Chapter 233 - 233 233 Gu Xiyue Not Here for the Funeral

233: Chapter 233 Gu Xiyue: Not Here for the Funeral 233: Chapter 233 Gu Xiyue: Not Here for the Funeral Subconsciously, Tang Yun still thought Gu Xiyue was here for Gu Bo’s funeral.

“Are you back for Gu Bo’s funeral?

But he was buried this morning.”

Gu Bo died yesterday morning and was buried this morning.

Gu Bo’s death wasn’t sudden, but his funeral was hastily arranged.

Gu Bo’s parents had fled a famine to come to Yueqi Village, and they died early, leaving only him as their son.

Those who attended the funeral were all villagers who came out of respect for Tang Yun, as Gu Bo didn’t have a good reputation.

His ex-wife, Zhang Xiuli, wouldn’t come to the funeral, and his eldest daughter, whom he had doted on and who had gone off with his ex-wife to be a stepdaughter in a wealthy family, did not return for the mourning either.

Gu Bo had three biological children and one adopted daughter.

In the end, only his youngest son was heartbroken and kept vigil for him.

It’s hard to say whether he was more tragic or more pitiable.

Hearing Tang Yun’s words, Gu Xiyue’s expression didn’t change as she said in a clear and indifferent voice, “I’m not here for the funeral.”

It was precisely because she knew that Gu Bo had died yesterday that she had deliberately delayed her return.

Knowing that he would be buried this morning, she hurried back from Yan City early.

Tang Yun was momentarily stunned by Gu Xiyue’s response.

After her momentary pause, she didn’t continue the subject.

“You must be hungry from your journey, I’ll go heat up some food for you.”

“I can do it myself,” Gu Xiyue said, stopping Tang Yun.

“It’s fine, I’ll do it.” Something seemed to occur to Tang Yun, and she continued, “You haven’t been back for a long time, your brother has missed you quite a bit, have a talk with him, and…

try to persuade him.”

When it came to persuasion, Tang Yun sighed softly.

Gu Bo had not cared for Gu Chengan, but in the end, it was this son whom he had disregarded that wept for his departure.

“Then thank you, Aunt Tang,” Gu Xiyue thought for a moment and then accepted.

“We’re family, no need for thanks,” Tang Yun said, then turned and walked into the house.

Gu Xiyue first approached Gu Chengcheng and handed him the paper bag she was carrying.

“Here, this is for you.”

Upon hearing this, Gu Chengcheng’s eyes lit up.

“What duck?”

Gu Xiyue spoke in her usual cold and clear manner, “Candy, for you to count with.”

Gu Chengcheng “…”

Can I choose not to accept it, QAQ?

Gu Xiyue, looking at his puzzled little face, showed a rare hint of a smile on her cool face, curved her lips slightly, and ruffled his hair with her hand, “Just kidding, it’s a cake, take it inside and eat.”

Upon hearing this, Gu Chengcheng’s eyes brightened up again, “Thank you, Sister Yueyue.”

He didn’t rush back into the house to devour the cake but crouched down again and earnestly continued to collect his DIY parts.

Gu Xiyue looked at the box of parts and raised her eyebrows.

Curious, she asked, “Who bought it for you?”

“Eldest Sister Qiqi bought it,” Gu Chengcheng answered obediently.

Hearing the familiar name, Gu Xiyue paused slightly.

Gu Chengcheng finished collecting the parts, then happily went inside with the cake box and the DIY parts.

Gu Chengan, leaning on crutches, moved slowly to Gu Xiyue’s side, “Sister, you’re back.”

Gu Xiyue turned her head and glanced at the person who had appeared beside her.

Seeing him with crutches, her brow furrowed slightly, “What happened?”

On hearing the question, Gu Chengan stiffened slightly and hedged, “I just, accidentally took a fall.”

Fearful of Gu Zhiqi’s combat power, he was indeed scared, scared she might be even more formidable than Gu Xiyue, worried that Gu Xiyue might fight Gu Zhiqi on his behalf, so he dared not tell Gu Xiyue about it.

Without asking further, Gu Xiyue already knew he was lying.

Her expression unchanged, she spoke in her usual cold and detached tone, “Not telling?

If you don’t tell, then don’t bother calling yourself my brother anymore.”