The cemetery in the western suburbs was filled with all sorts of emotions the next time he stood in front of his mother's tombstone after three years.

He hadn't been to see his mother for three years, but his mother's grave was still clean and there was a bunch of white chrysanthemums on the grave that hadn't yet withered.

The faint fragrance of chrysanthemum still lingered in the air …

"Hubby, who's come to visit mom? This flower is still fresh, so it should be yesterday or the day before yesterday."

Xiao Bai picked up the line of chrysanthemums and looked at it carefully.

Many doubts arose in his heart. "This person actually knows my mother's favorite white daisy. Who could it be?"

Huo Yuncheng obviously knew who it was, but he couldn't say it out loud.

He could only say in a perfunctory manner, "Maybe she's your mother's good friend from before she died?"

"No, my mother had no friends. The last time I came to see my mother, my father was carrying a white daisy. "Could it be my father?"

Bai Qingqing became as excited as a child when she thought of her father.

"It must be my dad, he must be back from some mission, so he came to see my mom first."

Seeing how happy she was, Huo Yunchen couldn't bear to tell her the truth.

But how long could he keep it hidden?

Bai gently took out a tissue from his bosom and wiped away the dust on his mother's photo. There was a faint, heavy smile on his face.

"Mom, dad came to visit you and even brought your favorite flower. You know all about it? Dad and I have also recognized each other. Dad is very good to me, as well as my grandparents are very good to me. They love me a lot, and they also want to introduce my husband to you. "

As he spoke, he pulled Huo Yun Chen over to stand in front of the tombstone. "Hubby, quickly introduce yourself to my mother."

Huo Yun Chen looked at Bai Qingqing and smiled faintly. He then adjusted his tie and introduced her in a serious manner, "Mom, I'm Huo Yun Chen. "Rest assured that I will definitely take good care of Qingqing. Love her and love her."

Bai Qing nodded her head in satisfaction at the introduction. She wrapped her arms around Huo Yuncheng's neck and added with a smile, "Mom, I already have three grandchildren." He came to see you a few days ago, and the last two are a pair of phoenixes. They are all very cute and look just like your daughter. I will definitely bring them to see you one day. "

Huo Yun Chen pursed his lips when he heard this. Someone was actually praising him in such a manner.

After all the daily preparations were completed, Bai Qingqing let out a long sigh.

Letting go of Huo YunChen's hand, he bent down and hugged the tombstone, his expression grave.

"Mom, your daughter was young in the past, so she doesn't understand how much pain and suffering you have suffered in the past. But now that her daughter was old, her daughter understood. Mom, thank you for insisting on having me, no matter how hard it is to live in your pain, you have always given me love. Mother, the person who harmed you has been found. She's not your best friend, she's that Gu Yulan who the eighth prince wouldn't have anything to do with us. Mother, she has been punished. Her only son is dead, and she is living a miserable life. Yun Chen said that no matter how miserable she was, it wouldn't be enough to make up for the pain you've suffered. I think so, she's the kind of person who ought to have a taste of living in hell. "

As she spoke, her eyes started to tear up. Huo Yunchen quickly handed her a tissue to wipe her tears away.

He consoled her, "Alright, alright. If you keep crying, your eyes will hurt again. Mom will feel heartache."

Bai Qing held back her tears and nodded. "Mm, I won't cry anymore. I should be happy. Mom said she likes to see me smile the most."

She forced a smile and wiped the black-and-white photo on the tombstone again.

On the way home, Bai Qing kept calling Mu Rong Zheng.

However, Mu Rong Zheng's phone was always off. She called many times, but it was off.

She felt a little uneasy and called Murong Qingxue.

When they received her call, Murong Qingxue, the old man, and the old lady were waiting outside the operation room.

Mu Rong Zheng's condition had worsened and he was currently in the process of rescuing her.

"Aunt, is my father back? Did he contact you? I couldn't get through to him just now, so I kept my phone turned off. "

"Qingqing, didn't you - father - go on a mission? And you haven't come back yet? "

Mu Rong Qing Xue forced herself to lie.

She didn't want to lie, but her stubborn brother wouldn't let her tell him because he was afraid her daughter would cry again.

"Still not back yet? But I just saw a white daisy at my mother's grave. I thought it was my father. "

Bai Qing asked suspiciously.

Murong Qingxue quickly said, "Aiya, I gave that to you." "Before your father left the mission, he asked me to send flowers to your mother every two days."

"So it's aunty."

Bai Qingqing was slightly disappointed.

Mu Rong Qing Xue wasn't lying either. Mu Rong Qing Xue really did tell her the truth.

After he died, he just asked her to send him off.

Two days ago, it was indeed a gift from Mu Rong Zheng. Even though he was so sick, he insisted on sending flowers to Xia Yunshan every two days.

After he died, he still wanted to be buried in the same grave.

Sigh, how could the Mu Rong family have such an emotional fanatic?

Qing Qing, what else do you want? "Since you have nothing to do, let me hang up. I have something to take care of."

Mu Rong Qing Xue didn't dare delay any longer for fear of exposing her son's identity. She was in a hurry to hang up.

"Auntie, I'm going to have a wedding soon. Will my father come back to attend?"

Ahhh!

Mu Rong Qing Xue was stunned. She turned her head to look at the light in the operating room and said solemnly, "He will. He will definitely come back."

Hearing her aunt say this, Bai Qing felt much more comfortable.

After hanging up the phone, he turned around with a satisfied expression and put his head on Huo Yunchen's shoulder, "I want my father to hold my hand and personally hand me over to you."

Huo Yun Chen smiled and caressed her jet-black hair.

He also wanted to fulfill her wish, but …

Miraculously, Mu Rong Zheng endured it with great difficulty because his daughter told him that she wanted him to hold her hand as they walked into the wedding hall.

The wedding had actually been in preparation. During the three to four months that Bai Qingqing had been in the hospital, the wedding venue, decorations, flowers, gowns, food, procedures, and other details had all been prepared. Everything was already prepared and owed to the bride and groom.

Over the past few days, the various media outlets had all been reporting about Huo Yun Chen and his wife's wedding. They were all anticipating this grand occasion.

In the office of the president of Far Eastern Group, Lu Zhiniang saw the reporters on the LCD TV on the wall secretly taking pictures of their beloved couple. When the wedding venue was set up in the past, he angrily smashed the remote control onto the TV screen.

His strength was so great that even the television screen was smoking from the impact.

"Mr Lu, don't be angry. I'll get someone to take Miss Bao back."

The new bodyguard next to Lu Zhiniang was called Monkey. This person was once a famous little hooligan in the capital, and he had been with Kubei An.

Recently, Lu Dongbin had suddenly caught the eye of CEO Lu and was promoted to a personal bodyguard.

He had gone from black to white in an instant, and his level had even increased by several levels.

However, his mannerism still carried the aura of a hoodlum.

Lu Zhiniang stared at him with a pair of ice-cold eyes, not saying a word.

The vicious aura radiating from its body scared the monkey so much that he didn't dare to move.

"Mr. Lu, can you not look at me like that? I, I'm a bit scared. "