After the divorce, he regretted his ex-husband too much

When Han Shengyi murdered his younger brother and Han Mingyang killed the eldest son of the Xiao family, it caused an uproar in the imperial city.

Therefore, the Han family did not hold a big funeral for Mrs. Han, and only those with relatives attended.

Because the Han family was in the center of a storm of public opinion, none of the relatives who usually wooed the Han family attended, and some even publicly threatened that they were not familiar with the Han family.

Let the Han family feel in just a few days, what is the reality of feeling the coldness of human beings from the stars.

Qiao Ran and Han Mo did not go to the old house of the Han family, but went directly to the cemetery where Mrs. Han was buried.

When they appeared at the cemetery wearing black clothes and holding a bouquet of chrysanthemums, the Han family looked at them with complicated eyes.

Because the heavy blow suffered by the Han family has nothing to do with Qiao Ran and Han Mo.

But it was Qiao Ran and Han Mo who set them free.

The domineering old man no longer forced them to live in the Han family's old house. They moved back to their own home and planned their future freely without being restricted by the old man.

There is no need to worry about the old man distributing the family's resources to a certain person.

Of course, as soon as the eldest brother murdered the second child, the old man at Sunset Xishan had no resources to speak of.

And Han Mo retreated bravely after climbing the mountain and chose to go back to Ancheng to live with his adoptive parents, and he did not pose any threat to them. Most of the eyes they looked at Han Mo and Qiao Ran were full of kindness.

Old Man Han looked at Han Mo and Qiao Ran standing together, the sun was shining brightly on them, and the two of them stood facing each other like a pair of walled people.

A pair of people who are so well matched, but he always wants to break them up.

Thinking of the dramas he played against them in the past, Mr. Han had endless regrets in his heart.

If he had treated Han Mo sincerely after Han Mo returned to the Han family, and Ai Wu and Wu had truly accepted Qiao Ran, would Han Mo not have resigned?

Then, even if the boss's fault is exposed, with Han Mo's achievements, his position as the commander-in-chief of the three armies still cannot be shaken.

At that time, Han Mo was the youngest chief executive in the history of the armed forces, and their Han family, even if they were not comparable to the Gu family, was still a high-quality family that everyone envied.

It's a pity that he didn't treat Han Mo sincerely, he tasted the bitter fruit brewed by himself.

Everything is doomed and irreversible.

"Here we come, let's see off your grandma!" Mr. Han's voice was gentle and hoarse, not as vigorous and majestic as before.

Han Mo took Qiao Ran to the tomb of Mrs. Han, looking at Mrs. Han's majestic and dignified face on the tombstone, it was like a lifetime away.

A few days ago, when Han Mingyang pretended to be a doctor and tried to inject medicine into his drip, not long after he caught him, the old lady came to his ward and said some words of repentance to him.

At that time, he had a faint feeling that something was wrong with the old lady, but he didn't expect that she would commit suicide after returning to Han's house.

Putting the flowers among the flowers in front of the tomb, Han Mo and Qiao Ran bowed to Mrs. Han.

"Grandma, have a good journey. I hope that in the next life, everything will be as you wish!" Han Mo bid farewell in a complicated voice.

"Grandma, have a good journey. Everyone has different personalities and creates different lives. If you wake up in time and walk brightly, it is also a kind of fulfilling life. I wish you all the wishes in the next life." Qiao Ran looked at Old Man Han. A portrait of a person, a gentle farewell.

"Amo, do you really want to go back to live in Ancheng? You are a child of the Han family, and it will be convenient for us to contact you if you stay in the Imperial City. It's better not to go back to Ancheng!" Han Shengbo looked at Han Mo reluctantly.

"Fourth uncle, I have already talked to Ancheng's parents. They are full of joy to prepare for our return home. I don't want to make them sad. The transportation is convenient now. If there is anything going on here, call me and I can Come back anytime!"

Although there is no feeling for this family at all, but the superficial kindness is still maintained.

As for whether to come back at that time, it depends on his mood.

"Ran Ran, although we have only been together for a few months, I really appreciate and like you. In the future, we must keep in touch and keep in touch. Don't break this relationship." The fourth wife Feng Qing looked at Qiao tenderly. burn.

Han Mo's brave retreat this time is not only not a threat to the Han family, but the huge assets in the hands of their husband and wife may also help them when necessary.

So they still very much hope to maintain a good relationship with Han Mo.

