"It's not up to you!"

"I won't go back! Once you send me back, I'll run away!"

"How dare you!!"

"I dare! Otherwise, you take me to find my sister. You miss her too, don't you? You still love her very much, don't you? Why don't you get her back?"

"Lengze!"

"Do you want to quibble? It's the first time you've made me look down on you!!"

"..."

Leng Xia and Leng Ze were so noisy that their faces turned red and their red pupils glared angrily.

With a wave of his hand, the bodyguard nodded and stuffed Leng Ze into the car.

"What are you doing! I said I..."

"Let's go find her together." After saying that, he bent down and sat in the car, Leng Ze raised the corner of his mouth.

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"Come on, give it to me." Yi Han took the lunch box from Jin Yingluo's hand with one hand and opened the car door for her like a gentleman with the other hand.

"Thanks."

The mood of sweeping the tomb is really heavy, and wearing black clothes makes the mood even more gloomy.

Yi Han is also wearing a handsome and tight-fitting black suit, solemn and solemn.

While the car was driving, Jin Yingluo said nothing. Yi Han turned around and looked again, then used his right hand to touch the top of her head.

"Don't be sad."

Looking out the window, sobbing, how could she not be sad.

If I hadn't gone to the United States, if I hadn't taken that taxi, if I hadn't met that man, everything would have been different.

A stern father and a pinch of dirt.

Yi Han glanced at the rearview mirror. Why did he feel that the long line of BMWs was following them?

Just when there was doubt, the long motorcade turned and headed towards the fork in the road.

Is he nervous?

"What's wrong?" Jin Yingluo looked at him nervously.

"It's nothing. The road is quite far. You should rest first."

"I'm not tired."

"Okay then." He held her little hand and kissed it.

Palin Cemetery.

Jin Yingluo held a bouquet of white chrysanthemums, and Yi Han carried a food box, and the two walked slowly into the cemetery.

Under the guidance of the staff, we finally found out about the cemetery.

Jin Yingluo took off her sunglasses and bent down to place the bouquet in front of the tombstone, but she knelt down unsteadily.

The sound of shallow sobbing gradually changed its tone, and Jin Yingluo burst into tears.

Yi Han put the food box aside, knelt down and put his arm around her shoulders:

"Sakura."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"Stop crying."

My father has a spirit in heaven, and his unfilial daughter finally came to see him. Is he punishing her by kneeling down?

"Don't cry." Yi Han wiped away her tears and turned to look at the photo on the tombstone.

Is this Luoluo's father?

Her tears wet his suit. "Ying Luo, stop crying."

Yi Han held her in his arms lovingly, "Uncle must miss you very much. Talk to him more."

Jin Yingluo burst into tears, shook her head and said, "He won't miss me. It was me who killed him... Wuwu... It's all my fault. He must hate me to death."

As soon as she finished speaking, she pushed away his arms and slapped herself.

"What are you doing?"

"I deserve to die, wuwu...I deserve to die!" Another slap.

Yi Han quickly grabbed her arm that was about to wave down again.

"Stop fighting, uncle definitely doesn't want to see you like this."

Jin Yingluo turned around and lay down in front of the tomb, "Dad...wuwu...Dad...I'm sorry."

Yi Han looked up at the photo and said silently:

[Uncle, I will take good care of Luoluo. I only love her in this life. As long as she is willing to follow me, as long as she wants me, I, Yi Han, will never give up on her. 】

He knelt straight and kowtowed.
Chapter completed!