"Why did you suddenly want to come here?"

After more than a month of absence, Zuo Xingyun had no extra words, and his tone was so ordinary that it was as if nothing had happened.

Xiang Wan didn't answer and asked, "Then why did you come here?" ”

It takes nearly three hours to drive from the central area of Haicheng, and it is not a memorial day, so it stands to reason that Zuo Xingyun will not appear here.

"Today is my grandmother's seventh memorial day."

Hearing this, Xiang Wan was slightly stunned.

According to the timeline, it should be that Zuo Xingyun's grandmother died shortly after he entered prison, counting from the death date of the second year, to today, it happens to be the seventh.

She remembered it clearly because he left after her tenth birthday, and he said that after leaving Xiang's home, he went to prison.

She couldn't imagine what kind of mood Zuo Xingyun had spent the eight years in prison after learning about her grandmother's death, he must have hated her father very much, right?

Xiang Wan turned his head to look at the tombstone behind him, took a few steps back, and bowed deeply towards Zuo Xingyun: "I'm sorry to you for my father, although I don't know why he did that, but a mistake is a mistake, and he paid the price." I once saved you, you also saved me when Mu Zi'an kidnapped me, you and I, and the Xiang family, are all even, and in the future, no one owes anyone. ”

When she spoke, she couldn't see Zuo Xingyun's expression, but when she raised her eyes, she caught a glimpse of his hand hanging by her side clenched into a fist, and then weakly let go.

She endured the sourness that welled up in her eyes, and straightened up to look at him: "That house was left to me by my father, I don't want anything else, just let my father compensate you for the eight years, and give me the house, okay?" ”

Zuo Xingyun's eyes were intertwined with complex and indistinguishable emotions, and he was speechless for a long time.

Xiang Wan was a little disappointed, lest he not agree: "Although that house is worth hundreds of millions, it is nothing to you." But that's where my mom and I will live in the future, and I beg you. ”

"Nope." Zuo Xingyun finally spoke: "Except for that house, I can not move anything else." ”

His tone was non-negotiable.

Xiang Wan didn't understand that the Xiang family's property far exceeded that house, why did he abandon the big and grasp the small?

After a little thought, she thought that it was an old bungalow, there were very few similar bungalows circulating on the market, and the price was only high, it could be said that it was difficult to buy even if there was money, and it was a symbol of the identity and right of the rich in Haicheng, could it be that it was because of this Zuo Xingyun that he was unwilling to give it to her?

She tried to convince him: "That house is my father's dowry to me, it is very meaningful, I can't give it to you!" ”

"I know." Zuo Xingyun stuffed the umbrella into her hand, walked to the grave and squatted down, reaching out to pull out the weeds that had just grown around: "You can live there all the time, but the house can only belong to me." ”

Xiang Wan was a little angry: "Why?!" Can't I just have that house?! ”

"There's no why, no just can't."

Seeing that his attitude was so tough, Xiang Wan didn't want to continue arguing with him, so he lifted his skirt and was about to leave.

After taking two steps, I felt angry again: "I just found out that you are really cold-blooded!" It's also overbearing! Not at all emotional! ”

She only cared about talking, and did not pay attention to her feet, and accidentally stepped on the edge of the stairs, and her feet were crooked, and the whole person fell down.

Just when she thought she was going to make some intimate contact with the ground, a hand quickly ran through her waist and easily scooped her back.

Watching the parasol that she had dropped rolled down the stairs for a long time, she had palpitations.

Feeling the scorching body temperature behind her, she angrily wanted to push the person away, but her ankle was twisted so painfully that it hurt so much.

Zuo Xingyun's cold voice came from behind him: "You said that you don't owe each other, why do you blame me for not being emotional?" ”