Sweet Love Reborn: Mu Ye Chasing His Wife Crematorium

Chapter 614

There was a knock on the car window, but the driver Tian Fusheng glanced out the window and ignored it.

Luo Wanning realized that it was her attire, so she knocked on the car window again and made a special gesture to the other party.

Tian Fusheng's expression froze, and he quickly unlocked the car door.

"Tian Bo, I didn't expect you to remember this gesture after so many years!" Luo Wanning smiled sweetly at the other party after getting into the car.

The face that was originally indifferent and alienated immediately became as bright as the morning sun.

Look closely, the crooked smiling eyes are just like the 15-year-old girl back then.

"Miss."

Tian Fusheng was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes, he never thought that after so many years, Miss Luo could still hear him softly calling him "Tian Bo".

"Tian Bo, thank you for coming here to pick me up!"

"Miss, why did you say 'thank you' to me? But miss, why are you dressed like this?"

Hearing the sound, Luo Wanning let out a long sigh.

"It's a long story."

There were many people at the airport. Although the BMW driven by Tian Fusheng was not Luo Mingyuan's personal car, this license plate was still very sensitive to some people.

Tian Fusheng hurriedly drove the car away from the lively crowd.

On the way, Luo Wanning told the truth about what happened a while ago.

She said with a smile: "So, Xingluo is a victim now, it is inconvenient for her to appear in the sight of everyone, and then Luo Yu will appear!"

"Luo Yu?" Tian Fusheng glanced sideways.

"me!"

Luo Wanning said that she would attend the birthday party tomorrow under the name "Luo Yu".

"But... what identity is this?"

"Luo Mingyuan's illegitimate son!"

"..."

Half an hour later, the car stopped in the cemetery area on the outskirts of the city.

Looking at the hills with evergreen pines and cypresses in the distance, Luo Wanning felt a surge in her chest.

"Tian Bo, why are you here?"

"Miss, President Luo ordered me to bring you here."

……

On the uphill trail paved with stone slabs, the afternoon sunlight penetrates the gaps in the branches and leaves to form dancing spots of light under the feet.

Luo Wanning walked up the steps stepping on these light spots.

She didn't expect Luo Mingyuan to invite herself here.

Thinking about something in my heart, I reached the top of the mountain without knowing it.

The cemetery in the afternoon was very quiet, and there was a faint fragrance of wintersweet.

Not far away, a slender black figure quietly turned its back to her.

Her footsteps moved slowly towards the figure.

Probably sensing movement behind him, Luo Mingyuan turned around.

He had already seen his "illegitimate child", so he was no longer surprised by her outfit.

"You haven't seen your mother for many years, come say hello!" Luo Mingyuan said.

Luo Wanning smiled, then took out a handkerchief from her trousers pocket and bent over to wipe the photos on the stele.

The woman in the photo is young and beautiful, but it's a pity that her beauty is unlucky, and her life is fixed at the most splendid age.

"You are wrong, I come here every year!"

Hearing this, Luo Mingyuan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked, "What did you say? Do you come here every year? When?"

Luo Wanning ignored her, but fiddled with a bunch of stars in front of the monument.

Few people buy a bouquet of baby's breath alone, but Feng Qingru is an exception.

She only loves the stars.

When she was a child, Luo Wanning didn't understand——

Why do others like bright roses, elegant lilies, fresh irises...

And mother loves the humble little white flower?

"Do you know why she likes Gypsophila?"

It wasn't until the girl turned her head that Luo Mingyuan realized that she was talking to him.

"I think that means she's different!"

Luo Wanning shook her head, "No, I think it's because she likes the flower language of the stars."

"Flower language?"

"Willing to be your supporting role!"

The moment the words fell, Luo Mingyuan felt his temples swell, and something in his brain seemed to collapse.
(End of this chapter)