Heavenly Wife Domineering Love

On the seventh day of Lin Ge's death, which is often referred to as the first seven days, Su Qianqian came to the cemetery.

Two days ago, she moved Lin Ge's ashes here.

With the money from selling the land deed, she left a small part to run the fragrance shop, and bought the rest for the cemetery.

The mother was bedridden for 15 years and suffered a lot. Now that she has gone to another world, she can't bear to let her be wronged again.

"Tomb of Loving Mother Lin Ge", the new words engraved on the tombstone are clear and eye-catching, and Lin Ge in the photo still maintains the heroic spirit of the past.

However, what surprised Su Qianqian was that there was a bouquet of fresh white chrysanthemums in front of Lin Ge's tomb.

The tombstone had only been placed for two days, and she didn't tell anyone except Shen Yi, who would come to pay homage to her mother?
If it was Shen Yi, he would probably call and ask her to come with him.

Then it can only be Fang Hui, after all, they have been friends for many years and have a deep relationship.

Su Qianqian put the lily she brought in front of her mother's tomb. It was her mother's favorite flower. This was something that Lin Ge occasionally mentioned when chatting a while ago.

Su Qianqian put the lily next to the white chrysanthemum, walked to the tombstone, reached out and brushed away the thin dust on Lin Ge's photo, tears could not stop falling down.

"Mom, I came to see you, it rained heavily last night, did you feel cold at night?
The bad guys who caused you have been punished, and I will live a good life. I will definitely stick to the business of the fragrance shop. Although there are not so many customers now, I am patient. I believe it will get better slowly, mom , may you rest in peace in heaven! "

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After talking to her mother for a long time, Su Qianqian wiped away her tears and stood up from the tombstone.

The wind was a little strong, and the black hair and the white silk scarf were blown wantonly.

Su Qianqian took one last look at her mother's tombstone, turned around and prepared to leave.

However, when she saw a tall man in a black windbreaker not far away, she was stunned.

Her eyes that were red and swollen from crying happened to meet his deep eyes full of red blood. They stared at each other intently, interpreting whether and how much they missed each other during the time when they were absent.

Their parting seems to be just yesterday, and it seems to be as long as a century.

Su Qianqian thought that she would never see him again, and even if she did meet, it would only be in a dream.

However, in this clear sky, he appeared again.

She stood there in a trance, wondering if she should pinch herself to see if this was a dream or real.

The man had already stepped forward and came in front of her.

The extremely handsome face was tired, and the eyes were so deep that people couldn't see the emotions inside. The broken hair on the forehead was blown by the wind, and the scar was faintly visible.

"You brought that bouquet of white chrysanthemums?"

Su Qianqian's voice was soft and thin, drifting over with the wind.

She was thinner than before, with a sharper chin, and on her pale face, there were wet tears in her lake-like eyes.

The plain windbreaker wrapped around the waist, and the corners of the clothes were gently blown up by the wind. The whole person was haggard like a vulnerable kite, which made people feel pity.

"You are so brave, you dare to hide everything from me!"

The man's voice was hoarse and magnetic, and there was deep distress in the blame.

"We have parted, this is my own..."

"To shut up!"

Before Su Qianqian could finish her words, the man had already arrived in front of her. He held her in his arms and bound her tightly with his arms, making her breathless.

"It's windy, don't talk too much!"

His chest was as hard as iron, blocking the harsh north wind for her.

Her face was pressed tightly against the fabric of his chest, and the temperature of his body gradually spread.

The unexpected death of her mother was indeed a big blow to Su Qianqian.

But, she told herself, she must face it with strength.

Only in this way, the mother will rest in peace under the Nine Springs.

After a short period of confusion, Su Qianqian gradually regained consciousness and gently pushed him away.

Bo Muyan held her cold hand, and asked in a deep voice, "I remember that your mother has been in good condition after the operation, why is that so?"

For Nan Jingze's sake, she must keep her mother's cause of death secret.

"Our mother and daughter's fate is not deep, she just left, leaving me alone in this world..."

Su Qianqian didn't want to cry at first, but she couldn't control it no matter what.

Bo Muyan held her hands even tighter, "You still have me!"

The grief and fragility of losing her mother could not be concealed in front of this man.

Su Qianqian burst into tears, and her mournful sobs echoed in the sky above the empty cemetery.

After a long time, she finally stopped crying, "I'm sorry, I lost my temper, thank you for coming to honor my mother!"

The man still held her hand, "I am your husband, in front of me, you can do whatever you want!"

Su Qianqian turned her face to one side, "Young Master Bo, that happened in the past!"

"Shall I show you the marriage certificate?"

Su Qianqian was taken aback for a moment, she completely forgot about this problem.

She didn't show up for the marriage registration. Mr. Bo took her identity information and sent someone to the Civil Affairs Bureau to handle it directly.

So until now, she has never seen what a marriage certificate looks like.

Thinking of this, Su Qianqian said, "Then tomorrow, let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau and go through the formalities?"

"No time." Bo Muyan's face turned cold.

"the day after tomorrow?"

"I'm not free either." Bo Muyan let go of her hand, took big steps, turned around and left.

"When do you have time? Call me!" Su Qianqian followed behind him.

The man turned around suddenly, Su Qianqian was unprepared, and bumped into him directly.

Bo Muyan supported her shoulders angrily, "Whose arms do you want to fall into in such a hurry to go through the formalities with me?"

Su Qianqian bit her lower lip tightly, "Let go of me first, it hurts!"

"Don't let it go, unless you tell me!" the man said stubbornly.

Su Qianqian's tears welled up in her eye sockets, "Bo Muyan, my mother's body is still alive, don't you think it's too much for you to commit violence against me in front of her like this?"

Bo Muyan had no choice but to let go, "Su Qianqian, I don't agree to break up. If you insist on going through divorce procedures, then go to the court and apply for enforcement!"

In Jincheng, without Bo Muyan's consent, it would be almost impossible for her to unilaterally divorce.

She opened her misty eyes, "Bo Muyan, if I remember correctly, there is no deep hatred between us, but I don't understand, why are you holding me back?"

There was a playful arc on the man's lips, "I am willing."

Su Qianqian stared at him for a moment, then walked away without looking back.

Looking at her stubborn back, Bao Muyan couldn't help but look at the gray sky above her head, "Su Qianqian, what am I going to do with you?"