Xiao Jing was paralyzed in his seat with a headache, and his handsome face was covered with a layer of haze.

"You said, if she and her twin sister were alone..." Xiao Jing said suspiciously, "is it possible?!"

"..." Susan frowned. "Isn't that why you embarrassed her?!"

"Otherwise?"

Susan couldn't stand turning her eyes. "Xiao Jing, are you nervous because of Chen Shao's squeeze?"

"..." Xiao Jing twitched at the corners of his mouth.

"Besides," Susan said jokingly, "don't say whether Zhao Qianyu has a twin sister. Even if they are alone, since they dare to come to you, do you think she will show her vest so easily?"

A rhetorical question is full of contempt without reservation.

Xiao Jing's face suddenly darkened

Susan got up with coffee, looked at Xiao Jing sympathetically, turned and walked out of the office

"I may go to Donghai city tomorrow," Xiao Jing said, looking at Susan. "I may not come back on Friday. Remember to attend the graduation ceremony of young master Jie's kindergarten!"

Susan looked back. "You can forget everything. This will never happen."

After a pause, she slightly frowned and wondered, "but don't you plan to tell Chen Shao and his wife?"

"Young master Jie said that the graduation ceremony of the kindergarten was nothing special and did not disturb their world."

"It hurts to be sensible..." Susan sighed, opened the door of the office and went out.

Time passes day by day.

In the twinkling of an eye, it's Friday

The hot and dry midsummer became overcast on this day, as if it was going to rain at any time.

Just as the sky was getting darker and the morning came, a plane from London slowly docked at Los Angeles International Airport with the friction sound of landing.

After leaving for three months, Jane Mo looked at the familiar scenery and took a deep breath.

"No matter how beautiful it is outside, there is no comfort from home..." Jane Mo glanced at Gu Beichen, who was driving, looking a little lazy.

"Xiaojie's graduation ceremony is about noon. Go back and have a rest first, huh?" Gu Beichen asked.

Jane Mo looked at the time. "When you get home, wash and go to school... It's almost time."

She tilted her head and looked at Gu Beichen again. "Moreover, she slept on the plane."

"Well," Gu Beichen said softly, "if you're not tired."

"I haven't seen the milk bag for a long time, and I'm not in the mood to sleep..." Jane Mo's lips smiled.

Originally, she wanted to go to Mo palace to have a look

I want to see the place where I lived with Xiao Yan. Although it is very dark, it is such a beautiful place.

But the Mo palace was blocked, and she suddenly lost the mood to play.

Fortunately, he chatted with Xiaoyue online. The woman was so happy because she "cohabited" with Mo Shaochen during her marriage. She leaked her mouth.

Just thinking, Jane Mo's cell phone rang.

It has been unchanged for a long time, Su Junli's piano music.

Jane Mo took out her mobile phone and saw that it was Li Xiaoyue. She smiled and picked it up

"Girl, get off the plane?!" Li Xiaoyue asked while looking at the stuffy porridge on the stove.

"Didn't you give the milk bag?" Jane Mo asked with an eyebrow.

Li Xiaoyue stopped. "I don't want Xiaojie to laugh at my IQ less..." she said, "I just give you an explanation. Don't let me slip. I told you."

"Don't worry, I will keep such a thing confidential."

Jane Mo picked her eyebrows and looked at her beautiful face, which was relaxed because of her small smile.

"That's good..." Li Xiaoyue answered, "I guess you and your general manager Gu suddenly appear. I'm afraid Xiaojie is very happy."

"That's necessary!" Jane Mo and Gu Beichen looked at each other and smiled.

After Li Xiaoyue and Jian Mo chatted casually again, they hung up the phone.

After Mo Shaochen washed, he came over and hugged Li Xiaoyue from behind.

"After breakfast, go somewhere with me first?"

Li Xiaoyue had some doubts, but she didn't ask, but answered, "OK."

"Don't ask me where to go?" Mo Shaochen gently rubbed Li Xiaoyue between his nose.

"Oh..." Li Xiaoyue's eyes were filled with a smile. "Then, where shall we wait?"

Mo Shaochen didn't answer immediately, but he was a little silent and said softly: "cemetery..."

"Cemetery?" Li Xiaoyue glanced at Mo Shaochen.

"Tomorrow is my parents' death day," Mo Shaochen still surrounded Li Xiaoyue. "I was thinking of talking to you tomorrow... But when I go to school, I want to formally introduce you to my aunt and uncle."

Mo Shaochen's eyes were deep, "as my wife..."

Li Xiaoyue's nose was a little sour. She suddenly understood what Mo Shaochen meant.

His marriage should be known by his parents first.

"OK..." Li Xiaoyue raised her lips with a sour nose. "Let's go and say it to my father and mother first!"

Mo Shaochen kissed Li Xiaoyue on the forehead, then kept the posture of holding back and waited for breakfast together

……

Ye Chenyu looked at the gloomy weather, and the usual evil was restrained, with a touch of unspeakable sadness.

"It's breakfast..." mother ye brought the steamed steamed buns to the table.

Ye Chenyu took back his sight and went to the table to sit down.

While holding porridge for him, mother ye said, "when you go over, remember to tell your father about your recent situation..."

"Yes." Ye Chenyu answered.

Mother Ye sat down opposite with a sigh and didn't speak any more.

Ye Chenyu took a distressed look at his mother and didn't say anything. He just ate.

For so many years, mom has never been to the cemetery to see Dad. It's either guilt or resistance

But these days every year, he knows that mom is more sad than anyone.

He didn't seriously go to see his father on his death day. At first, he was deliberately. Later, I'm afraid he was afraid of meeting Shaochen?!

Wearing a white shirt and black suit pants, ye Chenyu drove the car to the cemetery

On the way, I passed the florist and bought the little purple daisy that Mo Huai always liked to give to mother Ye.

Ye Chenyu took the flower's hand and went up step by step

Xu is the reason for today's weather. Xu is that when people have desire, they have greed.

It seems that this year's mood is particularly heavy.

Gently put the flowers in front of the tombstones of Mo Huai and Cen Yulan. A gust of wind blew, clearly showing the comfort in midsummer, but it was cold to people's heart because of sadness

Ye Chenyu didn't say his recent situation, but stood quietly in front of the tombstone and came every year as usual.

"Dad, aunt..." Ye Chenyu said gently, "if I knew Shaochen, would you like to?"

Gently, words float in the air

At the same time, Mo Shaochen led Li Xiaoyue holding a white rose bouquet to the tombstones of Mo Huai and Cen Yulan