the man who was smiling at her in the portrait. In fact, looking back on the past, his smile was not pure, and there were many things hidden in it. Unfortunately, she only cared about herself at that time, so that she didn't even know that he had depression. Even if there were no later things, she was not worthy of being his friend.

He was gone, and she was only willing to remember the good things about him.

Soon it was her family's turn to pay homage. After the kowtow, she looked at Enoch and said, "Uncle Jin sings very well. Mom will play it for you later."

"Yeah." Enoch nodded, then looked at Jin Yan and put the flowers on the ground.

Looking at the actors talking and laughing around, Xia Ning frowned unconsciously. This was a funeral, not a place for them to make friends, nor a place for them to get attention.

Xia Ning glanced around and saw a familiar reporter. She nodded at her.

Zou Mei saw Xia Ning looking at her and walked towards her directly, "Xia Ning, I saw you from a distance. I thought you couldn't see me."

"The news has been following the funeral?" Xia Ning asked.

Hearing this explosive remark, Zou Mei said helplessly: "There is no way. This is also big news. The editor-in-chief asked me to come and keep an eye on it. By the way, are you okay?"

Xia Ning nodded, "I'm fine." As she said that, her eyes fell on a few artists who were laughing not far away, "I think your news is here."

Zou Mei followed Xia Ning's line of sight and her pupils tightened. Suddenly, she understood what Xia Ning said and nodded, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. I'm leaving." Xia Ning said in a calm voice, then walked out holding her son in one hand and her husband in the other.

Zou Mei turned around, looked at Xia Ning's back, and took a close-up photo of their family.

Many reporters immediately surrounded Xia Ning when they saw that she was leaving.

Seeing this, Qiao Yu directly protected Xia Ning in his arms, and Enoch also rushed to his mother to block her.

"Xia Ning, you almost had a miscarriage and were hospitalized before. Was it because of Jin Yan?"

"Xia Ning, did Jin Yan really commit suicide because of depression?"

"Xia Ning, you haven't contacted Jin Yan since August. Is it because your relationship is not good? And as his best friend, your leaving so early proves this point."

Xia Ning stopped and looked at the reporters blocking the front, and said coldly: "I thought you came here to pay tribute to Jin Yan sincerely. I didn't expect that you are still entangled in this problem now? What is my relationship with Jin Yan? Why should I give you an explanation? If you must know, go to heaven and ask Jin Yan. He is so kind and will definitely tell you."

The reporters looked at Xia Ning in a daze, not knowing how to respond.

Qiao Yu glanced at the reporters and said coldly: "Get out of here!"

The reporters looked at Qiao Yu's cold face and were shocked by his cold and domineering aura. They took a step back unconsciously.

Qiao Yu retracted his gaze, protecting Xia Ning and leading Enoch out.

When they came out of the funeral home, it started snowing.

Xia Ning stretched out her hand and exposed it under the sky. The coldness penetrated her palm. She turned her head and looked at the man beside her, "It's snowing."

"Yeah!" Qiao Yu responded and raised his hand to help her put on the hat.

"Dad, I want one too!" Enoch looked at Qiao Yu and said.

Qiao Yu looked at his son's eager eyes, did not refuse, and helped him put on the hat.

"Today is January 1st, and the new year has begun." Xia Ning looked at Qiao Yu and smiled slightly, "Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year!" Qiao Yu held Xia Ning's hand and looked at her with tenderness.

Enoch immediately stretched out his hand and looked at them, expecting everything, "Mom and Dad, Happy New Year, give me the red envelope."

Qiao Yu, "..."

Xia Ning, "..."

Could it be that in the world of children, Happy New Year means giving me the red envelope?