Admiring Fan, her cold and thin lips slightly raised to both ends, she was obviously smiling, but that appearance was more...worrying than crying.

He whispered softly: "Mom, I finally fulfilled your wish and sent you back to Yang's family and to my father. Are you happy today?!"

In the kingdom of heaven, have you met your father, have you reunited?

There, there will be no more obstacles, no more bad guys, and you can finally be together unscrupulously and vigorously.

As he said that, Yang Mufan suddenly changed his posture, took out a very narrow box about ten centimeters long from the pocket of his suit close to his heart, and opened it cautiously.

An incomparably delicate champagne rose lay quietly in the box.

Admiring Fan's slender fingers with well-defined bones, he picked up roses and placed them in front of his tomb, his brows and eyes were smudged with a faint smile. He smiled and said, "Mom, see you off!!"

Champagne rose was Zhuang Jin's favorite during her lifetime, and it was the flower she made love with Yang Muhao back then.

In his memory, Zhuang Jin's room is filled with champagne roses all year round. She said that she not only likes the blooming posture of champagne roses, but also likes its smell.

She said that it is the taste of happiness and love, togetherness and eternity.

……

Not far away, a limited edition Rolls Royce slowly stopped.

The black windshield lowered slowly, revealing an extremely cold and handsome face.

The man sitting in the passenger seat turned his head slightly, looked respectfully at the man with his legs crossed, who was sitting lazily drinking red wine in the rear compartment, and asked in a low voice: "Boss, do you want to do something today?!"

The man, dressed in a frightening black suit, gently shook the dark red wine in his hand, his narrow and dark eyes like a falcon stared straight at a man and a woman who seemed a little blurry in the misty rain. .

He hooked his lips jokingly and viciously, and said leisurely: "If you don't do anything, is it possible that when Yang Mufan finds out, come and kill me?! Heh~, after three years of recuperating, it is indeed time for me to act gone."

……

The rain is getting heavier.

The wind howled and the rain poured down.

Mu Wanqing's slender body was unsteady in the rainstorm, as if a little more wind could knock her over.

However, from the beginning to the end, she stubbornly held up the umbrella for Yang Mufan with all her strength, and she never let go or gave up.

Yang Mufan glanced back inadvertently, but at that moment, his heart trembled suddenly, and his breathing froze.

He stared at her, inexplicably absent-minded, and finally, suddenly withdrew his hand to take the necklace hanging around his neck.

Standing up suddenly, Yang Mufan was silent for a while, and then whispered: "Let's go."

After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the car parked not far away.

Mu Wanqing saw her and hurriedly followed.

However, the storm was so severe and fierce that the umbrellas were about to be blown away.

Yang Mufan walked for a long distance, felt that the woman behind him hadn't followed, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He turned around and wanted to roar at her loudly: "Mu Wanqing, are you a turtle or a snail?! Walking so slowly, you're behind Eat shit?!"

However, the moment he looked back, he saw: Mu Wanqing was carrying an umbrella, her whole body was staggering, and she was walking forward with difficulty.

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