"If you can run, the monk can't run, the temple, you can try another step." Su Yingxia said to Han Sanqian with a threatening look on his face.

After hearing this, Han Sanqian didn't dare to run away, so he could only sit still.

Su Yingxia walked to her side and pinched Han Sanqian's tender flesh on her waist, which made Han Sanqian feel cold.

"Are you still blamed me?" Su Yingxia said gritting her teeth. When she thought of her voice being heard by others, she was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to crawl into it, which made her face to face the rest of the family in the future.

"Blame me, blame me, it's all my fault." Han Sanqian could only take the blame, because in his experience, it would be a matter of self-destruction to reason with women.

When Su Yingxia pinched Han Sanqian, she felt distressed, so she couldn't bear to vent all her resentment on Han Sanqian. Moreover, things had already happened and she couldn't go back in time. Besides being tough on accepting, what other choice could she have?

"In the future, you sleep on the floor and I sleep on the bed." Su Yingxia said.

Han Sanqian hung his head, the punishment was too serious.

However, Su Yingxia was angry at this time, and it was useless to worry about this matter. Moreover, Han Sanqian believed that after Su Yingxia calmed down, he would definitely not be able to let him sleep on the floor.

"It's no big deal for all adults, so don't think too much." Han Sanqian said, stretched out his hand and continued, "Let's go and see the scenery of Yunding Mountain."

"Hmph, haven't I seen it?" Although she was stubborn, Su Yingxia still honestly stretched out her hand and held Han Sanqian.

The two of them trotted all the way. After reaching the top of the mountain, they breathed in a fierce and cold wind. Han Sanqian said, "Grandpa said, go to visit Nangong Qianqiu's grave today."

Hearing this, Su Yingxia's expression was stunned.

She knew very well how much Han Sanqian hated Nangong Qianqiu, but she also knew that Han Sanqian would never go against what Han Tianyang said.

"Since the matter has passed, as a grandson, it is also appropriate to go and see it." Su Yingxia said.

"Do you think so too?" Han Sanqian looked at the north with his eyes a little helpless.

Su Yingxia quickly changed the subject and said, "Of course not. She has brought you so much pain. You can't just die and think that nothing has happened. But if grandpa wants you to do this, will you still go against grandpa's wishes?"

Han Sanqian shook his head.

Su Yingxia grabbed Han Sanqian's hand tightly and continued, "I know you are very wronged. Otherwise, I will compensate you for it tonight. I have other clothes."

Han Sanqian swallowed unconsciously, and suddenly felt that going to visit Nangong Qianqiu's grave was not a big deal.

After a morning run, they returned home and set off toward Yuncheng Cemetery.

They are still the two Audis. As the highest-ranking person in Yuncheng, Han Sanqian's travel tools are low-key, but as long as they know these two cars, they all have respectful eyes.

Something very interesting happened on the way. Han Sanqian was forced to get a car, but the driver of the other vehicle seemed to suddenly realize that the Audi was not ordinary, so he quickly stopped the car and bowed to Han Sanqian at 90 degrees, as if he was apologizing.

After arriving at the cemetery, there were many people coming to visit the grave today, including some rich people. The most eye-catching one was a big man wearing a mink coat and a gold chain with a sharp finger. He looked like a nouveau riche.

The nouveau riche looked at the Audi car, with a disdain on his face, but when he saw the person walking out of the car, he instantly put away his disrespectful attitude.

"Mr. Han, I didn't expect to meet you here." The nouveau riche quickly walked to Han Sanqian and bent down slightly and said.

Nowadays, Han Sanqian is almost known to everyone in Yuncheng business world, but he knows very few people, and there is no impression of the nouveau riche in front of him.

"It's not a good thing to meet in such a place." Han Sanqian said lightly.

The nouveau riche did not dare to joke easily, but instead expressed his serious expression and sighed, saying, "Yes, who would like to come to such a place, it's all a sad thing."

This flattery happened to hit the horse's leg. If it were someone else, Han Sanqian might be sad, but Nangong Qianqiu and Han Sanqian had never felt like this before.

