"Earl Harris, thank you for taking care of Xia Xia these days. I originally wanted to go to London to pick her up tomorrow, but I didn't expect you to bring her back. In this case, we can't bother you anymore." Shen Qingqing smiled. He said with a distant tone.
"Qingqing, I want to go see your mother. Please come with me. Has she seen Xia Xia? It's time to take the children to meet her grandmother."
As soon as Harris finished speaking, he walked over and picked up Shen Shengxia from Shen Qingqing's arms, without giving Shen Qingqing a chance to refuse.
Shen Qingqing had no choice but to follow Harris to Shen Suxin's grave.
When she came to Shen Suxin's cemetery again, Shen Qingqing did not expect that Shen Suxin's tombstone had been replaced.
She didn't need to think about it to know who it was, but his movements were really fast, so fast that she didn't even know when it happened, and the tombstone had already been changed.
Now if I ask him why he did that, is it too pretentious?
They have already been replaced, and there is no point in pursuing these matters anymore!
The tombstone still has the yellowed photo, but the tombstone is brand new. The gold letters on it have been repainted, and it reads smoothly: The tomb of my beloved wife Shen Suxin, and the dates of Shen Suxin's birth and death are written on the back.
The last small text was engraved by Harris himself: MyHeartWillGoOn.
A sarcastic smile appeared on Shen Qingqing's lips. This man gave her mother the heaviest blow when she was most sad. Her mother was so desperate that a man like Xu Yiwei took advantage of her and had to marry him.
Finally died in depression.
Now he comes here to pretend to be affectionate, which is actually a bit ridiculous.
"Mom, this tomb was not the one we came to see last time. It clearly belonged to an old man. Who is this beautiful woman?" Shen Shengxia weakly pulled down the corner of Shen Qingqing's clothes and asked timidly.
Shen Qingqing squatted down, looked at Shen Shengxia and said softly, "Xia Xia, this is grandma. The last time I took Xia Xia to see her was your great-grandfather. Xia Xia, go and bow to grandma."
Shen Shengxia walked to the tombstone obediently, bowed three times to it, then returned to Shen Qingqing and asked, "But, Grandpa Harris told me yesterday that the owner of this tombstone is his wife, then Harris Grandpa is Shen Shengxia's grandfather? Is he mom's dad? "
Shen Qingqing was speechless for a moment, and glanced at Harris beside her from the corner of her eye.
And Harris' eyes fell on Shen Qingqing with a bit of expectation.
After a period of silence, Shen Qingqing gently stroked Sheng Xia's head and said softly, "Xia Xia is still young. Mom will tell you when you grow up."
"Yeah." Shen Shengxia nodded as if she understood.
On the side, Harris sighed in despair.
Even though his daughter was right in front of him, she was like a stranger to him and refused to even call him daddy.
Is this God's punishment for him?
Punish him for letting Su Su down.
"Actually, you don't need to do this. My mother doesn't need it anymore." Shen Qingqing stood in the wind with her thin body, her expression indifferent.
Harris looked sideways at Shen Qingqing. At that moment, he vaguely thought he saw Shen Suxin.
She and Su Xin are really similar.
Everyone is dead, are you doing these things now to impress others?
Then Shen Qingqing really didn't feel it.
When his mother was alive, he couldn't give her the best. Now that everyone is dead, even if he gives her the whole world, so what?