Mojiu and Laisi never understood it. This woman kept shouting for revenge crazily, but relented at the last moment.
But no matter what the reason is, Mojiu has no intention of pursuing it.
She is dead, and death is a big deal.
None of them deserve to see a dead person.
I bowed respectfully to her grave, which was considered the end of today's ceremony.
The two stood in front of Mo Jiayi, chatting.
Les pretended not to have any objections and asked: "I read the newspaper yesterday, he is getting married?"
Mo Jiu grinned: "You have long said that they will get married, and now you are right."
Speaking of this, I remembered the second time the two met. Rice said at that time that if he got married, he would take her away. She didn't make that bet, but things seemed to be determined by fate.
Rice's face softened slightly, as if he was also thinking about meeting her for the second time, and shrugged his shoulders, "You haven't been in love for so many years, do you still have feelings for him?"
Mo Jiu smiled slightly, with a bitterness in his smile, "Dad, you worry too much. I'm living a good life now."
Going to see Long Qingtian might expose Les, and Mojiu didn't want Les to be in danger.
She also didn't want Long Qingtian to give up his revenge for killing his father because of her.
Laisi's eyes darkened, and he came over and patted Mo Jiu on the shoulder, "Xiao Jiu, wait a little longer, wait a little longer."
Every year on the death anniversary, they would always discuss this issue, and every year, Les would always tell her to wait, but for what exactly, Mojiu didn't know.
Les didn't intend to go into details.
Mo Jiu felt that Les was very mysterious, having been in country F for so long.
She understands everything Les manages.
Rice runs underground casinos and has blatantly opened many companies in country F. Even the government departments are very polite to him.
Rice was involved in the arms trade, but no one could arrest him without evidence.
And his company is already on track.
Moreover, Mojiu discovered that Les never sold drugs. Drug trafficking is the most profitable industry in the underworld, but he never interfered. Moreover, if anyone sold drugs within his jurisdiction, he would not be lenient.
But Les is still mysterious. Mo Jiu is now involved in these industries, but Les disappears every few days. What exactly he does, Mo Jiu doesn't know.
The two returned to the villa.
Les went to the study, picked up his mobile phone and made a call, "How is it? Have you found Brother Ying?"
"Master, he is still hiding in 3K and cannot come out."
"He's coming out soon. The woman he loves the most is getting married soon. He can't just sit back and ignore it." When Les said this, a hint of ridicule flashed at the corner of his mouth.
Is this also the reason why Long Qingtian chose to announce the wedding with great fanfare?
"Master, what should we do?"
"The Chinese special forces want his life. I wanted him before, but now, I want you to go to China to arrange things. I want his people alive."
"……yes!"
Even though the task was so difficult, the person opposite never refused.
After hanging up the phone, Les sighed deeply. What happened back then has long been unclear. Brother Ying is a tough guy. No one can force him to tell the truth, but he... can only fight.
I used to think that as long as my daughter was happy and her life was happy, the truth didn't matter. But for the past five years, Les has been looking for evidence to prove the truth.
It's just...very difficult.
Everyone who knew about that matter has long since died, and only Brother Ying is left.
Rice felt that it was a bit difficult to get a living person from Long Qingtian's subordinates.
At this moment, there was sudden chaos outside.
When Les opened the study door, he heard servants running around: "The little lady is missing!"
