"Then go and take care of your business!"
"Thank you for understanding, Madam Xie!"
Everyone hurriedly thanked her before quickly dispersing.
Du Jingzhou led Su Qiao around behind the main house and stopped at the steps below the entrance to a small white building.
The small building had been converted into a temporary mourning hall, and quite a few people were busy inside.
"Do you want to take one last look?"
For the first time, Su Qiao felt a little creeped out. "No. Let's bury her as soon as possible!"
"All right." Du Jingzhou turned around with her and returned to the main house.
A little after nine, the two of them got into the car and followed behind the funeral procession.
Su Qiao actually did not want to come either, but she had no choice. Right now, in Du Jingzhou's eyes as well as in the eyes of outsiders, the person in that coffin was her younger sister.
The procession set out from Du Mansion and traveled through most of the southern part of the city before reaching the cemetery Du Jingzhou had ordered built in haste on the outskirts.
Because the procession was so large, quite a few people gathered along the roadside to watch.
"Whose funeral procession is this?"
"It came from Du Mansion. It should be Second Master Du's woman."
"The one who was assassinated a few days ago?"
"You've got that wrong. Miss Su isn't Second Master Du's beloved woman. She's his wife's younger sister. He's been taking care of her because he's trying to find his missing wife."
"Who's his wife?"
"Su Man. His wife is Su Man, the actress from Peerless Beauty, the one who..."
"I know. I've seen it on television and in the newspapers. She's the famous Su Man, the one