"This is not a good place to make relationships, you can leave quickly." Han Sanqian said.

The nouveau riche nodded repeatedly, not daring to say anything, and watched Han Sanqian enter the cemetery.

After Han Sanqian walked away, a person who looked like a little brother next to the nouveau riche said with disdain: "Brother, who is this kid? He looks so arrogant. He really doesn't take you seriously at all."

In my younger brother's opinion, if it were someone else, his elder brother would have been angry long ago. Who would dare to be so arrogant in front of his elder brother?

"Grass-Must Horse." The nouveau riche kicked his younger brother and said with anger: "If you can't speak, just shut your mouth. Do you know who this is? How dare you call him a boy?"

My younger brother looked aggrieved. He originally wanted to speak for the nouveau riche, but he didn't expect that he was beaten.

"Brother, who is this?" asked the younger brother.

"Who? Han Sanqian, you have heard of it. If you don't know such a big shot, don't mess in Yuncheng." said the nouveau riche.

When I heard the three words Han Sanqian, the expression on my face became frightened instantly.

"He...he is Han Sanqian!" the younger brother said in shock.

"If you have the luck in your life to see such a big man, it will be worth the trip. You can still keep your eyes open in the future." said the nouveau riche.

My brother nodded and felt that he was not losing his kick. If Han Sanqian heard what he said just now, his life would probably not be able to be saved.

Han Sanqian and his group came to Nangong Qianqiu's tomb. The tombstone was covered with dust after being exposed to the sun and rain. Han Tianyang squatted down and wiped the tombstone clean with the towels prepared early in the morning.

Han Sanqian looked at this scene with expressionless expression. For him, this matter was definitely not something he would do. As for Han Tianyang to do it, he certainly would not stop him.

"Actually, I forgot about you, but I didn't expect that you brought me the biggest surprise. The Nangong family's ancestral hall should have a spiritual seat." Nangong Boling said as he looked at the words Nangong Qianqiu on the tombstone.

This sentence aroused Han Tianyang's disdainful smile and said, "It's too late to remember her at this time. Although there is not much love between me and her, I will put her spiritual position in the Han family for so many years."

Nangong Boling shrugged without refuting Han Tianyang's words. He did what he should do. As for whether Han Tianyang accepts it, it is not something he will care about.

For Nangong Boling, the most important thing is whether Han Sanqian is willing to become the head of the Nangong family. If it weren't for Han Sanqian, he wouldn't have appeared in front of Nangong Qianqiu's tomb.

"Sanqian, in a sense, she, like you, was abandoned by her own family." Han Tianyang said.

"So she can apply the pain she has endured to me?" Han Sanqian said coldly.

Han Tianyang sighed, and it seems unlikely that Han Sanqian would be able to resolve Han Sanqian's hatred for Nangong Qianqiu.

Of course, he would not force Han Sanqian to forgive Nangong Qianqiu. After all, he had not experienced Han Sanqian's pain and was not qualified to persuade Han Sanqian to be generous.

"Put on incense sticks." Han Tianyang said.

Su Yingxia handed three incense sticks to Han Sanqian. Han Sanqian held the incense in his hand, but did not bent down and kneeled down, and said lightly: "Watch it in the sky, who can support the Han family? What people in the world can remember is Han Sanqian, not Han Jun."

After saying that, Han Sanqian handed the incense back to Su Yingxia.

Su Yingxia bent down and inserted it in front of Nangong Qianqiu's grave.

"You guys go first, I'll accompany her." Han Tianyang said.

Han Sanqian turned around and left without any hesitation.

Han Tianyang sighed and said to Yan Jun who was left behind: "I asked him to come, isn't it unfair to him?"

"Yes." Yan Jun said, because he saw with his own eyes how Nangong Qianqiu treated Han Sanqiu. If he were Han Sanqiu, he would not be willing to visit Nangong Qianqiu's grave. This long-accumulated hatred would not disappear because of Nangong Qianqiu's death.
Chapter completed!