When he woke up, it was already ten o'clock in the morning, and Lu Hao stretched comfortably. Yan Juan called breakfast directly into the room.

After eating breakfast, Lu Hao directly called Shi Tian over.

"Boss, you're recovering?" Seeing Lu Hao's energetic look, Shi Tian asked in surprise.

"Not yet? Just halfway recovered. Lu Hao sat on the sofa, crossed Erlang's legs and took a sip of the tea made by Yan Juan and said.

"What are you going to do?" Shi Tian took the coffee handed over by Yan Juan and asked.

"I'm going to do it right at their engagement ceremony, how about it? Dare to go? Lu Hao's voice had a hint of arrogance.

"Engagement ceremony?" Shi Tian pondered for a moment, "Okay, if you want to make a big fuss, I really want to see what the engagement ceremony of the upper class on Hong Kong Island looks like." Speaking of which, Shi Tian looked a little eager to try.

"You ......" Yan Juan looked like she wanted to speak and stopped.

"Don't worry, if you don't want to go, I won't force it." Lu Hao stroked Yan Juan's soft long hair and said softly. It's rare for a woman to do this for herself.

"What are you kidding? Thousands of miles away, after nine deaths, I want to see this rival in love, I want to see what kind of woman can make you think like this. Speaking of this, Yan Juan pouted, obviously with a hint of jealousy.

"Alright! So what did you just want to say? Lu Hao saw Yan Juan's appearance and said helplessly.

"There are still ten days until August 8, and you don't want to go to the mall or something? How many clothes to buy? It's a shopper's paradise! Speaking of this, Lu Hao obviously noticed that Yan Juan's eyes were shining, it turned out that this girl was thinking about this. Lu Hao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Okay, but before I do, I'm going to take you somewhere." Lu Hao's expression was a little unnatural.

"Where are you going?" Yan Juan asked with a curious look.

"Cemetery!"

"Cemetery? What are you doing there? Yan Juan's expression was unnatural.

"See someone!"

Lu Hao didn't say much, and there was a hint of complexity in his expression.

Yan Juan looked at Lu Hao, full of curiosity, she didn't understand who Lu Hao went to see in the cemetery, but seeing that Lu Hao's mood was not high, she didn't ask questions. Shi Tian turned his head to look at the sky outside the window, as if thinking about something.

The streets of Hong Kong Island are clean and fresh, perhaps because of the proximity to the sea, the air is always unusually humid, making people breathe unusually comfortable.

Soon the taxi stopped at the door of the Peninsula Cemetery, and Yan Juan and the others followed Lu Hao to a tombstone. A handsome photograph was attached to the tombstone.

The tomb of Lu Yuzhi, the first hypnotic master on Hong Kong Island, died at the age of 35 at the age of Chinese New Year's Eve. Meng's Xueli.

Seeing this name, Lu Hao's heart was extremely complicated, the ashes of his previous life were buried here, but his soul had already gone to someone else's body.

Is she the monument she erected for me? Maybe there is still a little bit of friendship for me. Mengshi, hey...... After all, she has never been surnamed Lu, and she is not her husband.

Standing in front of the tombstone, Lu Hao was silent for a long time, and his eyes looked at the inscription in a daze.

"He's a master hypnosis?" Seeing the inscription on the tombstone, Yan Juan realized that Lu Hao was remembering his predecessors. However, who is Mengxue? Friends? But it is certain that it is not a wife, otherwise the inscription should be the tomb of the deceased husband Lu Yu. Yan Juan's careful mind kept turning.

Oh, that's not right! When Yan Juan's gaze shifted to the photo, she suddenly felt her brain tremble.

"How is this possible?" The photo on the tombstone is seven or eight points similar to Lu Hao, but it has a little more calmness and the momentum of the superior.

"This ......" Yan Juan's brain was extremely chaotic. And Shi Tian suddenly showed a sudden expression after seeing the photo on the tombstone.

People who are in chaos are really in chaos.

"Old ...... Husband...... How did he ...... How can I ...... with you" Yan Juan's voice also trembled a little.

"I'll tell you when I get back!" Lu Hao didn't plan to hide it from Yan Juan, but said lightly.

In half an hour, Lu Hao finally left, maybe this time he left to cut off any relationship with the past! In the future, he will only be Lu Hao, not Lu Yu. This secret is only known to Yan Juan and Shi Tian.

At the moment when Lu Hao turned around, a majestic telekinesis surged out, directly acting on the tombstone.

Click......

The tombstone stone on the good ground was split in half directly under Lu Hao**'s mental power.

"This ...... What's going on? Yan Juan's eyes widened, and her face showed a burst of horror, after all, things were really weird. Shi Tian's face also showed a hint of surprise. looked at Lu Hao, who was expressionless.

"Since it doesn't have anything to do with it, what's the point of erecting this monument!" Lu Hao said lightly, and walked towards the gate of the cemetery without looking back.

"Honey, this ...... Did you do it? Yan Juan took two steps to follow, with a look of disbelief in her eyes. I don't understand why Lu Hao did this.

"Let's go, go back to the hotel, and I'll tell you everything you want to know about the road." Lu Hao gently patted Yan Juan's little head, put his arm around her shoulders and walked forward.

Shi Tian behind him didn't say a word, he could feel that Lu Hao's heart was condensed with a surging resentment. Maybe this trip to Hong Kong Island will not be too smooth!

Lu Hao and the others had just gotten into a taxi, and an extended version of Lincoln stopped at the door of the cemetery.

An elegant figure stepped out of the car. She has a peerless appearance, a noble temperament like a princess, soft and crystal skin, white and red, crooked corners of her mouth, and clear eyes, giving people a sense of tranquility and elegance.

Mengxue, the perfect goddess of Hong Kong Island, the dream of many successful people**.

"Miss, why do you have to come to see Young Master Lu at this time?" A girl with a crisp voice raised a parasol to Mengxue's head.

"I miss him!" Meng Xue's face was tinged with sadness, and the moment he fell to the ground, he realized how much he loved him. At that moment, her heart also went with him.

"Then why are you engaged to Young Master Muxiong so quickly? It's been less than a year since Young Master Lu died! The girl pouted a little unhappily. Obviously, she doesn't like Mu Xiong very much.

"Feifei, there are many things you don't understand...... Mengxue's expression was a little helpless, but the moment she saw Lu Yu's tombstone, the whole person was instantly stunned.

"Who did this?"

A wave of hysteria spread in Mengxue's heart. The tombstone with good stone is directly cut off at the waist, and the cross-section is extremely neat. "Meng's Snow" is completely separated from the last word "Li", as if the two are incompatible at all. It seems that he doesn't want to have anything to do with the three words Meng's snow.

"Fei Fei, call someone to check for me, no matter what, you must find out who did it for me!" Mengxue's face was frosty, and the jade hands holding the flowers were faintly revealing cyan blood vessels, and she was really angry with her calm temperament.

"Yes, Miss!" The girl, named Fei Fei, went directly to the management of the cemetery.

Meng Xue leaned over, and the jade hand swept over the broken traces, revealing a trace of sadness. Who exactly is going to do this? Don't you even spare the dead?

Suddenly, a vague figure appeared in Mengxue's mind.

"Could it be him?"

A hint of doubt flashed across Meng Xueqiao's face. With Mu Xiong's selfish and domineering character, he should be able to do this kind of thing.

A hint of anger appeared on Mengxue's face.