Flash marriage to a wealthy family, the abstinent president proves love every night

Qi Yu saw everything in his eyes, and silently recorded Li Meiqi's appearance.

She doesn't like to fix dirty things by herself,

However, there are always so many idiots who want to send themselves to her door to help her.

Here, after Mr. Chen weighed the pros and cons,

He decided that he could only adjust Cong Huayu's parents as much as possible.

"Mother Huayu, this... Lulu has been like this for three years at school. Many parents have reported that it has no effect. However, it is normal for children to fight and fight. I think it is better to leave it to Let the children solve it by themselves, and our parents don't want to interfere, do you think it's okay?"

Cong Rong understood the meaning of the teacher's words, although she was angry in her heart,

But what the teacher said is not unreasonable,

She couldn't protect the child all the time, so she could only find a way to make them stronger.

But the child's parents,

She will never forgive.

Cong Rong took a deep breath, knelt down to comfort the two sisters,

"Be good, baby. When you meet an unreasonable child, if you can beat her, you can beat her together. If you can't beat her, stay away from her. Huayue and Huayu will always be the best children in my mother's heart."

The two little guys nodded heavily.

After the hug, the sisters obediently followed Teacher Chen into the kindergarten.

Cong Rong took out her mobile phone, found someone's phone number, and hesitated whether to ask Ji Tingqiu to say hello to the school.

she doesn't understand,

With Ji Tingqiu's influence,

In Qingcheng, there should be no one with financial resources comparable to it.

But why does the teacher seem to favor each other.

Could it be that

Was he unwilling to announce the identities of Huayue and Huayu?

Thinking of these, Cong Rong felt faintly unhappy.

It's better to talk about it in person tonight.

Taking the flowers from Ji Linyuan from the canteen where they kept them, Cong Rong hails a taxi casually.

Half an hour later, the suburban cemetery,

Cong Rong stepped on the familiar path in front of him again, and the tip of his nose couldn't help feeling sore.

It's been six years, isn't Dad's cemetery already deserted?

Will Aunt Yue complain with her father that she is ignorant and hasn't come to see it for so long.

walked a few steps,

She found that the gravel road in the cemetery had been repaired as a whole.

The step that Ji Tingqiu fell down while holding him in his arms, now looks like the slope is not so steep.

The man used his body as a buffer to save her and the child, but he fell to a bone.

without him,

That heavy rainstorm may have killed her.

Thinking of this, Cong Rong closed her eyes in pain, her eyelashes were wet with tears and the roots were distinct.

She couldn't obliterate Ji Tingqiu's kindness to her,

I can't forget the pain he caused.

This feeling of not wanting to let go and not forgetting made her feel so painful that she was about to go crazy.

A few minutes later,

Relying on her previous memories, she successfully found her father's location.

Oddly enough, the path leading to Dad's cemetery had also been repaired.

The original uneven stone slabs were replaced by flat fine gravel roads.

Cong Rong had more and more doubts in his mind.

As long as someone's house was repaired for the convenience of relatives to sweep the tomb, she got a little credit by the way.

She was astonished when she saw the scene in front of the cemetery.

There are still intact fruits and snacks in front of Dad's monument.

The neighbors next door don't seem to have this kind of treatment. It seems that no one has been here for a long time, and it is already deserted.

Cong Rong arranged the flowers in confusion, knelt down and kowtowed.

"Dad, I'm back. It's because my daughter has been unfilial and hasn't come back to see you for so many years. I don't know which good person brought you some fruit and food. Next time I meet, I must thank him face to face.

By the way, do you see that this bouquet of flowers is beautiful? This kind of peonies are very difficult to grow. I miss my mother. Her hands are also so skillful. She can handle the most difficult flowers like a magic trick.

Dad, should I go to the capital to find my mother's relatives..."

Cong Rong knelt in front of the cemetery, telling Rong Sheng all the ups and downs of the past few years, until his knees were numb when he got up, and he almost couldn't stand still.

At this moment, on the top floor of Ji's Group in the city center,

Ji Tingqiu is reviewing the investment promotion and cooperation of the flower base project.

The cell phone beside him rang in due course.

"Chairman, the young lady has gone to the cemetery in the suburbs. She stayed there for a long time and didn't come out. My subordinates want to go in to confirm but are afraid of being exposed. I want to ask you for instructions."

"No, wait a little longer, the road has been repaired, there is no danger of collision, just wait outside."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Tingqiu got up and went to the French window.

All the projects in the base have been completed, and the turf is all in place. Now the florist will be concentrated in Ji's centralized office for three months.

I wonder if Cong Rong will agree to work in the company...

After nine o'clock in the morning, the sun has become hot.

After Cong Rong calmly left the tomb, he came to Hua Anyue's monument.

When seeing the fruits and snacks placed in front of the monument,

Her eye sockets were instantly moist.

It's him.

Ji Tingqiu is also the one who takes care of Dad's cemetery.

A corner of my heart sank suddenly, and the defense line that had been built up over the years seemed to be gradually breaking down.

Choking with sobs, she took out her mobile phone and found the string of numbers that she knew by heart,

Dudu~

Two seconds later, on the other end of the phone,

The man whispered her name in a deep and deep voice,

Cong Rong had a momentary illusion,

Is he a little wronged?

"Have you been looking after my dad all this time?"

"Ah."

"Did you also build the path?"

"Yes."

Cong Rong only felt that a circle of hot liquid seemed to be burning her eye sockets, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and hot tears flowed down her cheeks, dripping heavily on the marble floor.

"Why did you do this?"

"I'm afraid you will blame me when you come back." The man's voice was low.

The phone was silent, and each other's breathing could be heard, and no one was willing to press to hang up.

It took a long time before Cong Rong realized that Aunt Yue hadn't been buried yet.

"Thank you."

Cong Rong clenched her fingertips and spoke softly before hanging up the phone.

She was afraid she couldn't help herself.

Still want more.

"Mom, I came back to see you. Am I heartless and didn't tell you about the existence of Huayue and Huayu when you needed it most? Mom, I still love him, but... there is a burden between us. ...One life, I...I am not qualified to enjoy everything now. It would be great if you were still alive, I really want to hug you..."

Before the words fell, she was already sobbing.

People are alive, there is still room for maneuver,

died

It is no longer possible.

It was already noon when Cong Rong left the cemetery, the wind was sunny and the sun was very warm,

All of this seemed to have nothing to do with her.

You can no longer hide from the people and things you have to face sooner or later.

An hour later, outside Jing's house, Cong Rong looked at the dilapidated scene in front of him with tears in his eyes.

when he was there,

The whole black and white Chinese-style villa exudes nobility and elegance, just like his person, gentle as jade.

Now he's gone,

The old black and white lintels have lost their vitality, the walls seem to have not been repaired for a long time, and the weeds in the corners are already more than half a meter high.

"Aze..."

Without her, Aze would live well, marry a woman whose parents are satisfied, and have his own warm and happy family.

a while,

Whether Uncle Jing beat her, scolded her, or killed her,

She can't even think about living as a coward.

After thinking about it again, she still sent a message to Ji Tingqiu.

Cong Rong sighed softly, pushed open the heavy iron door, and walked in firmly.

Ji's Group, Ji Tingqiu is planning to take a nap

The phone buzzed and vibrated, he frowned slightly and got up to take the phone,

Looking at the contents of the text message,

His heart skipped a beat, and he forgot to breathe.