Chapter 317 (1/2)

Until the end of the guining banquet, Gu Mohan didn't appear in he's villa. He Shiya was so lost that she had to ride back to the Qin family's old house.

When parting, Fang Xiuhe personally sent her to the door of the villa. Although she felt the same pain in her heart, she still couldn't help but open her mouth and advised her daughter: ”Shiya, it's really his fault that Er Mohan didn't accompany you back today. However, it's understandable. Don't worry about him too much after you go back, you know?”

After all, now is a new daughter-in-law, it's better to be modest!

He Shiya knows what Fang Xiuhe means. She never wanted to make trouble with Gu Mohan. After all, she was still uneasy about Yuan Han's death. So he Shiya smiled and nodded. He patted his mother's hand and said, ”Mom, I know. Don't worry.”

Under the worried eyes of Fang Xiuhe, he Shiya got on the bus and left. She didn't turn and walk to the villa until the car was out of sight.

After returning to the villa, I saw my husband collapsed on the sofa. He is really tired out with so many guests today. Fang Xiuhe smiled and walked gently to the sofa. After sitting down on the sofa, he stretched out his hand and gently rubbed he Fu's temple.

He Fu closed his eyes and enjoyed it quietly. He couldn't help crying out comfortably. Then thinking of the scene of her daughter's return today, she couldn't help asking, ”what's going on today? Why did Shiya come back alone?”

Fang Xiuhe listened and sighed helplessly. The movement in his hand didn't stop. He slowly opened his mouth and replied, ”Alas... Do you remember the woman who fought with Mo Han a while ago?”

He Fu nodded, ”remember, it seems to be called Yuanhan. What's the matter? Did she come to the door?”

”That's not true. My daughter told me today that Yuanhan is dead!”

”Dead?”

”Yes, he died in a car accident. Mo Han is sad now.”

”Oh...” father he understood why Gu Mohan didn't accompany his daughter back to the door today. His beloved woman died. Where else is there such leisure. However, at the thought of his daughter, he couldn't help but ask anxiously, ”but... What about Shiya? She must be having a bad time now?”

Speaking of her beloved daughter, Fang Xiuhe frowned deeply. ”Shiya is OK. Jiang Chao and Yiyuan take special care of her. It's Mohan... I haven't been home these days except the night of my wedding...”