Chapter 137: Celebrities Gather

The person who came turned out to be Lin Wan.

Her arrival surprised Lin Qing's family.

Lin Qing's beautiful eyes widened, and she even felt that Lin Wan came over at this time to see their family's jokes.

Lin Wan also knew that she was not welcome, so she didn't say anything, nodded and said hello to Lin Qing and the others, and then walked quickly to Lin Xue's tombstone, took out the incense candles and other tributes in the bag and put them on the table, and then bowed.

"Xiaoxue, I haven't come to visit you in the past three years, it's my mistake..."

"Back then, you were killed by Wang Zikun's bastard, and I also wanted to help you, but the Wang family at that time was powerful, and I didn't dare to offend them... The only thing I can do is to take care of your daughter Xiaoxiao, raise her, and wait for Qin Feng to come back and reunite their parents..."

"Xiaoxue, please, forgive me... In the past few years, it has not been easy for me..."

Lin Wan knelt in front of the tombstone, crying bitterly and repenting at the same time.

What she said was for Qin Feng.

After finishing speaking, Lin Wan took advantage of the time to wipe her tears, glanced at Qin Feng from the corner of her eye, and found that he was standing next to him with his daughter in his arms, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't say anything.

Lin Wan secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

It seems that he can escape the catastrophe.

Thinking of her grandmother and the relatives of the Lin family, Lin Wan only felt that they were simply stupid and incorrigible.

Soon, someone came up the mountain again.

This time it was a white-haired old man, with crutches and inconvenient legs, and dozens of juniors behind him.

"Zhao Lidong, bring the thirty-seven members of the Zhao family to worship Miss Lin Xue."

Zhao Lidong took the entire family and bowed to Lin Xue's tombstone.

Then the people of the Zhao family retreated to the side and stood silently.

Because behind the Zhao family, a large number of people in black clothes came, and it was all the patrols of the Jiangzhou Sky Survey Division, as well as Liang Yan, the general secretary.

After Liang Yan worshiped Lin Xue, he also stood aside and said hello to Zhao Lidong.

"Old man Zhao, don't come unharmed."

"Unharmed, unharmed."

Zhao Lidong nodded, a trace of gratitude flashing across his face.

He and Liang Yan have been old friends for many years, and this time Liang Yan reminded Zhao Lidong that today is the third anniversary of the death of Qin Feng's wife Lin Xue.

Otherwise, Zhao Lidong would have missed this opportunity to atone for his sins.

Later, many people went up to the mountain to worship.

Tang Peilin, chairman of Datang Group, father and daughter.

The new commander of the Jiangzhou War Department.

The lord of Jiangzhou City.

...

After these people came, they all bowed to Lin Xue's tombstone, and then stood aside and were silent.

As more and more people came to worship, the platform at the top of the mountain was almost filled with people.

It's never been so lively.

"Hongwen... So many people come to worship Xiaoxue, but who are they? Why don't I know any of them? Hu Lanfang asked cautiously.

Lin Hongwen also shook his head.

Although he didn't know these people, their posture, temperament and conversation were all different, and they were obviously not idle people.

Why are there so many bigwigs who come to worship their daughter on the third anniversary of her death?

Is there anything different?

Lin Hongwen couldn't help but look at Qin Feng, his gaze slowly becoming deeper.

An incredible thought slowly came to mind.

At this time, Yang Baohu hurriedly came up from the bottom of the mountain, came to Qin Feng's side, and reported in a low voice: "Master Qin, the people of the Wang family are here." ”