Yang Mufan's thin lips with cold lines were slightly raised at both ends. He was obviously smiling, but that look was more... heart-wrenching than crying.
He whispered softly: "Mom, I finally fulfilled your wish and sent you back to the Yang family and to your father. Are you... happy today?!"
In heaven, have you met your father or reunited?
There, there will be no more obstacles, no more bad guys, and you can finally be together unscrupulously and vigorously.
As he spoke, Yang Mufan suddenly changed his posture, took out a very narrow box about ten centimeters long from his suit pocket close to his heart, and then opened it cautiously.
An extremely beautifully bloomed champagne rose lay quietly in the box.
Admiration Fan's slender fingers with sharp bones picked up the roses and placed them in front of his grave. A faint smile appeared on his brows. He smiled and said: "Mom, I'll give this to you!!"
Champagne rose was Zhuang Jin's favorite during her lifetime, and it was the flower that she and Yang Muhao had their love for.
In his memory, Zhuang Jin's room was filled with champagne roses all year round. She said that she not only liked the way the champagne roses bloomed, but also liked its taste.
She said that it was the taste of happiness and love, togetherness and eternity.
…
Not far away, a limited edition Rolls-Royce stopped slowly.
The black windshield slowly lowered, revealing an extremely cold and handsome face.
The man sitting in the passenger seat turned his head slightly, looked respectfully at the man sitting lazily and comfortably drinking red wine in the back compartment with his legs crossed, and asked in a low voice: "Boss, are you going to do anything today?!"
The man, dressed in cold and intimidating black clothes, gently shook the red wine in his hand. With his narrow and dark eyes like an eagle, he stared straight at the man and woman who looked a little blurry in the misty rain.
.
He raised his lips in a playful and arrogant manner, and said leisurely: "If you don't take action, will you wait until Yang Mufan finds out and come and kill me?! Ha~, after three years of recuperating, it's really time for me to take action.
Already."
…
The rain is getting heavier.
The wind howled and the rain poured down.
Mu Wanqing's thin body was unstable in the heavy rain, as if a slightly stronger wind could knock her over.
However, from the beginning to the end, she stubbornly held up the umbrella for Yang Mufan with all her strength, without any intention of letting go or giving up.
Yang Mufan inadvertently turned his head and glanced slightly, but at that moment, his heart suddenly trembled and his breath froze.
He stared at her, feeling a little absent-minded for no reason. Finally, he suddenly took back his hand to take the necklace hanging around his neck.
Standing up suddenly, Yang Mufan was silent for a long time, and then whispered: "Let's go."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the car parked not far away.
Mu Wanqing saw it and quickly followed.
However, the storm was so severe and fierce that the umbrella almost flew away.
Yang Mufan walked for a long distance and felt that the woman behind him hadn't followed yet. He couldn't help but frown. He turned around and wanted to yell at her: "Mu Wanqing, are you a turtle or a snail?! Walking so slowly, you are behind me.
Are you eating shit?!"
However, the moment he turned back, he saw: Mu Wanqing was carrying an umbrella, swaying and moving forward with difficulty.