Seeing what the fourth wife said, Liang Jing, the third wife, quickly followed suit and said sincerely: "Ran Ran, the third aunt is really reluctant to go back to Ancheng, but the Wen family in Ancheng raised Ah Mo, and Ah Mo wants to go back to them. Life around you is also a matter of reason.

Although we live in two cities, we must not lose contact. When Jing Xu and Ting Lan get married, you must come over for a wedding drink. "

The Han family's vitality was greatly injured this time, and the only person who was not affected, but was more respected by politicians, was Sanfang.

Because Han Jingxu, who usually looks inconspicuous, is with the daughter of the Mu family.

Liang Jing, who had always spoken softly, also became more confident, exuding the aura of a noble wife from top to bottom.

"Third Aunt, Fourth Aunt, I will always remember your kindness to me. Even if I return to Ancheng, I will never forget you." Qiao Ran responded calmly.

Qiao Ran knew what these people were playing in their hearts, and the expression on his face was calm.

Because it was at Mrs. Han's funeral, she didn't smile, nor was she suspicious.

"You all go back, I have a few words, and I want to speak to A Mo and his wife in front of the old woman alone." Mr. Han said with a dignified expression.

After hearing this, everyone bid farewell to Han Mo and left.

After everyone left, Mr. Han looked at Han Mo, and the face in front of him gradually overlapped with the face in his memory.

Han Mo's facial features are not much similar to his father's, only his nose is similar, and he looks more like his mother.

"Mo'er, I'm sorry!" Old Man Han said, bending over and bowing deeply to Han Mo.

Han Mo didn't stop him. To the old man, this was his way of apologizing to himself. Only by letting him do it would the old man feel better.

The old lady left, and seeing the old man again, Han Mo saw that he was aging with an astonishing attitude visible to the naked eye.

In the past, he was in his 90s and looked like he was in his 70s. Now he is haggard and vicissitudes, flickering like a candle in the wind, which makes people sigh.

"Do you know why grandma committed suicide by taking poison on the day the secret was revealed?" Han Mo looked at the tombstone and asked in a deep voice.

Smart as Mr. Han, why doesn't he know the purpose of his wife who has been with him for a lifetime? He looked at his wife on the stone tablet with regret on his face, and said in a heavy voice: "One is that I feel deeply guilty for your parents, and the other is that I want to use her death. Let me wake up completely, and let me stop protecting the boss's family again."

"If grandma isn't dead, do you want to cover it up?" Han Mo looked up at the old man.

The old man dodged his eyes and didn't dare to look into Han Mo's eyes. After hesitating for a while, he finally nodded.

In this life, he has paid too much for his pursuit of fame and fortune. He didn't want to leave an impression of lying in the heart of his grandson who deserved the most when his life was short.

He was afraid that Han Mo, who was too disappointed in him, would not even come to his funeral after a hundred years, so he chose to be honest.

"Grandma saved the Han family with her life. May you lead the Han family to the right path in the remaining days. Only by doing things and being a down-to-earth person can you get everything you want!" Han Mo said deeply Glancing at the old man, "Ran'er and I will return to Ancheng the day after tomorrow, so I will say goodbye to you today."

"Goodbye, take care!" Qiao Ran looked at the old man with a vicissitudes of life, and said goodbye in a complicated voice.

Seeing the backs of the two leaving, Mr. Han couldn't help but dim his eyes.

"Amo, will you come to my funeral?" Mr. Han asked with a choked voice.

Han Mo paused, his heart ached, and he replied softly, "Yes!"

Then he held Qiao Ran and left without looking back.

His love for the old man is as much as a funeral.

Although he has not experienced the pain of missing his father's love and mother's love, he can see from the videos he has kept that his biological parents are also looking forward to and loving his birth.

Because of the old man's paranoia, his biological parents suffered misfortune. It is impossible to say that he does not hate him at all.

Seeing the two people going away, becoming more and more blurred until they disappeared, Mr. Han's body softened and he fell to the ground.

"You said not to be buried with me, you said not to meet me again in the next life, but I still don't want to completely cut off contact with you, I bought the cemetery behind you.

After a hundred years, I will be behind you and watch you every day. If there is an afterlife, I hope that I can be an ordinary couple with you. It is enough to live a good life. "

At this moment, he was so lonely, really so lonely!

At this moment, he deeply realized that people live a lifetime and chase too much, and they are all things outside the body.

The most complete life is only when the heart is rich and the heart is not ashamed.

Unfortunately, he woke up too late.