C10

"Do you still want to go?"

Lu Yiyao spread his hands out and leaned back in his leather chair. His eyes were clear, but his heart was filled with excitement and surprise.

Only now did he dare to truly believe it.

She really wasn't dead. She was sitting by his side.

Lin Ange smiled brightly and replied with a smile.

"I'm not leaving for now …"

"Yes."

The corner of Lu Yiyao Han's lips curved up in a faint smile. His deep black eyes fell on her petite face.

His heart sank.

If he didn't leave now, he would still leave.

Ring, ring, ring.

Lu Yiyao's phone rang at an inappropriate time, but Lin Ange's tensed nerves relaxed a little.

The heavens still favored her. Whenever she wanted to escape from him, his phone would always ring.

Lu Yiyao took out his cellphone from his pocket and glanced at her. His expression darkened as he smiled at Lin Ange.

"You go back first."

"Yes, yes."

Lin Ange nodded in agreement as if a heavy burden had been lifted off her shoulders. She then pulled open the door of the car beside her and walked out, smiling indifferently at the proud and reserved figure inside.

"Goodbye, uncle."

"My name is Lu Yiyao."

Lu Yiyao held the ringing phone, squinted his cold eyes and smiled.

The clear, cold words carried a different meaning.

He was clearly reminding her not to call him uncle, but instead to call him by name.

The intelligent Lin Ange pretended not to understand his words, smiled at him, and then lightly closed the door.

The black Maybach sped away. Lin Ange took Lu Yiyao's shirt, which was splattered with soup, and returned to the car.

Get in the car.

With a self-deprecating smile, he turned the steering wheel and headed towards the Helan Family's mausoleum garden.

Green pine and green cypress.

The trees were shady.

The mausoleum garden was very solemn and quiet.

Lin Ange parked the car and carried the two bouquets of flowers toward the grave of her grandfather, grandmother, and mother.

The three graves were connected.

Helan Miao and his wife, Zhu Ling, were buried together, which was higher than Helan Jing's grave.

A thin drizzle fell from the sky, making the entire mausoleum seem even more desolate.

"Grandfather, Grandma, Mother, your Ge Ge is back. How have you been these four years? "Grandfather, grandmother, mother, I'm fine, uncle is fine too …"

Lin Ange knelt down and placed the flowers in front of the tombstone, whispering about her long memories.

It had been twelve years since they'd left her.

For twelve years, things had changed.

Grandfather's hard-earned victory had fallen into the hands of Lin Yifei's ingrate, and even the Western Yunshan Manor had almost fallen into the hands of Lin Ran.

"Grandfather, grandmother, mother, don't worry." This time, I will definitely take back everything related to Helan Family, and let those people who hurt you die a horrible death. "

"Grandfather, grandmother, mother, I have one more thing to tell you, I have a baby, he is already three years old. He was cute and smart. When I have time, I will bring him back to see you all. "

"Grandpa, grandma, mom, I really miss you guys …"

The drizzle fell on Lin Ange's comb-like long eyelashes. Starlight rolled in her eyes, and her face was wet. It was unknown whether it was tears or rain.

Lin Ange kowtowed to the tombstone three times before finally standing up.

When he was about to leave, he saw a relatively new tomb not far from Helan Jing's Tomb.

"It couldn't be mine, could it?"

Lin Ange mocked herself as she walked over to take a look.

The tomb of his beloved daughter, Lin Ange.

Hehe, it really is her.

Loving his daughter?

Lin Ange suddenly felt that it was funny, didn't Lin Yifei's conscience hurt?

In order to monopolize his grandfather's inheritance, he watched Lin Ran burn him to death without trying to dissuade or rescue him.

Dead, the words carved on the tombstone were truly piercing to the eyes.

She did not know why she did not bury her next to her mother's grave, but rather stayed a little far away, separated from her by an open space.

Heh …

It must have been Lin Ran's idea.

He deliberately left her alone, left her alone after her death.

Lin Ange's black eyes became sharp and cold as she pursed her lips.

"Lin Yifei, Lin Ran, today is only the beginning. Just you two wait."

When she looked down, she saw a bunch of hyacinths in front of the tombstone.

It was her favorite flower.

The flowers were tender and full. It was obvious that they had just been placed there.

Lin Ange subconsciously looked around, thinking to herself.

Had Uncle's friend come?

No, if her uncle's friend had been here, wouldn't he have just placed flowers in front of her tombstone?

Lin Ange frowned. Who could it be?

In the Yunjing, who would care about her?

Lin Ange walked out of the Helan Family's mausoleum garden with heavy steps. After returning to the car, she took a tissue and wiped her wet face.

In the dark, a black Maybach was parked.

Lu Yiyao, who sat in the backseat, watched her silently. A trace of heartache flashed across his long and narrow eyes.

"..."

At the Lu Family Residence.

Lin Zhiyan pulled Lu Hengyuan home. The moment they sat down, they pointed at Lu Hengyuan's nose and cursed.

"Say, you're such a miser, yet you don't even know that there's a large patch of lush green grass on top of your head. Why are you making such a big joke out of nothing?" You've completely lost face for the Lu Family, how will your dad and I go out and meet people in the future … "

"…"

Lu Hengyuan stood in the living room with his chest moving up and down. He was extremely annoyed, but he didn't know what to say.

When Lin Zhiyan saw that he didn't make a sound, she became even more furious and rebuked him harshly.

"Hey you, there are so many girls in the Yunjing, why must you provoke someone from the Lin Family? "None of the two sisters are good. Each is lower than the other …"