Wrong Marriage and Shocking Marriage: President Please Restrain

He knelt down in front of Li Sufang's tomb. A 50-[-]-year-old man was crying bitterly, "Sufang... Sufang..., I'm sorry for you, I betrayed you, and the heinous villain hasn't left yet. Go first? You don't hate me, don't you blame me? Why don't you watch me suffer the consequences and go after retribution? You just leave, are you at ease? Don't you have any regrets? Sufang, I haven't paid off what I owe you, why did you leave? You left first, how can I live with peace of mind? Sufang... Sufang..."

He, a big man, was crying so sadly, and his words were hoarse and grief-stricken, which shocked everyone present, including Li Xiaoman, Li Wenbo, and Li Zhenhua.

Li Zhenhua's eyes have been red, swollen and moist ever since he learned of Li Sufang's death.

Li Sufang is only two years older than him, but this sister takes care of him like a mother.

Because of his failure to live up to expectations and his gambling, the money earned by his sister from working hard at several jobs is not only used to maintain her and Manman's living expenses, but also to be used by him to help him pay off his debts.

After he was chased for debts and was not beaten all over his body, she would scold him heartbroken for not being up to date, saying that he would leave him alone next time, but every time she said this, she would take care of him tirelessly every time, thinking Way to earn money to cure him.

He was too disappointing, which caused his sister to worry a lot and worry a lot.

She had suffered and been tired for most of her life, and when she was about to enjoy the blessings, she left like this. Why didn't this make him sad?

The most sorry person in his life is his sister.

Suddenly, he also knelt down, and his much older face was covered with tears of grief, regret and guilt, and cried, "Sister... I'm sorry, my younger brother didn't live up to you, and made you suffer for the rest of your life... I'm sorry."

Li Wenbojun, whose eyes were moist, also had a sad expression on his face. Seeing Li Zhenhua kneeling on the ground and crying, he called out in a sad tone, "Dad..."

He wanted to persuade Li Zhenhua to mourn, but he couldn't bring himself to express his sorrow. He couldn't even express his sorrow. How could he persuade his father?

Li Sufang was not only kind to his father, but also to Li Xiaoman. She took care of his nephew as if she was her own son.

When he was very young, his mother ran away with others because of his father's disappointment. It was his aunt who took care of him, loved him, and cared about him.

If it wasn't for her, he wouldn't even have the chance to go to school...

This aunt was his own mother in his heart, and now that she passed away for no apparent reason, why didn't he feel sad?

"Mom..." Li Xiaoman, who was being supported by him, was extremely pale, covered with tears of grief, a pair of clear eyes were red and swollen, and his pale and bloodless lips trembled because of the sadness in his heart, slender and small His body couldn't stop shaking.

From yesterday to today, her tears have never stopped, and she has already fainted from crying once, and now her body is much weaker, and she can only rely on Li Wenbo to support her weak body.

Seeing her crying, Li Wenbo was very sad, afraid that she would faint again like yesterday, so he comforted in a low voice: "Manman, don't be too sad, you are still pregnant with the child."

Long Sihao, who was standing not far away, saw her being supported by Li Wenbo, and wept unceasingly, his handsome face was also tinged with disappointment.

When she was saddest, the person who comforted her was not him, but another man, and his heart ached a little.

Although Li Wenbo is a relative in her heart, he knows that this man has no blood relationship with her, and he is still silently...

Ling Hanye, who was standing beside him, saw his sad and disappointed expression. He poked him with his elbow and said in a low voice, "Master Long, are you stupid? What are you doing standing here? Your woman is crying so sad , don’t you know how to comfort her in the past?”

Lori looked at Long Sihao, then frowned and looked at Ling Hanye, with a rare solemn tone, "Young Master Ling, you don't know, something happened to Miss Li, if Miss Li saw the president, she might cry It's even more sad for her, it's not the best thing for the president to go to comfort her now."

Ling Hanye slightly twitched the corner of his lower lip, "What kind of superior move? You thought it was a lottery! I said what's going on? Can you tell me? Why did Miss Li's mother suddenly die of illness? Recently What happened?"

Because he rarely got together with Long Sihao in recent days, he didn't know anything.

Luo Rui frowned and stared at Ling Hanye, and sighed softly, "Oh! Young Master Ling, Miss Li's mother's death has something to do with the president. Miss Li and the president have a little misunderstanding, do you understand?"

Hearing this, Ling Hanye stared at Long Sihao with narrowed brown eyes, "Oh! Young Master Long, it turns out that you and I are both degenerates in the world! Don't be sad, sometimes some misunderstandings are inevitable."

When he said the last sentence, his eyes dimmed, and a trace of disappointment flashed across the bottom of his brown eyes, and the previous evil expression on his handsome face was replaced by a touch of incomprehensible depth.

