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Xuebao took a few steps forward and hid behind a pine tree. From this angle, she could see Yan Junyi's side profile. She could also clearly see the sadness on his face. A bloodthirsty and detestable man actually had such a lonely moment.

She hugged the pine tree trunk and stared blankly at him, unable to move her gaze away. She was attracted by his rare melancholy temperament. She had seen this temperament of his a few days ago, but it was always fleeting. Only this time, he had always stood there quietly. He looked at the photo on the tombstone sadly.

Then he suddenly turned around. Xuebao was shocked. She stared at him in horror and he was looking at her with his cold gaze. She did not know when he noticed that someone was peeking at him.

Xuebao had no choice but to walk out from behind the tree trunk. She laughed awkwardly twice and then walked towards where he was. She laughed dryly and said, "Dear, what a coincidence. Did you come to see your wife?"

Her eyes sneakily looked towards the tombstone. She clearly saw the name Yi Yuer. She also clearly saw the small face with big eyes and a bright smile. This face was the same as the face she saw on the computer and in south yard.

Yi Yuer was really dead. She died eight years ago. Xuebao felt her head buzzing. She stared blankly at everything in front of her eyes. Everything was so real!

"What are you doing here?" Yan Junyi seemed to be very dissatisfied with her appearance. He seemed to be very dissatisfied with her using this kind of gaze to look at Yi Yuer's photo. He was even more dissatisfied with her sudden interruption.

Xuebao smiled and said, "I came to see my mother. No, I came here to see my dad. I didn't expect to meet you so coincidentally." If mother fan heard her words, she would definitely be very angry.

After hearing her words, Yan Junyi's expression eased up. He once again cast his gaze on Yi Yuer's face and then silently looked at her.

Xuebao saw that he was so obsessed with his ex-wife, and a trace of jealousy suddenly appeared in her heart. She did not want to continue like this, so she began to think about what she should do now. Just now she said that she wanted to see her father here, so she still had to find a father.

Thus, she walked to the side. Today, her luck was clearly very bad, but now her luck suddenly turned for the better. She had only walked for less than 100 meters when she saw the grave of Fan engraved on the gravestone beside her.

Xuebao did not even think and walked over. She hugged the marble tombstone that was slightly hot from the sun and cried loudly, "Dad, you died in such an unjust way! Mom and I miss you so much."

As she cried, she used the corner of her eye to glance at Yan Junyi who was not far away. His gaze finally left his beautiful ex-wife. She had achieved her goal. This method of attracting Yan Junyi's gaze was really boring. She did not know if Yu Er would blame her.

She did not care about that woman! After all, she had already passed away.

"Dad, quickly come out and see me. You haven't hugged me for a long time. I miss you." Xuebao continued to cry with snot and tears. She kept rubbing her tears and snot onto the tombstone.

"If you keep howling, your dad will really come out to see you." A cold voice suddenly came from behind her. Xuebao was so scared that she jumped up from the tombstone. What you said is not true, right?

Yan Junyi stood behind her and looked at the words and photos on the tombstone. Then he said mockingly, "Your dad is so young!"

Xuebao was afraid. She instinctively looked at the photo on the tombstone. It was actually a five or six-year-old boy. Her face instantly turned red and she felt ashamed. She blamed herself for only looking at the name and not the photo.

In order to cover up her embarrassment, she once again went forward and hugged the child's tombstone. Then, she choked and said, "That was taken by my father when he was young. This is the most handsome photo he has. I chose this for him."

Yan Junyi only smiled faintly. He turned around and walked towards the entrance of the cemetery.

Xuebao's wolf howl turned into a low cry. She turned around and saw that Yan Junyi had already walked a little far away. Just as she was about to stop crying.

There was a sound like a stone falling to the ground behind the tombstone. Xuebao was stunned for a moment, then there was a second sound.

"Ghost!" Xuebao shouted, threw the wilted yellow chrysanthemums in her arms onto the tombstone, and ran away! Oh heavens! Did she really call that child out?

She ran all the way and shouted at Yan Junyi's back, "Yan Junyi! Young Master! Hubby! Darling! Wait for me, don't go. Help..."

Yan Junyi turned his head and saw Xuebao running towards him while screaming. Behind the tombstone that she had just knelt on, a few cleaning workers were cleaning the cemetery. The corner of his mouth curled up into a smile as he watched Xuebao rush into his arms with a pale face! He kept shouting, "There's a ghost..."

"What? Your dad came out to see you?" Yan Junyi put one hand around her waist and said mockingly.

