Wife Capture: Leng Mei Boss loves to the bone

"Think for yourself." After finishing his sentence, Mr. Han leaned on a cane and left the lounge.

Leaving Han Shaoqi thoughtful.

In the past, when they were spending time and drinking outside, all those women wanted was money, and all they valued was their own power.

However, Ning Xiaotong is different.

The life she wants is simple.

She doesn't want money, and doesn't care about her power, so what exactly does she want?

Suddenly a word flashed through my mind.

friend.

Yes, Xiaotong said, "Han Shaoqi, if you still consider me a friend, don't interfere with my mother's funeral. I said before that I don't need any help from you."

And I am still Xiaotong's friend.

Han Shaoqi has never felt so happy like now. Xiaotong and Huangfu Lin severed ties, but they are still friends with him, but he just refuses his help.

Then, as a friend by Xiaotong's side, Xiaotong should not object.

Han Shaoqi chased after Mr. Han excitedly, "Grandpa, I know what to do."

Mr. Han looked at him approvingly, "Have you figured it out?"

Han Shaoqi nodded vigorously.

"Then, don't let Xiao Tong down, and don't let Grandpa down either."

"I know, Grandpa." Han Shaoqi suddenly felt that he was full of fighting spirit.

……

Qingli Park, where his father was buried.

A small soil slope, long green grass, a stone tablet stands there, not stained with dust, obviously someone often comes to scrub.

In the past, my mother often came, but since then, I have taken on this task myself.

The Tomb of Ning'an State.

It's just that there is an extra piece beside him now.

Looking from afar, cuddling each other.

Ning Xiaotong watched quietly, her emotions were far less out of control than a few days ago.

The surrounding silence was eerie.

Holding a white chrysanthemum in his hand, he placed a bouquet in front of the two tombstones.

"Dad, Mom, you are finally together, but I am the only one left."

"However, don't worry, I will live a good life and will not disappoint your expectations."

"Don't worry, I will restrain my temper, find someone, and marry well."

The hand slowly touched the stone tablet, and it was bitingly cold, soaking into the bottom of my heart.

Today, the place is quiet and the atmosphere is sad. It is not as spectacular as yesterday's memorial service, and there are not as many people as yesterday.

Only Mr. Han, Han Shaoqi and Luo Qian.

Old Man Han held a bunch of yellow and white chrysanthemums in his hand, walked over and placed them in front of Ning's mother's tomb, looked at Ning Xiaotong, with kind care on his old cheeks, "Xiao Tong, my condolences."

"Grandpa Han, I know." He smiled at Mr. Han, and for two days in a row, Grandpa Han rushed over, which made him very moved.

Helping old man Han to stand up, he heard old man Han say, "Little Tong, come back and see grandpa when you have time."

"Okay." Ning Xiaotong responded obediently.

Seeing Ning Xiaotong who became more sensible in an instant, Mr. Han sighed, he was still the carefree and cute little pupil before, but I am afraid that he will never go back.

Also put the white chrysanthemum in front of Ning's mother's tomb, Luo Qian walked to Ning Xiaotong's side, "Xiaotong, you have to mourn and come out earlier."

"Qianqian, I know."

Looking at Ning Xiaotong like this, Luo Qian frowned. Xiaotong was too affectionate, and she probably said this sentence to comfort herself because she didn't want to worry her.Luo Qian remembered that when Uncle Ning left, Xiao Tong was also sad for a while.