Yan Chengchi was dressed in a black suit, and his upright posture revealed unparalleled dignity.

The enchanting face was covered with a faint coldness, and the demonic evil eyes stared at the people close at hand for a moment.

A thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, and he was still holding the mobile phone tightly in his hand.

On the phone, it is the address that the little guy just gave him.

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

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

The inexplicable distress swept through his mind in an instant.

He didn't know if he was crazy, and with almost no hesitation, he left the meeting and drove here.

Looking at her fragile figure at this moment, he almost couldn't control it, and stepped forward to hug her into his arms.

can hear her alone leaning on the tombstone to break her thoughts, and her impetuous mood suddenly becomes calm.

He stood quietly holding the bouquet of flowers, did not step forward, his tall body leaned against the guardrail, and just looked at her in front of her mother's grave, telling her little daughter's thoughts and grievances.

Xia Changyue sobbed, completely unaware that her every move fell into the eyes of the man behind her, and she was still talking to her mother in heaven.

"What the reporter said can't be taken seriously, I will definitely try to prove my ......"

"Mom, don't worry, I'm just complaining and complaining to you, I'm fine, I just went to see my dad a few days ago, Professor Ross took good care of him, he seems to be in a lot of energy, I asked Professor Ross, if Dad is in a stable condition, he can have surgery......"

"You also saw it just now, Hanhan is very sensible, he is a little elf, sometimes I suspect that he was not born to me, if you can watch him grow up, you will definitely like him too......"

Xia Changyue didn't seem to know that she was tired, and told her mother everything one by one.

Finally, she spoke softly, "Mom, Yan Chengchi is not the same as he was four years ago, he has become the heir of the Yan Group, and his temper is becoming more and more yin and yang, fortunately, Han ......"

Xia Changyue had just said half of his words when he suddenly felt a cold air behind him, spreading up his back.

Her body stiffened slightly, as if she suddenly noticed two hot gazes behind her, which had been firmly fixed on her.

She turned around and saw Yan Chengchi standing behind her, and sat on the ground in fright.

The crystal eyes looked at the man with a gloomy face in astonishment.

He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he didn't make a sound.

Yan Chengchi's powerful aura enveloped her and walked towards her step by step.

But when he was close to her, he avoided her touch, stepped forward directly, and put the flower in his hand in front of the tombstone.

The body took a step back, bowed slightly, and turned to leave.

"Yan Chengchi ......"

"Your mother was kind to me when she was alive, I will come, it has nothing to do with you, you don't have to force yourself to talk to a yin and yang person." Yan Chengchi paused, turned his head and glanced at her indifferently.

Remembering that she actually said bad things about him in front of her mother just now, he wanted to strangle her to death!

Yin and Yang weirdness, in her mind, she can only think of these four words to describe him? Well!

"......" Xia Changyue was stunned by his roar, and as soon as he recovered from his sudden shock, he remembered the words he almost blurted out just now, and he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.