In the afternoon, Shen Mingzhu slept with the two little fishes.
Weng Qiange took Feng Xiaoxiao and talked outside.
"Xiaoxiao, after all these years, have you ever thought about returning to Haicheng?" Weng Qiange was cautious when he asked.
Because I know that Haicheng has painful memories for Feng Xiaoxiao.
Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment and twitched his lips, "What are you doing back to Haicheng? I have nothing to worry about there."
"So, where is your mother?"
Weng Qiange paused, "You haven't gone back to pay homage to your mother in many years, right?"
Hearing this, Feng Xiaoxiao's expression changed slightly and sighed, "Yes... it's my fault. I haven't been there for a long time."
"That……"
Weng Qiange held Feng Xiaoxiao's hand and found that her hands were cold.
"This time, come back with me."
Feng Xiaoxiao hesitated, "I..."
It's not that she doesn't want to go back, it's just that she doesn't want to go back and face her "family."
"There's something I just heard about." Weng Qiange frowned, hesitated for a long time, and then said it.
"Your mother's land will be expropriated for development... Recently, your father has been busy moving your mother's grave..."
"What?"
Feng Xiaoxiao stood up abruptly, her eyes suddenly turning red.
"Is there such a thing?"
"Yeah." Weng Qiange nodded, she had already expected Feng Xiaoxiao's reaction.
"But……"
Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't accept it for a while, "My mother's cemetery, that hilltop, is our family's property."
"yes……"
Weng Qiange nodded, "I don't know the specifics. Do you want to go back? No matter what happens, your mother has to move her grave, so you should go back."
When something like this happened, how could Feng Xiaoxiao not go back?
But, are we finally facing it?
"Xiao Xiao..." Weng Qiange held her hand tightly, "I will accompany you."
"Yeah." Feng Xiaoxiao nodded.
She hadn't set off yet, but she was already nervous.
Back in Jinyuan, Feng Xiaoxiao called Nie Zheng, but his cell phone was turned off.
Thinking of situations like this in the past, Nie Zheng was probably on a business trip.
If he is in a meeting, he will not answer the call at most and will not turn off the phone.
What to do? She doesn't have much time.
At that moment, Feng Xiaoxiao made a decision to go back to Haicheng first, and then contact Nie Zheng when he got there.
Weng Qiange booked the air ticket for her. Weng Qiange was going back for a meeting, and she happened to be with Feng Xiaoxiao.
After getting on the plane, Feng Xiaoxiao became more and more nervous.
People who have never suffered from airsickness felt uncomfortable this time.
Weng Qiange sighed softly and asked for some motion sickness medicine for her, "Xiaoxiao, take the medicine and get some sleep."
"Um."
Feng Xiaoxiao nodded, his expression still ugly.
Weng Qiange frowned, not knowing how to explain her. Maybe, this was impossible to explain.
When something like that happened to the most popular socialite in Haicheng back then... who could it have been if it had been her?
Speaking of which, Xiaoxiao is already strong enough.
After taking the medicine, Feng Xiaoxiao lay down. Weng Qiange brought a blanket and covered her with it.
"Qiange." Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly held Weng Qiange's hand.
"Huh?" Weng Qiange felt that she was shaking. Did Xiaoxiao think of the nightmare four years ago?
Haicheng is a place where nightmares happen.
Feng Xiaoxiao said softly.
"If, let me know who that man is...I, I..."
She couldn't speak any more.
She hated it! She wished she could find that man out and cut him into pieces!
Weng Qiange frowned and patted her shoulder gently, "I know, I know... close your eyes, okay?"
Feng Xiaoxiao closed her eyes and slowly calmed down.
Why.
Weng Qiange sighed, four years have passed, can that man still be found? If he is really found, will it be good or bad for Xiaoxiao?