"Director Qian, don't you also want everyone to get a better platform? At present, Fengguang Media is the best. After we terminate the contract, we will give Fengguang a try, okay?"
Ye Ranran ignored Xiao Sichen's awkwardness and told Qian Duoduo excitedly.
However, Qian Duoduo's expression was unusually tense, and she glanced at a certain ice sculpture from the corner of her eye.
At this moment, this ice sculpture is so terrifying that it can kill people.
"Master, you have a phone..."
A strange cell phone ringtone rang suddenly, saving Qian Duoduo from this terrible atmosphere.
She raised her phone, glanced at the number, and said hastily: "Ranran, my old man has urged me to go back. You and Mr. Xiao should talk first."
After saying that, before Ye Ranran could reply, Qian Duoduo had already wiped the soles of his feet and was gone...
The study fell into silence for an instant.
Ye Ranran lowered her head and looked at the documents in her hand absently.
"Ahem... Xiao Sichen, I have to go out in a moment." Ye Ranran suddenly remembered the matter of sweeping the grave and immediately raised her head.
"Where to go?" Xiao Sichen asked with a cold face.
Today he would definitely not let Ye Ranran go out alone.
"Uh... I'm going to visit my mother's grave, and I need to take Xingchen and the others with me. Well... can you lend me a business car? After all, I have many children, and an ordinary car can't fit in them, hahaha..."
Ye Ranran scratched her head and tried her best to keep smiling.
Xiao Sichen's face was still as cold as ice, but his tone was not as bad as before, "I'll go with you."
"Ah?" Ye Ranran was stunned for a moment, then muttered in a low voice: "No need, we are not at that level yet... you can accompany me to visit the grave..."
"Our relationship is not that good, but you won't take Yaoyao and Ziqian with you? Yaoyao's health is not good and there is an emergency. How can you take care of them at the same time?" Xiao Sichen looked calm and to the point.
When Ye Ranran heard this, she immediately thought of what little Loli said last night about feeling uncomfortable.
Today she not only has to sweep the graves, but also has Master Wuwu perform rituals. It is really impossible for one person to take care of these children.
"Okay..." Ye Ranran finally nodded.
Finally, after lunch, Ye Ranran took the children, Xiao Sichen, Gu Beiming and Xiao Mochi into the black business car.
Ye Ranran even said that she did not want Xiao Mochi and Gu Beiming to go.
But the two people insisted on following, saying that Xiao Sichen took care of the children, and they took care of Xiao Sichen.
Ye Ranran was also speechless.
When we arrived at the entrance of the cemetery, we saw several official cars parked there.
Cemetery staff in black suits were busy coming and going, some holding umbrellas and some holding urns, as if there was some big problem here.
Ye Ranran observed for a while, walking around the ground before finding the person in charge of the cemetery, "Sir, what happened here?"
"Oh, many cemeteries in area a have been damaged by people. We are dealing with them. Are you here to sweep the tombs? Which area are you in?
If it's Area A, go check it quickly and see if the urn is damaged." The person in charge answered.
Ye Ranran's face suddenly darkened, she nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go right away."
So, Ye Ranran came over and said to Ye Xingchen: "There is a problem at the cemetery. Area A is in chaos right now. You and your brothers and sisters will wait for me, okay?"
Ye Xingchen's face was full of seriousness, and he hugged her waist, "Mommy, remember you have us."
No matter what problem arises, their brothers can solve it for her.
Ye Ranran leaned over and kissed her eldest son's little face, "Okay, Mommy knows. You must be good."
After saying that, she turned to leave, but Xiao Sichen came over and held her wrist, "I'll accompany you."
Ye Ranran shook her head and looked at the little Loli, "Yao Yao needs you."
"Mommy, I'm going to follow my brothers. It doesn't matter. Let Dad go with you, he can protect you." Little Loli came over, held Ye Ranran's hand, and shook it gently.
Ye Ranran opened her mouth, but before she could say no, the seven babies looked at her at the same time.
They blinked at me innocently, then opened their little mouths and said in unison: "Let Daddy (Uncle Xiao) protect you."
In the end, Ye Ranran had no choice but to tell Xiao Sichen: "Since the children asked for it, please accompany me in and take a look."
Xiao Sichen's eyes flashed with a dark light, and he nodded: "No trouble."
Cemetery area a.
The stone tablets were tilted this way and that, and many of them were broken into several pieces.
The chrysanthemums enshrined in front of the tomb were trampled to pieces, telling everyone how hateful the perpetrators were.
Ye Ranran felt restless, surrounded by the sounds of discussions among the cemetery staff.
"Who is so wicked that the dead will not be in peace!"
"Dozens of tombstones were destroyed as soon as they were told to be destroyed. Is it really because there is no surveillance here that you can do whatever you want?"
"Now I hope the urn has not been taken away..."
Hearing these people's words, Ye Ranran became more and more panicked and uneasy. She even walked around for several times but still couldn't find her mother's tombstone.
"Here, what's going on with the urn on this tombstone? It's gone!" A man shouted in shock, then swore and called his colleagues over.
Ye Ranran raised her head following the sound, and when she saw the position of the staff, her pupils suddenly tightened.
The image of her mother's tombstone circled in her mind, gradually tightening her nerves into threads.
Her palms were so nervous that they were covered in cold sweat, and even her breathing became irregular.
Xiao Sichen had been standing behind her. Seeing her shoulders shaking slightly, his eyes darkened, he immediately came up, held her hand, and whispered: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Ye Ranran didn't answer. She gritted her teeth tightly, took a deep breath, held it in her chest without spitting it out, then closed her eyes and finally took steps.
"Let me go, an urn has been stolen here. The person who did this is not afraid of retribution." The staff shouted again.
Ye Ranran suppressed the tension in her heart, squeezed Xiao Sichen's hand hard, exhaled, and strode towards the direction in her memory.
"Miss, are you Ms. Su Qinghua's family?" The staff at the tombstone saw Ye Ranran and asked quickly.
Ye Ranran nodded, "Excuse me, are my mother's tombstone and urn intact?"
The staff did not dare to look up and took a few steps back, intending to let Ye Ranran see for herself.
Ye Ranran took two steps forward with an expression on her face.
When she saw that the tombstone was not damaged and her mother's photo was still on it, her heart dropped a little.
However, when she continued to walk forward and saw the pushed away stone slab, her heart lifted again.
"Miss, I'm sorry to inform you that the ashes here, like those tombstones, are all missing..." The staff member considered the words and spoke carefully.
At this moment, Ye Ranran's eyes turned red. She gritted her teeth, let go of Xiao Sichen, and stepped over.
Next to the small tombstone, there is a black card.
There is silver writing on it.
A passage in French:
[God said it should be destroyed, so here I am, kid, do you want your ashes back? Come to hell and beg me!]
[The author has something to say]
Ye Ranran: My mother’s ashes were stolen!
Mao Xixi: Sorry, this plot made you sad.
Ye Ranran: Then...who stole it?
Mao Xixi: So what...let readers take a guess?
The ashes will involve an old incident, so everyone continues to read.