President Daddy is too powerful

"I want to see Qinglian. I want to go to her grave. Brother Yang, that's my wish." Ji Zongan doesn't expect Wu's mother and Wu Qingyang to understand him at this time. Even if he is as naughty as Wu Qingyang said, anyway, he must go to Qinglian's grave and kowtow before he can leave.

"... do you think you are qualified? When you get to Qinglian's grave, aren't you afraid that Qinglian won't close her eyes when she sees you?" Wu Qingyang dares to make such a request. Wu Qingyang thinks Ji Zongan's words are ridiculous, and he naturally refuses to agree.

"When does brother Yang think I'm qualified, I'll get up again." Ji Zongan doesn't argue with Wu Qingyang. This time, he doesn't come to the Wu family to wash away his grievances. Moreover, he thinks there's nothing wrong with the Wu family's hatred for him.

Even he hated himself. He didn't protect Qinglian. He should have been the one who died in the car accident.

"You -" Wu Qingyang didn't expect that Ji Zongan would threaten him like this. He was really angry when he thought about it. He shook his hand and left. "You can kneel as long as you like. Don't dream if you want to see Qinglian."

Wu Qingyang was so angry that he turned and left. When he reached the door, he saw his mother. Wu's mother heard their dialogue and saw Ji Zongan kneeling in front of the door. Finally, he waved helplessly.

"Qingyang, take him. Xiaolian's regret at that time was that she couldn't take a final look at him. Xiaolian waited for him for too long, and he finally came. We should finish her wish for Xiaolian." Wu's mother sighed to Wu Qingyang.

Why did Ji Zongan appear at this time? Wu's mother didn't want to ask. Since he wanted to see Xiaolian, let him meet. She didn't want them to become the topic of others' leisure and dinner, and let people point out to them behind their backs.

"Well, I see. Mom, go back and have a rest." Wu Qingyang didn't refute his mother's words.

Wu's mother came into the house and wiped her tears as she walked, for her own daughter.

Wu Qingyang turned and walked towards Ji Zongan, "Ji Zongan, get up and I'll take you."

Ji Zongan finally smiled, but after kneeling for too long, it was not so easy to get up. After trying many times, Ji Zongan alleviated the numbness of his legs and slowly followed Wu Qingyang, who had gone far ahead.

When he arrived at the cemetery, Wu Qingyang handed over with the administrator. Ji Zongan smoothly entered the cemetery. When Ji Zongan went to Wu Qinglian's grave, Wu Qingyang reminded him, "after reading it, you'll go. Don't hang around at our door again. No one wants to see you."

Ji Zongan nodded. Wu Qingyang turned and left without looking.

Ji Zongan finally came to Wu Qinglian's grave. The photos on the tombstone are still Wu Qinglian's 24-year-old appearance. She is young and beautiful. She has a pair of clear and bright eyes. She smiles very bright. With her company, Ji Zongan feels that every day is sunny.

"Qinglian, your zong'an is coming." Ji Zongan knelt on his knees and was not afraid at all. He was alone in the tombstone of the mountain. His hands gently stroked the photos on the tombstone and the familiar face.

Ji Zongan talked a lot with Wu Qinglian about his memory loss and his memory recovery after the car accident. Therefore, he was late. Please forgive him and accept his confession.

As he spoke, Ji Zongan burst into tears and was reluctant to leave until it was dark. It was the work administrator of the cemetery who urged him to leave the cemetery reluctantly.

In the dark night, Ji Zongan, who had neither entered a grain of rice nor drank a mouthful of water in a day, and suffered from the cold in front of the Wu family in the afternoon, Ji Zongan finally fell not far from the cemetery because of lack of strength.