Early the next morning, Song Zhiyuan was woken up by a rapid mobile phone ringtone.

It was Xia Xingluo who called.

Song Zhiyuan swiped his finger over the answer button and put the phone to his ear, "Xingxing, what's wrong?" ”

"Iris, I sent you a picture of you, have you seen it, which dress is good-looking?" Xia Xingluo's eager voice came.

"Skirts?" Song Zhiyuan just woke up and didn't react at once.

Xia Xingluo let out a 'hmm' and explained, "Your brother will come back in the afternoon, you can help me pick one." ”

"My brother is coming back?" Song Zhiyuan was even more confused.

How did she remember that her brother said that he would only come back the day after tomorrow?

"It's said that there is a mission, but it's not very clear." Xia Xingluo explained.

As she spoke, she said in a heavy tone, "Kite, the spring breeze has been smashed." ”

"When did you call the police?" Song Zhiyuan chuckled in his heart.

Although the spring breeze is going to be closed, this is Xia Xingluo's hard work after all.

"I reported it, saying that there was an unexpected power outage in the entire block at that time, and the vehicles passing by at that time could only be checked by the monitoring of the intersection." Xia Xingluo was a little helpless.

Don't say that she doesn't have hope, hearing this, Song Zhiyuan also feels that there is not much hope.

The street where Du Chunfeng is located is mostly entertainment venues, and the traffic flow is not ordinarily large.

If the gang did not get to the place and did it, but passed at another time and left at an unrelated time, there is no way to know for sure.

And Du Chunfeng itself is a bar, and the day before the store closes, it is still overcrowded, let alone rely on fingerprints or shoe prints to check.

"No matter, wait for the police to inform, it doesn't matter." Xia Xingluo didn't care, and urged, "Hurry up and choose a skirt for me!" ”

Song Zhiyuan, "......"

This love brain!

helped her pick out a skirt, Song Zhiyuan was no longer sleepy, so she simply got up and washed, and sent a message to the nearby flower shop to ask them to prepare in advance.

The apartment she lives in is not close to the cemetery on the outskirts of the city, and it is nearly an hour's drive.

After washing his face, Song Zhiyuan's breakfast had also arrived, and he was about to knock on the door and shout to get up, when the door of his room suddenly opened.

Song Zhiyuan hooked his lips, "Early." ”

Shi Yan, "Early." ”

Seeing that she was dressed in black, he suddenly remembered that she had mentioned the death of her grandmother He Yulan a few days ago, and asked with a chuckle, "Ready to go out?" ”

Song Zhiyuan nodded, "Go see grandma, you shouldn't come back for dinner at noon." ”

"I'm okay at home, come with you?" Shi Yan was not at ease and let her alone.

Song Zhiyuan refused, "It's a little far, it's too much toss back and forth, I won't come back in the afternoon, I'm going to pick up my brother at the high-speed rail station." ”

"Captain Ji is back?" Shi Yan was a little surprised.

He heard Xia Xingluo say that Ji Yanli seemed to be going back to take care of his family.

Song Zhiyuan chuckled and explained, "Something happened to Xingxing's store, so I asked my brother to come back early." Wash up, breakfast won't taste good when it's cold. ”

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On the way to the cemetery, Song Zhiyuan casually turned on the stereo in the car, thinking about listening to a song to refresh himself.

Unexpectedly, the first song that was automatically played was the love song she listened to in the days when she accompanied Zhou Qichuan in the hospital.

At that time, she disliked that the duet between the two in it was too crooked, but Zhou Qichuan said it was good.

Not only do you have to listen to it yourself, but you also have to pull her along.

For this reason, she also laughed at him, a dignified president, actually listening to this kind of song that only children like, and she is not afraid of people's jokes.

What did he say at the time?

Yes, he said, "If you want to laugh, laugh, I have a wife and I'm afraid of people laughing?" ”

Song Zhiyuan thought about it and couldn't help laughing.

Zhou Qichuan is sometimes mature and calm, sometimes terrifying, and sometimes naïve.

She's like.

I miss him a little.

Realizing what he had just thought, Song Zhiyuan bit his lower lip lightly, forcing himself to put aside those unrealistic thoughts.

They can't see each other again.

Soon, the cemetery arrived.

Song Zhiyuan parked the car, picked up a bunch of sunflowers with simple packaging but opened, and walked in the direction where He Yulan's tombstone was.

When she was alive, together with Liu Mengyun, she almost spoiled Song Zhiyuan as a little princess.

People who have always been frugal in life never hesitate when buying things for her.

She often said, "We kites are so beautiful, we need to smile more." ”

Song Zhiyuan sorted out his mood, walked forward with a smile on the corner of his lips, but was stunned when his eyes touched the figure standing in front of He Yulan's tombstone.

How did he end up here?

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Zhou Qichuan turned his head and looked at Song Zhiyuan.

They all looked at each other, and they all saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Song Zhiyuan didn't expect him to come.

He didn't expect Song Zhiyuan to come over at this point.

Zhuo Mu obviously checked that she had visited He Yulan in previous years, and she always came in the afternoon.

Looking at the sunflowers placed in front of the tombstone, Song Zhiyuan was the first to speak, breaking the silence, "Thank you for the flowers, grandma will like it." ”

"That's good." Zhou Qichuan hooked his lips, and his tone was a little unnatural.

It's like a naughty child who is doing sabotage, and suddenly gets caught.

Song Zhiyuan looked at him, suddenly didn't know what to say, and bent down to put down the flowers in his arms.

She noticed that the fallen leaves around He Yulan's tombstone had been swept over.

A strange emotion welled up in my heart.

They are already divorced, and Zhou Qichuan obviously doesn't need to do this.

"How are you doing?" After being silent for a while, Zhou Qichuan opened his mouth first.

"It's good." Song Zhiyuan hooked his lips lightly and asked, "What about you?" When do you plan to go back to Zhuoyuan? ”

She doesn't pay much attention to things in the mall, but she still has to watch the news.

Since the identity of President Zhou Qichuan Zhuoyuan was exposed, many old companies have been merged, and the reputation in the industry has also risen sharply.

Although Xunke is also developing rapidly in China, compared with Zhuoyuan, it is not half a star.

What's more, Xunke is still under her name......

"You'd love to see me go back to New York?" Zhou Qichuan asked, a pair of deep black eyes clearly with a little expectation.

He was asking about work, as if he was asking something else.

Song Zhiyuan was just about to say yes, when he saw Zhuo Mu running over in a hurry, panting and saying, "Boss, someone went to Zhou's house to do an exclusive interview, and now the downstairs of the company is surrounded by reporters." ”

"What interview?" Zhou Qichuan's eyebrows twisted slightly, and he already had a guess.

He had long guessed that Zhou Jiangyuan would not willingly watch Zhou and his precious son fall.

Zhuo Mu looked at Song Zhiyuan with some hesitation, and when he saw Zhou Qichuan nodding, he said, "Dong Zhou told reporters that he will formally file a lawsuit next week." ”

Zhou Qichuan couldn't help sneering, "What to sue, sue me for not being filial?" ”

Looking at his indifferent appearance, Zhuo Mu nodded, his face full of embarrassment, "Together, there is also Mrs. Zhou." ”

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