Chapter 227 (1/2)

Yan Chengchi is in a black suit, with incomparable dignity.

Demon's face, covered with a touch of cold, evil eyes, a moment does not turn staring at people close at hand.

The forehead Qinchu a thin layer of sweat, his hands, but also tightly holding the mobile phone.

On the mobile phone, it's the address that the little guy just sent him.

The moment he saw the address, he remembered that today was her mother's last seven.

With her mother's love for her, he could almost imagine how sad she would be.

Inexplicable heartache, instantly swept his mind.

He didn't know whether he was crazy or not. Almost without any hesitation, he left the meeting and drove here.

At the moment, looking at her fragile figure, he almost couldn't control it and came forward to hold her in his arms.

Can hear her a person rely on the tombstone to read fragmentary, impetuous mood suddenly become calm.

He stood quietly with the bouquet in his arms. He didn't step forward. His tall body leaned against the guardrail. He just watched her in front of her mother's tomb and told her little daughter's thoughts and grievances.

Xia Changyue chokes. She doesn't know that her every move falls into the eyes of the man behind her. She still talks to her mother in heaven.

”What the reporter said can't be taken seriously. I will try my best to prove myself...”

”Mom, don't worry. I'm just complaining about you. I'm fine. I just went to see my father a few days ago. Professor Ross takes good care of him. He seems to be in a lot of spirits. I asked Professor Ross if he is stable, he can have an operation...”

”As you saw just now, Hanhan is very sensible. He is a villain. Sometimes I doubt that he was not born to me. If you can watch him grow up with your own eyes, you will like him too...”

Xia Changyue doesn't seem to be tired. She tells her mother everything one by one.