After the divorce, the three gangsters doted on me

After sending everyone away, Qiao Anhao returned to the room.

She locked herself in the room alone, looked at the scene in front of her, and felt that everything was really familiar, yet so strange.

When she came to this villa, it was always when grandma was there.

Although the display has not changed much from before, there is one person missing, as if a lot of things are missing, and there is a sense of strangeness.

Qiao Anhao sat slumped, and after about half an hour, she turned around and called out to the door, "Uncle."

The housekeeper didn't come in, but an aunt.

Qiao Anhao raised her head and asked, "Where's Uncle Li?"

"Miss, the housekeeper got sick because he took care of Mrs. Hong's funeral in the rain, and he is still lying on the bed."

Qiao Anhao stood up immediately after hearing the words: "Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?"

"The housekeeper won't let me tell you."

Qiao Anhao hurriedly walked outside the door of the housekeeper's room, and sighed when she saw the housekeeper who seemed to have aged ten years overnight.

She walked in, full of guilt: "Uncle Li, you have worked hard."

The housekeeper shook his head, sat up slowly, and leaned against the bed: "Miss, I have taken care of Mrs. Hong for half my life, so I should see her off for the last time. It's not hard work."

Qiao Anhao nodded: "Thank you for taking care of my grandma during this time. Without you, I really don't know what I would do."

After thinking for a while, he continued: "Uncle, my grandma is gone, you don't need to take care of her anymore, what are your plans? You are tired after being with grandma for so long, if you want to rest, I will ask Rong Yu to arrange it. "

The housekeeper shook his head: "I'm just sick, I haven't aged to that level yet, now Mrs. Hong is gone, but I can take care of you, miss, you can take me as something that Mrs. Hong left for you."

Qiao Anhao hurriedly said to him: "Uncle, don't talk about yourself like that. If you want to follow me, of course I'm very happy. I'm afraid I'll tire you."

"I'll be fine after I rest. I won't be tired from this job." Seeing that Qiao Anhao didn't intend to drive him away, the housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief.

He has been by Wu Yunzhi's side for decades, and now that Wu Yunzhi is gone, he really can't think of any other place to go, except for Qiao Anhao.

"By the way, this is the house left to you by Mrs. Hong. Let's see how to deal with it."

The housekeeper got up slowly, opened the drawer next to it, and took out a real estate certificate inside: "Madam has already transferred the ownership of the house to you before she passed away. If you don't want it, you can sell it."

Qiao Anhao shook her head: "Not for sale."

She looked around, saw the familiar scene around her, took a deep breath, and said to the housekeeper, "There are memories of grandma in this house, how could it be sold just like that?"

The decoration style of the room was determined by grandma, and it was grandma who designed the villa like this by herself, and it was grandma's hard work.

After thinking for a while, Qiao Anhao said to the housekeeper, "Uncle, I sold my own house, let's move in."

The housekeeper was a little embarrassed: "Is this... okay? Miss, aren't you going to marry Mr. Fu soon? Doesn't Mr. Fu live with you?"

Fu Yanmo can't remember their current home, so it's the same for Fu Yanmo wherever they live.

"Don't worry about him." After Qiao Anhao finished speaking, she picked up the photo of grandma next to her, and touched her face on the photo with her hand: "Grandma has been alone for so long, I want to be here with grandma."

"also."

The housekeeper coughed twice, and then realized that he had a cold, so he hurriedly said to Qiao Anhao, "Miss, get out, I'm afraid I'll infect you."

Seeing that Uncle Li wanted to go by himself, Qiao Anhao no longer refused, stood up and said to him, "Then, Uncle, you should have a good rest first, I'll go first."

"it is good."

After leaving Uncle Li's room, Qiao Anhao walked to the door, thought for a while, called Fu Yanmo, and told Fu Yanmo that she was going to live in grandma's villa.

Fu Yanmo had no objection at all, and nodded to Qiao Anhao: "Okay."

That night, Qiao Anhao asked someone to move her things here, and Fu Yanmo also moved all her things here.

By the time everything was done, it was early morning.

Qiao Anhao lay on the bed for a while, but every time she closed her eyes, she would think of her grandma.

She didn't sleep at all, got up and sat on the balcony on the second floor to enjoy the wind.

The night wind blew her hair, which woke her up a bit.

In his consciousness, it became clearer that his grandmother had passed away, and the forcibly suppressed sadness filled his heart again. Qiao Anhao sighed, and slowly knelt down covering his face.

As soon as she squatted on the ground, she was hugged by Fu Yanmo behind her.

"Well, I'm here."

Fu Yanmo kissed Qiao Anhao's hair.

Fu Yanmo found that although he couldn't remember many things, as long as he saw the sad Qiao Anhao, he couldn't stop feeling distressed.

Maybe, even if true love completely forgets everything, the body will remind him of the existence of love.

It's okay not to hug, but Qiao Anhao was made even more uncomfortable by this hug.

She pursed her lips, and the tip of her nose couldn't stop feeling uncomfortable: "Yan Mo, grandma is gone, and she will never come back."

"Well, your grandma may think that your mother is too lonely in the sky, so go and accompany her." Fu Yanmo gently stroked her face and wiped away her tears: "Believe me, they are all here The sky is watching you, they will always be with you."

Qiao Anhao is a staunch atheist, and now she can't help but hope that grandma is really watching her from the sky.

She stood up, wiped away her tears, and said firmly to Fu Yanmo: "Fu Yanmo, you are right, grandma is still stopping me in the sky, I can't be too sad, we have cried enough, let's go to sleep."

Fu Yanmo was frightened by her self-healing ability, and also stood up: "Anhao, are you sure you're okay?"

Qiao Anhao nodded: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"It's fine." Fu Yanmo hugged her arm and carried her back to the room.

The next morning, after waking up early, Qiao Anhao hurried to Uncle Li's room.

Before he reached the door, he saw Uncle Li coming out of the house in a suit and leather shoes.

"Uncle Li, how is your health? Are you all right?"

The butler shook his head: "It's okay."

During this period of time, Wu Yunzhi fell ill, and he was so busy, coupled with the fact that he had been worrying about Wu Yunzhi's illness, that he finally fell ill after being exhausted physically and mentally.

But after Wu Yunzhi's death, he had much less to worry about, and after getting sick, he looked even more radiant.

Qiao Anhao looked at the housekeeper and thought: The housekeeper knows how to lean forward, so she can't get too immersed in it.

"It's fine."

"By the way, miss." The housekeeper took out a document: "I just went to see you, and the wedding will be held in three days. I have already arranged for miss."

Qiao Anhao nodded: "I see."

Grandma cared so much about her, she would definitely see her wedding, and she wanted to let grandma see that she was the happiest person in the world.