Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

On August [-]th, the cemetery.

The sky was gray and it was raining lightly.

Tiny raindrops condense into a thin white mist in the air, just like the deep sadness accumulated in the heart that cannot be dispelled no matter what.

Surrounding, very quiet.

In addition to the sound of pattering rain, there is only the "rustling" sound of leaves not far away swaying gently with the breeze.

The withered and yellow leaves, like a butterfly about to die, use their last life to spin in the air, dancing their last splendor.

Looking around, as far as the eyes can see, there is a wet and humid scene, which is extremely desolate, defeated, and devastated.

On the rain-soaked green grass stood a dozen or so people in black clothes and black pants holding black umbrellas.

Everyone frowned, looking serious.

Time, as if frozen at this moment, the whole world, everything is still.

Wearing a black knee-length dress, Mu Wanqing worriedly looked at the photo of Zhuang Jin, the man standing motionless in the rain like a puppet.

Although there was not much rain, but after being exposed to the rain for a long time, the neat and meticulous black suit that admired Fan was already soaked.The cold rain fell rapidly along his wet hair one by one.

This is a very simple, but not so simple sacrifice.

Mu Wanqing vaguely guessed the reason why Yang Mufan returned to the Yang family: he finally used his ten years of persistence and actions to make Yang Mulin nod and agree to move Zhuang Jin's grave into the Yang family's ancestral grave.

Yang family ancestral precepts: People whose household registration has been removed from the Yang family's household registration book are not eligible to be buried in the Yang family's ancestral grave after death.

Yang Mulin leaned on crutches and stood silently for a while, then said in a low voice: "The rain is getting heavier and heavier, everyone go back."

After speaking, he turned and walked towards the black car parked in the distance.

Ji Qin and Yang Mucong saw each other and immediately followed.

The grassland, which was already very empty, seemed even more empty.

The cold wind is wanton, and the coolness spreads.

Mu Wanqing quietly stood behind Yang Mufan, showing no intention of leaving.

Worried that Yang Mufan's body would be overwhelmed by being exposed to the rain, she hesitated for a moment. Finally, she stepped forward lightly, stood on tiptoe carefully, and covered the whole black umbrella on top of Yang Mufan's head.

I know in my heart that at this moment, Admiral Fan needs to be alone and quiet, and doesn't like to be disturbed by others, so throughout the whole process, Mu Wanqing didn't say a word, just stood by his side and silently accompanied him. he.

"What are you still doing here?!" With a hoarse and gloomy voice, Yang Mufan sneered, "Laugh at me?! Sarcasm at me?! Sarcasm me?! Pity me?! Pity me?! Or... want to take advantage of this time?" Opportunity, bribe me, and then try to ease the relationship between the two of us, so that my impression of you will change?! Heh~, Mu Wanqing, I have to admit that you, a woman, want to secure your position as the eldest mistress of the family. , really worked hard."

Facing his harsh words of humiliation, Mu Wanqing didn't refute, but bit her lip and raised her head to look at him.

Seeing that she was silent, Yang Mufan moved his eyes slightly, squinted at her, and continued coldly: "Mu Wanqing, I need to make it clear: no matter what you do for me, I will never thank you, let alone Thank you, you are still you, I am still me, no matter how much you do, you will not be able to wash away the sins on your body, and I will never be able to love you, let alone let you be the eldest mistress of the family, understand?!"