He actually teased her? Xuebao angrily used her fist to hit his back and said angrily, "I am telling the truth. If you don't believe me, look..." After she said that, she pointed towards the tomb.

Huh? Why are there two staff members?

Her fingers froze in the air and her face turned red again. She was ashamed of her 'wonderful' performance just now. Especially when she saw the faint smile on Yan Junyi's face. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a grave and hide in it.

Yan Junyi saw that her expression kept changing. He shook her off, turned around, and continued to walk towards the exit.

Even though it was just a farce just now, Xuebao, who was frightened, still felt a chill in her heart when she looked at the cemetery full of graves. She sped up her footsteps and caught up with Yan Junyi. She hugged his arm and walked towards the exit.

Yan Junyi instinctively wanted to pull his hand back, but he was hugged even tighter by her. He did not want to be so intimate with other women in front of Yu Er, because he did not want his Yu Er to be sad.

However, when he saw the frightened face of the woman beside him, he suddenly could not bear to shake her off. He could only let her carry him and walk forward.

It was only when they left the cemetery that Xuebao let go of his hand and stood where she was looking at him. Because it was already 5: 20 PM and the last bus was long gone. In other words, she could not go back.

Yan Junyi seemed to not see her begging for help. He left her and walked into the parking lot alone, and then a sports car slowly drove towards the exit. Xuebao was anxious. He actually ignored her?

Didn't he know that the last bus had already disappeared? Didn't she know that she didn't call the driver? It was naturally impossible for a rich young master like him to know!

But what should she do now? Should she walk back? There was definitely no taxi in this place. Returning to the city, the bus would take two hours. Even if she drove, it would take an hour. If she walked back, it would take about three days.

Xuebao unconsciously quickened her pace and walked down the mountain.

She pouted and cursed as she walked. When she reached the intersection, she was surprised to see that the car just now was parked by the side of the road. In the car, Yan Junyi was looking at her through the rearview mirror, as if he was deliberately waiting for her.

Delighted, she jogged over and opened the door of the passenger car. She got into the car and looked at Yan Junyan with a smile. "I knew my husband would not leave me behind!"

Yan Junyi looked at her and reminded her indifferently, "Remember to ask the driver to send you when you go out in the future. It is not a coincidence every time."

Was he concerned about her? Xuebao looked at him with slight surprise and a trace of warmth suddenly flashed across her heart. The feeling of being cared for by others was always good, even though she and him were only using and being used!

The car slowly started again and no one in the car said anything else. Xuebao grabbed the door handle by the side and secretly sized up Yan Junyi's handsome face. She asked, "Young Master, do you believe that there are ghosts in the world?"

Yan Junyi glanced at Xuebao in the rearview mirror. He thought Xuebao asked this kind of boring question because she was scared just now. He replied faintly, "I don't believe that there are ghosts in the world."

"Why?" Xuebao asked.

"Because there are no ghosts in the world."

"Yes, I also feel that there are no ghosts in this world." Xuebao nodded her head and softly comforted herself. But what was the matter with Yi Yuer that she saw last night?

Xuebao looked at Yan Junyi again and pretended to be casual as she asked, "Young Master, the Yan residence is so big. The north courtyard is where the servants live. Who lives in the south yard?"

Xuebao clearly saw Yan Junyi's body stiffen. A gloomy expression flashed across his face. Then he glared at her unhappily and said indifferently, "If you want to live a few more days, I advise you not to be so curious about everything. Do you understand?"

What did Yan Junyi mean by that? Xuebao was stunned. She suddenly wanted to know what kind of secrets were hidden in south yard.

Yan Junyi seemed to be warning her not to be so curious. But if she did not investigate this matter clearly, she would not be able to sleep!

"What's so great about you?" Xuebao said so. She deliberately ignored Yan Junyi's displeasure. She continued to look at his side profile and carefully asked, "Young Master, did you attend Yu Er's funeral after Yu Er died? Did you see her body?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the car suddenly turned to the side and stopped! The huge impact caused Xuebao to heavily fall forward. Luckily, she had her seatbelt fastened.

Xuebao immediately became abnormally angry. She used her hand to pat her little heart that had been scared out of her wits. She raised her head and glared at Yan Junyi. But when Xuebao's gaze touched the coldness on his face, her heart suddenly skipped a beat. Suddenly, she no longer had any anger!

Can't she ask this question? This was Yan Junyi's sad matter, how could she ask randomly? Xuebao's heart suddenly began to feel fear and apologetic.