Chapter 5 Only when you buy in person is sincere.

Ye Rin followed Bo Ember Liang into a luxurious and low-key Bentley and sat in the back seat.

The atmosphere inside the car was a bit dreary.

Ye Rin has been rolling in society for so many years, and he thinks that he can see seven or eight points from people, but he still can't figure out the preferences or personality of Bo Ember Liang.

He is too deep and too quiet for others to guess his thoughts.

So in front of him, she has always been silent, afraid that if she says something, she will leak out.

The driver drove a distance, and Ye Rin finally found that this was not the way to the company, she moved her buttocks, and couldn't help asking, "Where are we going?" ”

"Cemetery."

Ye Rin's figure suddenly became stiff, her eyes were wide open, her dark pupils contracted slightly, her breathing suddenly became rapid, and there was nowhere to put her hands.

Today was her father's death day, how could she not know, but she could only pretend to be ignorant.

Because of her, she couldn't go to see him.

She asked blankly, "For... Why? ”

The car was speeding fast, and he lowered his head to look at the slightly dull little face, and he lifted his eyes slightly.

Because, I don't want to see you sad.

It's just that this sentence is really not the style of Master Bo, even if he is rotten in his heart, he will not say it.

Bo Ember Liang retracted his gaze and turned his head to look at the scenery that quickly passed by outside the window, his mind idle.

It wasn't until Lao Wang's driver drove to the cemetery that Ye Rin came to his senses.

Bo Ember Liang handed him the sacrifice, she looked at these things in her hand in a daze, it was her father's favorite wine and flowers when he was alive, she suddenly understood that he had gotten up early in the morning to buy these things.

She smiled, "It's good to ask someone to buy it, you don't need to run there yourself." ”

He replied lightly, "Only those who buy it in person are sincere." ”

"......." Ye Rin pursed her lips, and her mood suddenly became a little complicated, "Thank you." ”

"It should."

The two of them exchanged pleasantries very unfamiliarly.

But Ye Rin still spread out a trace of emotion.

Bo Ember Liang knew that she should want to be alone with her father for a while, so he didn't insist on following, until Ye Rin's back gradually disappeared, and he let Lao Wang drive away.

Ye Rin stepped into the cemetery, looked down, and noticed that his father's tombstone was unusually clean, not even a little dust was stained, as if someone had come to clean it.

She slowly squatted down, stroked her fingers over the cross tombstone, and sighed: "Dad, Dad, you said that you are not good at what you are, you have nothing to do as a criminal police captain, and in the end you became an undercover agent, even if you were framed to death, you have to carry the black pot for others, and you will be spurned by the world after death." ”

At that time, the case of Ye Ran, the captain of the criminal police brigade, colluding with the gangsters, set off a storm across the country, almost to the point where everyone shouted and shouted to kill, if it weren't for the help of nobles in secret, she was afraid that her father's bones would not be found.

She propped her head and muttered, "Daddy, it's hard for me to come to see you right now, so don't blame me." ”

The enemy is in the dark, and my father must have discovered something, so it led to his final tragic death. She didn't know what was going wrong, but she was sure that no one could believe the group of people in the criminal police team.

The case involves too much and the scope is too wide, she is his daughter, almost everyone in the criminal police team knows her, she first has to ensure that her life is not threatened, so she has changed her previous flamboyant image, and behaves like a soft persimmon that can be pinched in front of the world.

At the beginning, he also wanted to seek a powerful protective umbrella, so he insisted on marrying Bo Yanliang by virtue of his father's verbal marriage contract.