Flash Marriage Wife: The Cold-Blooded President Dotes Too Much

The cemetery has not changed much, it is the same as it was a few years ago.

The only difference is that the old man who was sweeping the grave was no longer there.

An Xiaojing looked at the familiar place and thought of many things in the past. It was also here that she solved the years of enmity between her and Leng Yichen.

Before that, I also thought that Leng Yichen's parents killed his mother.

Therefore, sometimes she can especially understand Yu Zhenhuan's state of mind.

Before the truth came to light, I only pretended to have hatred in my heart as if it was true.

"I seem to understand Yu Zhenhuan now."

An Xiaojing said.

Holding Xiaoli in his arms, Leng Yichen walked up the higher stairs.

He paused when he heard An Xiaojing's voice, then turned around.

"What's wrong? Say this all of a sudden!"

"I was also a person full of hatred before, so I understand Yu Zhenhuan very well."

The corner of An Xiaojing's mouth twitched, her movements were a little bitter.

Leng Yichen shook his head and sighed again.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to that person now. I will definitely find all the evidence. Since he has such a deep obsession and hates me so much, of course I won't get rid of him so quickly."

Leng Yichen said, then turned around and walked forward.

But he put down Xiao Li who was holding in his arms just now, Xiao Li fell to the ground, and then climbed up by himself.

An Xiaojing followed behind the two of them.

"It's just ahead."

Leng Yichen pointed and An Xiaojing nodded.

Soon, they arrived at the cemetery of the master of the Leng family.

Leng Yichen's grandfather was called Leng Lishan, which was clearly written on the tombstone.

An Xiaojing looked at the photo above, her grandfather was not very old when he left.

"The day grandpa left was my father's birthday. Afterwards, grandpa had an accident. Since then, my father has never had a birthday."

Leng Yichen said.

His eyes were already smeared with the light and shadow of memories.

In the winter sun, it becomes a little shining.

An Xiaojing was fascinated by it.

"Grandpa, Xiaojing, me, and the child are here to see you."

Leng Yichen started to bow down, his expression was very serious.

An Xiaojing also quickly knelt down.

Xiao Li imitated the appearance of the two adults, and was also at the side, and his small body began to bow down.

It looks quite decent.

After that, Leng Yichen said a lot to the tombstone, which made everyone's eyes filled with tears.

"I remember when I was young, you taught me to practice calligraphy. You were very strict with me, but this was an attitude. After that, my handwriting became much better."

Leng Yichen said.

All are the good things in his memory.

An Xiaojing was listening.

It's sad that Leng Yichen is so powerful, he has no leisure time to play since he was a child.

While the children of the same age are playing, Leng Yichen himself has been studying.

Various learning, upbringing of ability.

So, it became what it is today.

An Xiaojing couldn't help sighing.

When Leng Yichen and Leng Lishan said a lot of things that the other party didn't know if they could hear, An Xiaojing thought it was over.

But not.

She looked at Leng Yichen in surprise from kneeling to standing up suddenly.

Then go behind the tombstone.

Walk around there.

"Yichen, what are you doing?"

An Xiaojing asked puzzledly.

Doing so may always be very disadvantageous in the eyes of the tomb watchers.

And so many ghost theories.

After An Xiaojing watched Leng Yichen getting closer and closer to the tombstone, she couldn't call him no matter what she called, so she could only pull Xiao Li closer to her and stared blankly at Leng Yichen's movements.

Soon, Leng Yichen grinned suddenly, as if he had discovered something novel, with a very curious attitude.

He seemed to have discovered something different.

Then he walked over like nothing happened.

"What's the matter? What are you doing behind?"

"fine."

Leng Yichen shrugged.

"Now that we're here, let's go see your parents again."

An Xiaojing said.

In this cemetery, not only Leng Yichen's grandfather is buried, but also Leng Yichen's father and mother are buried.

It's just that in this cemetery, only people with heads and faces can be allocated this kind of place as their own cemetery.

Leng Yichen nodded.

Leng Yichen took the lead, An Xiaojing followed behind him, holding Xiaoli's little hand.

"Mommy, what are we going to do?"

Xiao Li asked.

"Let's go see your grandparents."

An Xiaojing patiently explained to the child.

Xiaoli nodded half understanding.

Soon, they arrived at the tombstone of Leng Yichen's parents.

However, the whole family stood in front of the tombstone.

Xiao Li pointed to An Xiaojing and asked.

"Only grandma."

Leng Yichen nodded.

"Grandpa's tombstone is not here."

Because when his mother died, he misunderstood his father.

So they were not buried together.

This is also something that Leng Yichen would regret when thinking about it for many years later.

"Mom, I brought Xiaojing and Xiaoli to see you."

An Xiaojing had never heard Leng Yichen call her mother that way.

His voice was soft, a voice I had never heard before.

Compared with the love words he said in his ear, they were much gentler.

This feeling can only be reflected in his mother.

Leng Yichen must love his mother very much.

"Xiao Li, call me grandma."

"grandmother!"

Xiaoli spoke in a soft voice.

Leng Yichen pondered for a long time in front of his mother's tombstone.

Finally sighed, as if everything was relieved.

"Actually, every time I come to the cemetery, I seem to be able to gain something."

Leng Yichen spoke truthfully.

An Xiaojing kept looking at his side.

He has straight eyebrows and a nose on the side.

All perfect.

But such a perfect Leng Yichen is a person who has experienced so many hardships.

His life, before this, was not smooth, was it?

When I was a child, I saw my parents quarreling, my mother passed away, and my father passed away.

When I was young, I experienced such pain.

How he survived on his own.

"Every time I see so many dead souls of old people lying here. I think, what's the point of fighting for so many things? What's the point?"

"Well, that's right, it's just that most people can't see this, and they can't understand the level you understand."

An Xiaojing said.

Xiao Li suddenly sneezed.

Only then did An Xiaojing realize that several people had been standing outside for a long time.

Leng Yichen also realized this problem, so he said goodbye to the cemetery.

Cherishing the people in front of you is the most important thing.

His past was so bleak, and his future life should be happy with his heart.

Get in the car and turn on the heat.

He took off his coat again.

She covered her son and An Xiaojing with some.

An Xiaojing held Xiaoli in her arms.

Leng Yichen started the engine.

Leaving the cemetery, there is a kind of relief.