Wei Heng spoke concisely and to the point, "Just tell the truth."
Such a calm attitude made Yi Yao helpless, shrugged and said: "It seems you don't think highly of them."
But no one can say for sure about emotional matters, not to mention that they are still outsiders and can only take one step at a time.
However, Yi Yao still couldn't figure out why Wei Heng felt that Wu Tian had impure thoughts, and his thoughts were entangled.
The next moment, Wei Heng rushed over and hugged Yi Yao, "Don't miss them, I'll take you somewhere."
"Where?" Yi Yao asked.
"cemetery."
Wei Heng's tone was serious, as if he was remembering bad memories.
Yi Yao, who was on the side, also felt a slight thump in her heart, and she suddenly made a guess.
It was estimated that Wei Heng was taking her to worship his mother, so Yi Yao sat upright and paid attention.
The sky gradually began to rain lightly, and it became gloomy and depressing.
Yi Yao followed Wei Heng through a gravel road lined with moss and came to a tombstone.
Han Yuwei——This is the name engraved on the tombstone.
Looking at the photo of the other party, it should be true that she is a very gentle and virtuous woman as her name suggests.
The eyebrows and eyes are similar to Wei Heng's, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, freezing that moment forever.
Yi Yao turned her head and looked sideways. Wei Heng's pursed lips seemed a little silent. She could feel the other person's sadness.
Not knowing what to say, Yi Yao held the other person's hand, and the warmth in his hand spread warmth to the other person.
After a long time, Wei Heng said, "Mom, I brought Yaoyao over to see you."
"Hello, aunt, I am Yi Yao."
Yi Yao greeted the person in the photo. She was very grateful to Han Yuwei for educating Wei Heng so well and allowing her to meet him.
The two stood in front of the tombstone for a while. The rain became heavier and heavier. Wei Heng was worried that Yi Yao would catch a cold, so he left early.
But when they turned around, they saw an acquaintance, to be precise, an acquaintance of Wei Heng.
A middle-aged man, almost in his fifties, with wrinkles on his face and weathered eyes.
His body was half hunched, his hands were trembling slightly, and his eyes were filled with disbelief and panic.
Wei Heng's pupils shrank, a cold aura rose around his body, and his sinister eyes stared at the person in front of him, as if he wanted to tear him apart and take him into his belly.
"Why are you here?" Wei Heng asked.
This was the first time Yi Yao saw Wei Heng acting so rude, and she couldn't help but become curious about the man's identity.
What kind of relationship could make Wei Heng so angry?
The man spoke with a hoarse and low voice, "Aheng, please don't be like this, okay?"
"Answer my question!" Wei Heng raised his tone a bit and scolded sternly.
The man was almost in tears, "My sentence was commuted, so I was released a year early."
Hearing this, Wei Heng clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and walked towards the other party, "Reduced sentence? Do you deserve it?"
After listening for a long time, Yi Yao finally understood the identity of the man. He was actually Wei Heng's father, Wei Yan.
In this way, she can also understand why Wei Heng reacted like this. The incident between Wei Yan and Han Yuwei was well known to everyone.
This is also the reason why Wei Heng later sent Wei Yan to prison with his own hands despite everyone's comments.
Yi Yao stood behind her, quietly watching the argument between Wei Heng and Wei Yan. She could do nothing but support the other side silently.
Just listen to Wei Yan say: "I have already shouldered the responsibility that I should bear, what else do you want me to do?"
Wei Heng sneered, "My mother is lying under the ground and dying with her eyes closed. If you tell me that you have borne it, why should you bear it?"
What he wanted was to exchange one life for another, but the law didn't allow it.
Based on Wei Yan's behavior, he can only be sentenced to a few years in prison, and there is no way to achieve the goal he wants.
Just by looking at Wei Heng's back, Yi Yao could feel his heartbreaking emotions.
Yi Yao felt extremely distressed. She wanted to go up and give Wei Heng a hug, but because Wei Yan was nearby, she could only endure it.
But he would not ignore things. He walked up to Wei Heng and cast a firm gaze on Wei Yan.
"The faults of parents should not be borne by the children. Even if they bear the corresponding responsibility, the wounds left can never be erased."
Yi Yao's words made Wei Yan feel guilty and uneasy, his eyes were filled with guilt, and he did not dare to look at Wei Heng's face.
Seeing this, Yi Yao said no more and pulled Wei Heng away. Until they were far away, Wei Yan still stood there and did not move for a long time.
In the small car, Wei Heng sat in the driving position, saying nothing, and the atmosphere around him was low and solid.
Yi Yao never disturbed Wei Heng and just stayed with him quietly, hoping that Wei Heng would think more openly.
I don't know how long it took, but Wei Heng finally responded, "Yuanyao, thank you for what you just said."
"Why are you being polite to me? If you really want to thank me, just buy a few more bags!"
Yi Yao pretended to have a relaxed tone, hoping to make Wei Heng feel better.
Obviously, her method was effective. Wei Heng smiled fondly and responded: "Buy, you can buy whatever you want."
The two looked at each other and smiled, and the unhappiness they felt just now disappeared.
Yi Yao looked confused, "You...he is back now, what about the Wei Group?"
Even though Wei Yan had been in prison, he was still a member of the Wei family, and he was still the previous head of the family.
Although the relationship between Wei Yan and Wei Heng, father and son, is not good, it is difficult for others in the Baobao family to make a fuss about this matter.
Wei Heng understood Yi Yao's struggles and considerations, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he spoke quietly.
"Don't worry, no one will dare to do anything to me."
He knew the old foxes in the Wei family best, and they always put profits first.
Since he took over the company, the monthly profit has been 30% higher than under Wei Yan.
In their eyes, he is a devil to be feared, and at the same time, he is also a source of money.
We are all smart people, so how can we make stupid decisions?
But there's no telling whether they will let Wei Yan go home.
Of course, this matter has nothing to do with him. The Wei family is already in his pocket, so there is no need to worry about it.
With Wei Heng's answer, Yi Yao felt relieved and solemnly warned: "Remember, I don't want anything to happen to you."
She will not interfere with any of Wei Heng's decisions, and her only wish is for him to be safe.
Wei Heng hugged Yi Yao into his arms, rested his chin on the other person's shoulder, and spoke in a deep voice.
"You don't have to worry, I can just take care of yourself."
"Okay." Yi Yao responded.
Wei Heng's hand on Yi Yao's back gradually tightened, and the two of them seemed to be rubbing each other into their own flesh and blood.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment, until Yi Yao's cell phone rang, and they let go of each other.