The lady in Lieyan's mouth was naturally referring to Su Ying's mother.
Hearing this, Su Ying's eyes darkened.
After so many years in City A, she had never returned to the capital before, let alone paid homage to her mother.
This undoubtedly brought up something sad for her.
Sometimes, some people don’t go to worship, not because they are indifferent, but because they don’t want to touch and remember.[
So, after a long while, she said softly, "Oh, it's still early, and there's nothing to do anyway, so let's go take a look. But, do you know where my mother's tomb is?"
"I know." Lieyan immediately drove towards his destination.
When passing by a flower shop, Su Ying asked to stop and buy a bouquet of white chrysanthemums.
Ten minutes later, they arrived at the quiet cemetery.
It started to rain lightly.
Lieyan held up an umbrella to protect Su Ying from the rain.
Step by step, step by step.
People, standing in the misty rain, become more and more confused.
Unexpectedly, Su Ying's mood gradually calmed down, and suddenly, she stopped!
"Yan, I suddenly don't want to go."
"Why?"
"Mom may not want to see me. I haven't avenged her yet, nor have I done anything for her..." The drooped eyelids were dim. She turned around slowly and walked back. However, she just took two steps.
Stepping forward, her right wrist was held by Lieyan suddenly! The force was not strong, but it just controlled her without hurting her.
"Miss, Madam has always been a gentle and kind woman."
"..."
Lieyan didn't say much, just one sentence, but it highlighted Su Ying's scruples and doubts.
At this time, Su Ying slowly opened her eyes.
Really, very slowly.
In that indifferent gaze, there was scrutiny and a bit of sharpness, and he asked in a low voice: "Lieyyan, tell me, what's the purpose?"