She is the woman who lives in rumors.

Now that we are going to divorce, we naturally don’t need to know what she looks like.

She understands.

When Bo Xingzhi faced Ruan Su's calm appearance, he felt a moment of loss of consciousness.

He has always known that their marriage is different from others, and they signed a contract when they got married.

They did not interfere with each other. Ruan Su became his rich wife. He bought her bags, clothes and jewelry. As long as it had something to do with money, there was no problem.

She cooperated with him to show her love in front of her grandfather.

He met this woman at the entrance of the hospital. In the pouring rain, she stood in the rain with an expressionless face, "Is anyone willing to marry me?"

Passers-by were walking in a hurry and thought she was a lunatic.

He didn't know why Ruan Su did this, nor was he interested in knowing.

He only knew that he was in urgent need of a wife, and she made him feel very pleasing.

Unexpectedly, the marriage lasted for four years, and it was not until my grandfather passed away last week. The scene that lasted for four years finally ended.

His death was a huge blow to him and he had been slowing down for a week before he held the funeral. Even now, whenever he thought of his grandfather's voice, appearance, and smile, his chest still felt dull pain.

In the past four years, the two have no difference from ordinary couples. He is very busy and usually only comes to Jiangsong Villa to spend the night on weekends.

This woman always waits for him obediently, and he will not complain if he comes and leaves.

Before Bo Xingzhi left the door, Ruan Su stepped on tiptoe and kissed his cheek, "By bye, husband."

The man lowered his head and kissed her lips, "I'll be better when I arrive at the mourning hall later."

"Okay, I understand." Ruan Su nodded and watched him leave.

The two of them seem to be very good-family couples, and they don’t look like they are about to divorce.

Seeing the man getting into the black Bentley, Ruan Su turned around and closed the door.

The well-behaved and gentle expression was immediately replaced by coldness, and the beautiful and gorgeous face seemed to be covered with frost.

It forms a strong contrast with the gentle and lovely appearance before.

She seemed to have changed.

He cleaned himself up expressionlessly and left the house.

It was raining in the sky.

Nanshan Cemetery.

The grass is bright green and soft when stepped on. The entire Nanshan Mountain is covered by rain, making it look hazy and unreal.

Mr. Bo’s cemetery was chosen here, which was beautiful and quiet.

The funeral was held very simply, and most of the people came from some relatives and friends of the Bo family, as well as some business partners.

The white lilies looked whiter under the rain, one bouquet, two bouquets... Looking around, they placed around the tombstone...

Ruan Su got out of the car and walked towards everyone with a black umbrella.

She looked at Bo Xingzhi, the man was wearing a black suit, with a straight figure, and his thin lips were tightly pursed into a line.

His handsome face was full of sorrow, his eyes were red, and he stood quietly in the front row of the crowd.

She knew that he was raised by Mr. Bo, so she had a deep relationship with Mr. Bo.

Ruan Su walked over and bent down to pay tribute. Looking at the photo of Mr. Bo on the tombstone, she took a deep breath and gently placed the lily in her hand in front of the tombstone.

It ended like this, a person's life.

She really hates this kind of place and atmosphere. She really hates someone leaving her.

There was a hint of helplessness and sadness in her eyes. Old Master Bo was really nice to her during his lifetime and treated her like a granddaughter.

She plopped, knelt in the wet rain at the cold tombstone, and kowtowed three times to the old man Bo.

I like Mrs. Bo and was stripped of her vest again today
Chapter completed!