Summer goes to winter, and the peony flowers in the backyard bloomed the most when Su Xiaoxiao left, and now it has passed another cycle.

The people on the street were wrapped in thick coats, and their feet were in the thin snow, making a small noise.

Compared to the ice and snow outside, the president's office of Mutian Group is significantly warmer. Lu Feng had just arranged the work of various departments for the next week, and was standing at his desk at the moment with a notebook to report the scheduled itinerary to the man in front of him.

The deep male voice, just the right tone and speed of speech, allowed Qin Yitian, who was looking at the information, to quickly screen out the important arrangements, and then replied at the end: "Tomorrow night's drinking party will be canceled, just send a representative to go." ”

Lu Feng frowned slightly after hearing this, and immediately reminded: "Mr. Qin, several partners from Los Angeles will also attend when the time comes, you should have come down when they invited you to the video conference before, and if you don't go now, I'm afraid something is wrong." ”

Hearing this, Qin Yitian finally raised his head, looked at Lu Feng with some hesitation, and quickly searched for the things he mentioned. After a while, he sighed lightly, raised his hand to signal Lu Feng to retreat, and at the same time responded: "Then go." ”

"Got it, then I'll go down first."

When the door closed, Qin Yitian propped up his elbows and pinched his eyebrows, his eyes fell back to the pile of contract papers on the table, and his heart was slightly irritable.

The cocktail party Lu Feng mentioned was an exchange meeting organized by the New York Chamber of Commerce, which was held at the Linyue Hotel, and invited all the big names in the New York business district.

In fact, there are several such meetings every year, but this time it is larger, and some of the leading Los Angeles leaders will also attend.

Qin Yitian rarely participated in this kind of occasion, after all, he was already standing at the top of the New York business district, and those so-called partners were just financial exchanges for him, and there was no mercy in private. Helplessly, Chrysostom has been opened, and he still accepts it in front of so many people, so naturally he can't get out.

Of course, He Liannan will also attend this kind of reception. Now his appearance rate is getting higher and higher, the previous low-key and mysterious style has been completely subverted, and he often has a gentle expression and attitude, which is even more popular among insiders.

Many media privately compared the two of them to ice and fire, Qin Yitian is cold ice, and He Liannan is warm fire. The two have their own worlds in New York, and because of their different businesses, they don't interfere with each other.

No one knew that there was a deep blood feud between these two people.

The snow outside the floor-to-ceiling window still "trickled" and did not stop, Qin Yitian got up and walked to the window, his eyes were pale.

It's been nearly eight months, eight months of waiting and anticipation, in exchange for only Su Ming's monthly forwarding information, and the content has never changed.

Brother, everything is fine, don't read it.

And he, in the dense list of information, there are only cold advertisements and garbage.

She didn't even think to contact herself once.

In fact, except for Su Ming, other people, including Mu Chenlang, Qin Kemeng and Bai Yaxuan, have no news of her, not even Su Tingxiao.

Qin Yitian only found out afterwards that Su Xiaoxiao had been to the old mansion on the night he left, and left a letter to Su Tingxiao. As for the content of the letter, he didn't know, and he only guessed that Su Xiaoxiao should have told Su Tingxiao some of his plans, so Su Tingxiao would reassure himself seriously.

Everyone told him to rest assured, but how could he rest assured. He even moved out of the villa, almost spending the night in the "paint night", the company, and the old house. It's just that there was her shadow everywhere in that room, and he couldn't breathe at all.

After standing for a moment, Qin Yitian suddenly picked up a long coat from the sofa and draped it over his shoulders, and left the office with heavy steps.

More than forty minutes later, the suburb of Fuyuan Cemetery

Rows of black tombstones, neat and solemn, the environment is extremely quiet, leaning against the mountains.

Qin Yitian walked straight to the upper floor, and finally stopped in front of a tombstone surrounded by sunflowers. He hooked the corners of his mouth shallowly and said softly, "Jian Jian, Dad has come to see you." As he spoke, he squatted down to replace some of the yellowish sunflowers in front of the tomb, and gently brushed off the fine dust on the tomb with his fingers.

The words written on the stele are clearly visible: the tomb of the beloved son Qin Shujian.

This was done by Qin Yitian a month after Qin Shujian left, and he originally thought that he would bring Su Xiaoxiao when he got better, but he didn't expect that he had no chance until now. She definitely didn't know that Qin Shujian had such a place to rest.

Compared with other tombstones, Qin Shujian's is obviously well cared for, and there are only one or two clusters of sunflowers next to the tomb that are a little short of water, and the others are blooming very well. Qin Yitian specially hired someone to change flowers and clean the incense every day, and he would come here every once in a while, sometimes sitting for most of the day, and most of the time he was silently looking into the distance, and did not say much.

Today, he is still like this, bending his feet next to the tomb, as if Qin Shujian is really by his side at this moment.

Until the afterglow of the sunset was plated on his body, Qin Yitian slowly got up, patted the clothes on the back of his body, and gently said goodbye to the tombstone: "Jian Jian, Dad is gone, I will come to see you in a few days." ”

As the words fell, a cold wind blew, and flakes of snow fell from the sky. Qin Yitian raised his eyes slightly, his face couldn't help showing a soft color, and he said to himself to the sky: "Jian Jian, if you can fall asleep, can I ask you to tell your mother, just say that your father misses her very much." ”

As the words fell, he lowered his eyes and laughed again, his voice with endless sourness.

Time passed quickly, and on the night of the reception, Qin Yitian took a car to Linyue after finishing his work.

The lights outside the hotel are brilliant, and there are more than a dozen waiters and doormen waiting at the door, serving the people present from time to time, thoughtful and considerate.

As soon as the car entered the hotel area, Lu Feng heard a deep voice from the back seat of the car, "Go directly to the parking lot, I'll get off there." ”

"Yes." The road wind answered, and then pointed in the opposite direction to the gate, and the driver immediately made a detour.

Compared to the main hall gate, the underground parking lot is much quieter. Qin Yitian got out of the car in front of the SVIP passage, and then slowly walked in.

This is a special passage for the hotel, and fingerprint verification is required to enter, and there are only a handful of people in New York who have the access code here.

took the elevator all the way to the 26th floor, the door opened with a "ding", and Lu Feng walked out with Qin Yitian. Suddenly, the person in front of him paused, and Lu Feng almost hit it.

He stared at his back suspiciously, and for a moment he had the illusion that Qin Yitian froze, and even the surrounding air was a little stagnant.

"Mr. Qin?" Lu Feng cautiously spoke.

The man in front of him didn't answer, but after a few seconds he took a step in the direction of the hall.

The people around him gradually became bustling, and soon, people around Qin Yitian began to come to greet him one after another. And he, his eyes were always unfocused, and he scanned the people in the field randomly, trying to make sure that the missed shot of the heart just now was not an illusion.

The moment he got out of the elevator, he smelled a burst of flower soap, which was engraved in his heart. When I glanced around, I saw a man and a woman holding hands and leaving in the crowd.

Dressed in an emerald slim cheongsam with a velvet silver shawl on his shoulders, he walked swaying and colorful, but without losing his dignified temperament. Just one back is a reverie.

And it was because of her dress and posture that Qin Yitian immediately waved away the conjecture in his heart and recovered from the panic.

Su Xiaoxiao doesn't like cheongsam, and Su Xiaoxiao won't walk like this, he is afraid that his thoughts will become a disaster, and he will be stunned!

However, standing in this gorgeous field at this moment, Qin Yitian suddenly wanted to see who that woman was.