The sharp-eyed Lori saw Ling Hanye's expression suddenly darkened, his handsome eyes narrowed, and he asked curiously: "Young Master Ling, are you sure you're not broken in love?"

Ling Hanye hid the disappointment and gloom in his eyes, and a sinister smile appeared on his handsome face in an instant, with a playful voice, "Lorry, if you think too much, how could I fall in love? It's always been I dumped a woman, how could a woman dare to dump me? The last thing I need is a woman."

Seeing that he was still stubborn, Luo Rui raised his eyebrows, squinted his eyes and looked at him, "Yes, you are the prince of the Ling Group, Ling Hanye, the flirtatious and evil young man, who dares to dump you? Want to climb up on you?" There are so many women in bed, of course you have no shortage of women, so if you really fall out of love, it's okay, if you don't go to the old one, you won't get the new one."

Ling Hanye twitched the corner of his lower lip lightly, and the look of disappointment flashed in his brown eyes was even worse. He didn't lack other women, but he lacked that dead woman who was facing him.

The damned dead woman actually played disappearance for him, she had better pray to be found by him soon, otherwise, he would make her feel worse than death.

Li Sufang's ashes have been buried and sealed, and a stele has been erected, followed by a brief ceremony of presenting flower baskets by relatives and friends.

All the people present consciously placed flower baskets and wreaths in front of Li Sufang's tomb in order, and bowed their heads.

Huo Yehong was the oldest in seniority and age, so he was the first to lay a wreath. When he walked to Li Xiaoman's side, he said a few words to comfort her.

Later, some relatives and friends who were not very familiar with Li Xiaoman in the past also said something to her to mourn her.

She was still supported by Li Wenbo, and the tears in her swollen eyes never stopped.

Her dearest and dearest mother is gone, how can she mourn?

Huo Yunchen was holding a large bouquet of white chrysanthemums. Seeing Li Xiaoman crying so sadly, he lost a lot of weight, his little face was extremely pale, and his heart ached.

Walking in front of her, his handsome brows were tightly frowned, and his ink-like eyes stared at her with distress, the bottom of which was filled with deep affection, "Manman, death cannot be resurrected, my condolences."

He didn't expect that Li Sufang passed away suddenly, which made him, who was her son-in-law, very sad.

He didn't know much about Li Sufang, and he didn't have much contact with her.

A year ago, although he married Li Xiaoman, he did not accompany Li Xiaoman back to her natal home after marriage.

But when he was a child, he had been to Li Xiaoman's house a few times, and Li Sufang gave him the impression of a quiet woman who knew the general idea, was polite and respectful to others, but was taciturn.

Li Xiaoman will have an elegant and tough personality, which may have something to do with her education.

He frowned deeply, seeing that the person supporting her was not Long Sihao, but Li Wenbo, although he was a little puzzled, he didn't think much about it.

Since the last time he saw her at his and Charlene's wedding, he hadn't seen her until today.

Last time, her face was like a lotus, gorgeous and charming, and she was full of energy. Today's sad and lovable appearance really made him feel distressed, and he felt pity in his heart. He really wanted to pull him into his arms to love and comfort him, but for the time being I don't have the courage, and I don't have the qualifications.

He is a person who has hurt her again and again, what right does he have to love her now?

He stared at her tightly with distressed and loving eyes, and he felt very bitter and sad in his heart.

Li Xiaoman has heard his "sorrow" many times today. Her red and swollen eyes full of tears looked at Huo Yunchen and nodded lightly. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Lowry behind him, and then It was Ling Hanye, then Long Sihao, and Su Yi was behind Long Sihao.

Looking at Long Sihao, the tears in her red and swollen eyes fell even more violently.

Seeing that her eyes fell on Long Sihao, Huo Yunchen frowned slightly, but said nothing.

He walked forward to Li Sufang's tomb, placed a large bouquet of white chrysanthemums in front of her tomb, and bowed.

Lori, who was behind him, walked up to Li Xiaoman, nodded towards her, and raised his eyes slightly, "Miss Li, the people in front have said it many times, so I won't say more , Let me just say a word, some things cannot be seen on the surface."

After saying that, he walked to Li Sufang's grave with a solemn expression like the people before him, put down the flowers, and bowed.

Next came Ling Hanye. When he walked in front of Li Xiaoman, he also paused for a while. Seeing her pale face and red and swollen eyes, he frowned deeply, "In the future, Mrs. Long, everyone will die, don't be too sad gone."

Li Xiaoman looked at Ling Hanye and nodded, "Thank you!"

Seeing that Lin Momo didn't come with him, and she couldn't get through to Lin Momo's number recently, she frowned deeply, "Have you still not heard from Momo?"

Ling Hanye's handsome face was solemn, his big white hands were clenched a little bit, and he stared at Li Xiaoman firmly, "I will definitely find her."

As soon as he finished speaking, another deep and clear voice sounded.

"Xiaoxiao..."

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