Chapter 1378: Chapter 1377: Beloved Little Darling 8
“It’s okay, take your ti, I’m not in a hurry.” He just wanted to find sothing to keep her occupied.
Lin Hanfeng checked the ti: “I have sothing to do later, I’ll head out for a bit. You stay here and help with restoring the ancient books. I’ll be back in the afternoon. Staying here alone won’t scare you, right?”
“Go ahead, I’m fine. Are you going to work?”
“No, soone from a certain circle passed away unexpectedly, and today is the funeral. I’m going to pay my respects.”
Xia Siyuan nodded: “Then go quickly.”
After speaking, she couldn’t help but ask: “Who is it?”
“I don’t know if you’ve heard about Xi’s Family?”
Xia Siyuan thought for a mont: “The one who had a car accident? I saw it on social dia, just in their twenties, died in a car crash. It was quite a tragic accident.”
“Yes, that’s the one. I’ll be back in three hours.”
Lin Hanfeng went out to the suburban funeral ho.
The young girl from Xi’s Family loved to race cars, unfortunately, she was in an accident this ti and lost her life. He arrived just in ti for the funeral, and saw a boy about seven or eight years old kneeling on the funeral path, looking extrely thin.
Nearby, there were a few people acting casually.
“Why can’t that person be driven away? Just a mont ago, wasn’t he kicked out of the morial service?”
“Apparently he’s the one who encouraged the Xi girl to race cars. She used to be very kind to the kid, but… this kind of ungrateful brat deserves to go to hell to accompany the candy!”
At this point, several people suddenly walked out from the funeral procession and started punching and kicking the boy, not allowing him to kneel!
The boy let them hit him, biting his lip, getting kicked down then quickly standing up again to kneel properly, swaying under the blows but kneeling stubbornly upright once more.
As the funeral parade passed him, he pressed his hands to the ground, banging his head frantically, his forehead bloodied, unaware of the pain, staring at the funeral mound with bloodshot eyes, murmuring softly: “It’s not , it’s not …”
Unfortunately, no one believed the boy’s words.
All kinds of people spat on his face while passing by.
The scornful spittle drenched his thin, weary face, but he ignored it. His knees remained rooted to the ground as he tried step by step to follow the funeral procession, only to be blocked, pushed, and beaten by several people.
“Stop!” Lin Hanfeng couldn’t bear it any longer.
Those few people left angrily, respecting Lin Hanfeng.
Lin Hanfeng looked at the boy: “What’s your na?”
With bloodshot eyes, the boy replied: “Xi Chen.”
Xi Chen saw the funeral procession leaving and, disregarding Lin Hanfeng, staggered after them, following all the way to the burial site.
His eyes were red as he knelt there, even though his shoulders were scratched and his clothes torn. Crimson blood stained the blood letter hanging from his chest, yet he refused to move his knees.
Perhaps it was a fateful encounter, but Lin Hanfeng took a liking to this child, feeling he wasn’t heartless but rather deeply emotional, well-suited to be a little bodyguard for his precious little princess.
Indeed, Lin Hanfeng was never kind without reason. He had been planning to train a few personal bodyguards for his daughter, and Xi Chen seed fitting.
After the funeral, Xi Chen was directly expelled by Xi’s Family, left to wander the streets.
Lin Hanfeng found him on the road: “Are you willing to co with ? You need a place to stay, a place that provides food, clothing, and lets you grow up. If you’re willing, get in the car.”
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