I don't know if it's too sensitive, she feels that his voice is so stiff, as if she has disturbed him.

"Well, you're busy."

"Feng Feng ......"

"I'm fine, you leave me alone."

She hung up silently.

The taxi stopped at the door, but she suddenly lost the courage to go in, slowly got out of the car, and stood aside. After lingering for a long time, a group of people came out of the revolving glass door. It was Li Huan, Sister Chen, and three or five young men and women, among whom there were two very young women, tall, good-looking, and dressed in professional clothes generously and charmingly. Li Huan seemed to be asking something, and the young girl raised her lovely face and replied diligently, it was the kind of obvious enthusiasm for the boss of the Diamond King......

I have long understood that for a man like Li Huan, it is impossible for a woman to take the initiative to show favor around him, and in minutes, someone pounces to fill the position.

They obviously went to a meeting or a business trip, not to have fun, but they obviously felt that they and Li Huan were people from two worlds.

A venomous snake crawled up to the mouth of the heart again, rolling its skin through its skin with cold snakeskin.

Li Huan, what he wants to match should be such a young and beautiful girl, a wife without any stain. At least, after walking in front of people, people will not poke their backbones and say, "I've seen your wife's indecent ......"

If he really loved, how could he bear to be insulted by others?

Li Huan, he is so good, the later women will really love him, even more than themselves. Because of simplicity, love will be more pure.

What could be more beneficial to him than his own departure?

You know, as long as a man has money and power, he has the whole world, and women are nothing more than icing on the cake, not an absolute necessity.

She stepped aside and watched as several of them got into the company's car, as if they were out for something. Then, she slowly beckoned and took a taxi away.

When I was in the car, I once again strengthened my heart to go abroad: That's right, this is my choice, and it is also Li Huan's choice - Li Huan, I was sorry for you before. Actually, not at all. What you need is definitely not my sorry. My departure is a fulfillment of you.

Suddenly, I was relieved.

It's not any holiday, the weather is bad, and the cemetery is surprisingly deserted.

Feng Feng went up along the mountain road, there were not many vendors selling incense wax paper money along the way, and piles of yellow chrysanthemums were lying at the feet of a woman selling flowers, unable to cover them with an umbrella, and they were beaten by the rain and faded.

Feng Feng was holding a handful of big red roses in his hand, which he bought at the foot of the mountain. The peddler looked at her a few times, and few people took this flower up the mountain to worship.

Feng Feng slowly ascended the mountainside, and further, under a circle of pines and cypresses in the cemetery, Huang Hui's portrait maintained an eternal smile.

After the light rain, the slate next to him was still wet, Feng Feng sat down slowly, put the flower in front of him, took out the fragrant wax from the plastic bag he was carrying, and burned a stack of paper money. These paper coins are the largest denominations in vogue nowadays, and they are the most expensive in units of "tens of billions".

This may be the last time I burned paper for Huang Hui, right?

Before, she always felt that she owed Li Huan and Ye Jia - but now, she suddenly understood that she didn't owe anyone - except Huang Hui.

It's just Huang Hui.