Three years later, when Simiao walked through the airport in China again, she was filled with emotion. Wearing a large hood, she led Tongtong, who was wearing a peaked cap, as they walked outside the airport with their heads lowered. She passed him by.
"Mr. Feng, this is your schedule for today. Please take a look at it." The special assistant followed Feng Jicheng and said. He was puzzled, very puzzled. Mr. Feng clearly knew that there was a copy in Greece at 15 o'clock this afternoon.
There is a contract worth hundreds of millions of dollars to be signed, but he returned to China last night.
"Yes" Fengji accepted the itinerary, and only he knew it, because today is the death anniversary of Simiao's mother! There was a familiar feeling that made him turn around and look not far away, where a woman was leading a little boy in a hurry
For a moment, he thought the figures walking forward were Simiao and Tongtong. He shook his head and smiled bitterly. How could that be possible?
"Mommy, that was Uncle Feng just now, right?" Tongtong, who was sitting in the taxi and took off his peaked cap, asked while looking at the quiet Simiao.
Simiao nodded slightly, yes, although Feng's voice became ruthless, she still heard it. She looked at the blue sky through the car window, God, did you arrange it on purpose?! Please stop here.
Well, after Ji pays homage to my mother, I will leave China and let everything be peaceful!
After getting off the taxi, Simiao held a bouquet of yellow chrysanthemums in one hand and led Tongtong with the other hand, passing through cemeteries one after another, and finally stopped at her mother's destination. To her surprise, there was a bouquet of fresh white chrysanthemums.
My heart tightened, who put it here?! Feng Jicheng? Ouyang Ji?
"Mommy, maybe it's uncle." Tongtong seemed to have understood what Simiao was thinking and reminded him, "Yesterday on Q, I said I would come to China to visit my grandma's grave, and uncle said he would come too."
Simiao smiled slightly. This genius son could read minds and become smarter as he grew older. He bent down and placed the chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone. After 20 years, she could face her mother's tombstone with a little calmness, "Mom, I am
Simiao, I brought your grandson back to see you."
"You are indeed not dead!" The evil and deep voice suddenly sounded, making Simiao and Tongtong startled at the same time. They turned to look, and the sunset had lengthened his figure. He was wearing a black suit and was cold and evil, still like Satan.
She was charming and handsome, but there was a bit of melancholy between her brows. It was none other than Ouyang Ji who had been guarding the cemetery for a whole day.
Looking at the stunned Simiao, at this moment, Ouyang Ji cried, crying excitedly. When Simiao passed away, he did not cry because he did not believe that Simiao passed away. He treated his illness as a recovery
When he could get out of bed, he knew that Han Xue and Tai Junxi had finished taking care of Simiao's 'future affairs', but he still didn't believe that his stupid woman would die and leave the little guy to become a fatherless and motherless man.
The distressed orphan evoked a bitter arc, "Stupid woman, you lied to me, and it was so painful to lie to me."
"Uncle Ouyang" he called kindly with a smile on his handsome face...
Tongtong was coaxed by Ouyang Ji and insisted on returning to Ouzhai for a few days. No matter what Simiao said, Tongtong followed Ouyang Ji back to Ouzhai. This made Simiao very angry and she didn't want to go back to Ouzhai.
She has something to do with Ouyang Ji, but what Simiao doesn't know is that it's not Ouyang Ji's coaxing that makes Tongtong want to return to Ouyang's house, but Tongtong can't let go of Ouyang Ji, who has a very special feeling for him.
emotion!
The night was very quiet. After Tongtong went to bed, Simiao walked alone in the corridor. She discovered that the Ou residence, which she had not been to for three years, had been renovated. From the color of each room to the layout, it seemed that it was completely
A new villa.
"Since you left, this place has been renovated because I want you to come back and look at the brand new Ou House and not be able to remember those painful memories." At some point, Ouyang Ji, who was standing not far from Simiao, said in a low voice
Said bewitchingly.
Simiao slowly raised his head and looked at Ouyang Ji, and said with a smile, "Let the past be in the past. For me, everything has been relieved." The ringtone on the phone suddenly rang, thinking, "You no longer have any doubts about my love."
/Let time fly by/My love will never grow old...'
"Are you really relieved?" Ouyang Ji asked in a loud voice, walking to Simiao's side, staring at Simiao with a pair of eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, "Then why do you still use this song on the Seine River in Paris?"
The music I played for you on your birthday? Don’t lie to yourself anymore. There are already traces of me in your heart. We have experienced so much and it’s enough.”
Simiao was startled, yes, she had gone through a lot, and the loss of her two children had become a difficult obstacle in her heart. She lowered her eyelids and no longer saw Ouyang Ji, and said softly, "You are overthinking. The ringtone on your phone was set by Tongtong.
Also, I have to answer the phone." She walked away from Ouyang Ji quickly. She would be nervous when he was by her side. Ouyang Ji's injured voice came from behind, "Stupid woman, when will you dare to face reality?".
The sun was shining brightly all over the guest room, and Simiao couldn't sleep well all night, so now she got up early and wanted to go for a walk as a habit. As soon as she walked to the living room, she saw Emma Ma, which surprised her.
What’s more, Emmasha is sitting in a wheelchair, and the person pushing the cart behind her is Wang Ma.
"Wang Ma, what's going on?" Simiao asked curiously. Wang Ma looked at Simiao with kind eyes and said warmly, "Madam, she owed a huge debt due to gambling and did not notify the young master in time, so she was interrupted.
legs".
Broken legs?! Simiao looked at Emmasa with sympathy in her bright eyes, and asked kindly, "Didn't you go to another hospital for treatment?", but she heard that Emmasa was not only unappreciative.
, but instead shouted angrily in a low voice, "There's no need for you to pretend to pity me. I treated you like that before, but you can't say how happy you are now."
"I didn't," Simiao said seriously, twisting her eyebrows. Seeing Emmasa's cunning and unbelieving look, Simiao was displeased. "Believe it or not," he said and walked out the door...
Greece. Feng Jicheng's melancholy figure was walking alone on the shore of the Aegean Sea. The Aegean Sea contained the best and worst memories of him and Simiao. His mobile phone, which was set to vibrate, was buzzing in his trouser pocket. He glanced at the incoming call.
Showed a special number, and the person answered and asked, "How is it? Have you found out what happened back then?"
"Finally, it was found out that the Kelis Hotel where 18-year-old Miss Zhen went had 563 people staying on the same day, 309 of whom were men. According to the investigation, a waiter saw Miss Zhen being raped by a thieves that night.
The man with the evil eyes drugged the wine and sent him to a private room, but he seemed to have gone to the wrong room. Within a few minutes, another handsome man walked into the room, and the man with the evil eyebrows escaped quietly.
Come out".
Feng Jicheng frowned, obviously impatient, and said coldly, "Just tell me who that man is!".
"Yes, according to the investigation, that man is Ouyang Ji, CEO of Ouyang Chaebol International Group."