A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

At this time, it is called hypocrisy to say whether it will delay your time or not to wait for polite words.

And Bao Jinghan is also a person who knows current affairs.

After hearing this, he didn't refuse.

He nodded and said, "The place I'm going to is a bit far away, outside the ring."

Afterwards, Bao Jinghan recalled a bit and mentioned a landmark building.

Ji Yueze smiled slightly: "I want to go outside the ring too, drop by."

"But before I go, I want to buy a bouquet of hydrangeas. Do you know any flower shops around here?"

As soon as the words fell, Li Yi, who was still depressed just now, was happy again by eating something to relieve his hatred.

His eyes lit up, he turned to stare at Bao Jinghan, and winked at her: "It's better to be my own girl, I've even prepared the words, and I plan to take me to see that beauty!"

Bao Jinghan ignored him, and saw Ji Yueze pick up his mobile phone and make a call to Tang Feng who was leading everyone in the private room next door.

After explaining a few words, he put down the phone.

Looking up at her, he spoke unhurriedly.

"Tang Feng is familiar with the managers here. They will arrange for people to buy them and deliver them later."

After a pause, he asked again, "Miss Bo, I remember that there is no residential area near the place you mentioned? Who are you going to see?"

Li Yi was also curious, and looked over expectantly.

But no one expected that the place she was going to was—the cemetery!

……

"Miss Bo, Young Master Li, you go up, I'll wait for you here."

In the parking lot of the cemetery, Tang Feng handed a bouquet of delicately packaged hydrangeas to Bao Jinghan.

Li Yi, who was still arguing about going to play, has fallen into a state of silence since Bao Jinghan said the word "cemetery".

Changing from his usual indecent appearance, he followed her solemnly.

At this moment, he took the first step and took the bouquet from Tang Feng.

Seeing this situation, Tang Feng couldn't help raising his eyebrows secretly.

But he was very smart and didn't ask any questions. He just looked at the two figures, walked out of the parking lot, and gradually drifted away...

It's still raining.

Although it was much smaller than the heavy rain at noon, it was still icy cold when it hit people because of the temperature.

And that kind of chill was like Bao Jinghan's mood at this moment.

It's cold.

And like the sky above.

Gray and dark.

All in solemn black.

Holding an umbrella, Li Yi followed closely beside Bao Jinghan, following her pace, passing between the tombstones on both sides.

The wind howled.

The evergreen pines and cypresses around the cemetery sway with the wind.

Sparse shadows slant.

The icy rain fell on the body, which was bitingly cold.

Five years later, when Bao Jinghan stepped into this cemetery again, it felt like a lifetime away.

The legs seemed to be closed, and every step they took was too heavy.

Her heavy heart was like the dark cloud above her head, she was so depressed that she couldn't breathe.

<thia，卿姨绝对不想看见你这个样子。”

Li Yi grabbed Bao Jinghan and looked at her solemnly.

After a pause, she handed over the bouquet of hydrangeas in her hand, "Take it, Aunt Qing likes hydrangeas the most, and I think she should want you to give them to her!"

Li Yi is five years older than Bao Jinghan.

The Li family and the Bo family were on good terms again, so when he was young, he often went to the Bo family with his eldest brother.

At that time, only Mr. Bo's only daughter—Bo Qingqing was the only one who could play with them in the Bo family!

She is gentle and kind to people, he calls her Aunt Qing...