Domineering CEO: Woman, please be responsible

On this day, Song Qingtian was in a bad mood early in the morning, and when Shen Xiangzhi talked to her, she didn't want to reply.

She looked at the black windbreaker on the bed, feeling terribly sad.

Today is Su Zimo's funeral.Song Qingtian originally wanted to attend. No matter what, she had loved Su Zimo so crazily. Now that he is gone, she really wanted to see him off for the last time.

She called Xiaotao and asked when they were going to go. She didn't want to drive, and planned to come and pick her up if Xiaotao and the others stopped by.

But who knows, Xiaotao was silent on the phone for a long time, and when she spoke, she still hesitated, "Sunny... this matter... I, I don't know how to tell you..."

"what happened?"

Xiaotao was silent for a while, and said apologetically, "Su Zimo's funeral, you may not be able to go. You know his mother...his mother doesn't like you. If you go there, you may have to kill Su Zimo." What a mess at his funeral. Otherwise, you can say your prayers at home and see him off."

"Okay, since that's the case, then I won't come here." Song Qingtian had no choice but to agree, and she tried to make her tone sound natural.However, in fact, when she hung up the phone, she burst into tears instantly.

She didn't even have the qualifications to send Su Zimo off for the last time.

Can't go, but Song Qingtian still went.When Shen Xiangzhi went to work, she secretly changed into the black windbreaker and drove towards the cemetery where Su Zimo was buried.

Because he was not invited, Song Qingtian could only stand far away from the cemetery, and couldn't even go forward to offer him a bouquet of flowers.

Halfway through the funeral, the sky began to drizzle, and slowly, it tended to rain more and more.Everyone opened the black umbrellas they had prepared in advance.

Song Qingtian didn't bring an umbrella, and she didn't feel how heavy the rain was. She stood far away and let the rain gradually wet her clothes.

The funeral lasted for more than two hours, and people gradually left the cemetery.Song Qingtian wanted to stay with Su Zimo for a while longer, so she kept hiding aside, thinking that when all these things were gone, she would come closer and present a bouquet of flowers to Su Zimo.

She waited for a long time, and everyone left, even Su's mother got in the car and left crying, but there was one person who was always there.

Xia Wan squatted on the ground, staring at the tombstone with a dazed expression, and said to Su Zimo's tombstone, "Brother Zimo, look, my aunt finally agreed to engrave my name on your tombstone, although we didn't Real marriage, but I just want to marry you, my name is engraved on your stele, and you will have a wife when you get there, so you won’t be bullied by those little ghosts as lonely ghosts. I know you alone People are very lonely over there, you wait a little longer, and I will come to accompany you when I avenge you, don't worry, I will not let you be alone for too long, I love you so much, how could I be willing to let you You are alone."

When Song Qingtian walked over, she heard Xia Wan talking to herself.She froze there.She never knew that Xia Wan's affection for Su Zimo was so deep, so deep that she wanted to go down to accompany him...

She felt a sudden pain in her heart, her eyes were blurred by tears, and she couldn't see clearly what was in front of her.

She saw Xia Wan standing up and turning around in a daze, she opened her mouth and subconsciously asked, "Xia Wan... are you okay?"

"Okay? My husband died, do you think I'll be okay?" Xia Wan was not surprised at Song Qingtian's arrival, as if she knew she would come.

She looked at her, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her lips, she turned her head, glanced at Su Zimo's tombstone, and smiled sinisterly, "Look, Brother Zimo, I will avenge you soon .”

"You..." Suddenly, Song Qingtian's eyes widened.