【Tomorrow I will return to the Imperial City to participate in ancestor worship.】
【I want to take you with me to worship our ancestors, but actually I want to see you even more.】
【Is it inconvenient?】
Lan Jiao's eyes dimmed.
She and Bo Xilang hadn't seen each other for a long time. It was time for him to meet up when he came to the Imperial City.
But she has promised Bo Zhanye to help deal with the media.
[I will also go to Bo’s house tomorrow, as Xixi, to accompany Jiuye in acting. If I have time, we should be able to meet. 】
Bo Xilang was slightly emotional: [My wife accompanies Uncle Jiu to worship his ancestors, what should I do?]
Lanjiao: "..."
【Cold salad.】
Bo Xilang looked at the word "Jian" with helplessness and doting.
Ever since she was with her, she had always been interested in doing good deeds and making up for her past mistakes, and she didn't care much about his personal feelings.
Even though he complains that she neglects him as a husband, she just apologizes and goes on...
any idea?
Now that I have chosen, I will accept this road of redemption with her.
...
the next day.
The Bo family's ancestor worship ceremony was as grand as ever. From relatives to relatives, old to young, all the Bo family members were present to participate.
Not only were there a lot of incense and candles at the scene, but there were also people maintaining order, making it a rigorous and solemn event.
Bo Zhanye was dressed in a black suit, even his tie was black, tied meticulously, and his whole body exuded the indifference and nobility of keeping away from strangers.
During the three-hour ceremony, many people were eager to take the opportunity to have a relationship, but no one dared to step forward.
Bo Zhanye didn't give them a chance. After completing the ancestor worship ceremony, he abandoned the noise and everyone and took Lan Jiao and Bo Xilang alone to Yun Anxian's tomb.
Lan Jiao has not really come here yet, and now she takes the initiative to kneel in front of the tomb:
"Grandma, I'm sorry, I just came to see you now, and I need to apologize to you for the past.
I used to be obsessed with Xixi, pretending to be your rescuer, and defrauding you of your marriage and your trust.
sorry.
My sister Xixi is the good girl who will save you. If you have a soul in heaven, please bless Xixi and let her wake up early and be healthy and worry-free."
Bo Xilang held her shoulders and comforted her silently, then knelt in front of the grave: "Grandma, Jiaojiao and I are together. We are in love with each other.
Also, Uncle Jiu and I are living in peace now. There are no overt or covert fights or plots. You don’t have to worry.
In addition, Xixi is really a good girl, I hope you will protect her."
This may be the saddest parent in the empire for thousands of years. After death, he lies in a tomb and is asked to protect his children and grandchildren.
But this was not reflected in Bo Zhanye.
He stepped forward in a low-key manner, quietly offered incense, kowtowed, and simply said: "I'm fine. I can handle everything well and take good care of myself and the Bo family."
Mature people never report their worries to their elders, nor do they ask the deceased for blessings.
Lan Jiao and Bo Xilang felt sorry for Bo Zhanye because he always shouldered everything alone.
They wanted to say something, but their eyes suddenly sank, and then they fainted!
Bo Zhanye frowned and immediately stepped forward to check: "Lan Jiao? Bo Xilang?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a tall man suddenly appeared:
"Tsk tsk, who is the name of our superior Jiu Ye?"
"Lan Jiao? Isn't Lan Jiao dead?"
"Friends, take a good look at Master Jiu's true face today!"
"I also want to accuse Master Jiu of three major crimes!"
It turns out that the man is still holding a live broadcast device in his hand!