Flash Marriage Royal Sister CEO, my sister dotes on me to the heavens

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a cold wind blowing here, and the cold wind blew straight into Fang Mo's arms.

He was so frightened that his face suddenly turned pale.

"Hiss! You don't agree? Just forget it if you don't agree, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Fang Mo coughed twice quickly.

It was a dark and windy night, and I was alone in the cemetery.

Don't say it, don't say it, it does sound a bit scary!

Especially in the winter, there is not a sound of cicadas and birds singing around.

What if a crow flew over Fang Mo's head and quacked twice.

He could even scare the shit out of him.

slam-la-

At this moment, a piece of white paper fell from Dong Yaozhu's tombstone.

Fang Mo glanced at it and was slightly startled for a moment, and then said "f*ck".

"Damn, it's happening!?"

He swallowed and then carefully picked up the white paper from the ground.

After a quick glance, Fang Mo calmed down. He recognized the handwriting on it. It was Ning Yuelan's font.

[Idiot, go back early after paying homage to your mother. Each of us has painful memories that we cannot forget or overcome, but we can pretend to be stupid. I am very happy to meet you, childish ghost]

hiss!

Fang Mo took a breath of cold air.

My heart says that I, James Fang Mo Night Stalker, has been exposed! ?

Only at this moment did he realize that Ning Yuelan had already noticed his whereabouts.

But I didn’t even step on the twigs to make any sound.

How did Ning Yuelan know that I had been following them?

Weird.

And she actually called me childish?

She is clearly the childish one, okay?

Didn't you see the little note Ning Yuelan left for you, and didn't you draw a smiley face with tongue sticking out at the end?

Fang Mo sneered disdainfully.

snort!

I'm a 3-year-old, but I'm still imitating what elementary school students do with simple drawings.

Ning Yuelan, you are so naive.

He glanced up at the tombstone;

"Then I'll go now. Mother-in-law, I'll come see you when I'm free next time."

In a daze, Fang Mo didn't know if it was an illusion.

The words Ning Yuelan said to Dong Yaozhu's tombstone suddenly came to mind.

"Mom, he is very naive, but he is very kind to me. By his side, I can be a carefree little woman. I can act stupid unscrupulously, and I can avoid responsibilities and fate that I don't want to accept."

"Because I know that as long as he is here, I will have the courage to fight against the whole world."

"I am very happy……"

At this moment, Fang Mo suddenly discovered that Dong Yaozhu, whose eyes were empty and lifeless in the photo on the tombstone, seemed to have a little more emotion.

The features on that cold face suddenly softened a bit, and it turned out to be unexpectedly pleasing to the eye.

Moreover, the originally calm lip line at the corners of her lips seemed to have a slightly upward arc, as if she was smiling gently.

"Is it a light problem?"

Fang Mo scratched his head in confusion.

Without staying any longer, he walked towards the outside of the cemetery.

At the same time, as the air temperature gradually warmed up, a layer of fine water droplets hung outside Dong Yaozhu's photo frame.

In the dim light of night, the refraction problem causes the woman to have more expressions.

Looking at it from the front, she is smiling in the photo...really smiling.

Because of the refraction, Dong Yaozhu, who was originally unsmiling in Shiyu's eyes, now seemed to have raised the corners of his lips, smiling contentedly.

This made this slightly gloomy cemetery become less scary. The smile was refreshing, as if to say...

Lanlan, mom is also very happy, someone can accompany you to be silly...

Bang!

Fang Mo just took two steps forward.

Suddenly, I found that the lid of the small box storing the deceased's belongings under Dong Yaozhu's tombstone fell off.

Depend on!

Seeing this movement, Fang Mo's eyes suddenly widened. What does my mother-in-law want to do?

Scared me twice in a row, right?

"Mom, you are naughty again. What good will it do to your daughter if you scare me to death?"

"Quickly, pick up the box and close it yourself! Otherwise I will continue to be a staunch materialist and don't believe in ghosts and gods!"

Fang Mo put his hands on his hips and muttered to himself something to educate Dong Yaozhu on the tombstone.

But apparently, maybe there are some weird supernatural forces in the world that can make a box fall.

However, the more likely possibility is that it expands due to thermal expansion and contraction, or the lid at the bottom of the box is rusty and not fastened over time.

Fang Mo sometimes believes in these weird ghosts and gods.

Sometimes he is a staunch materialist.

The next moment, Fang Mo picked up the small lid on the ground and glanced at his mother-in-law with some annoyance.

"You are really naughty, the little box is dirty..."

After saying this, he tried to close the lid.

It turned out that something seemed to be stuck in the small box, and there was no way to close the lid. Fang Mo tried several times, as if there was some force majeure preventing him from closing the lid.

He was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly lifted the small lid after being stunned for a long time.

My heart skipped a beat, and I suddenly began to believe that maybe my prayer just now had come true.

Could it be that the mother-in-law has really come into contact with the Guipai organization?

Appeared! ?

Are you really planning to tell him something?

Thinking of this, Fang Mo turned over the small cover and glanced at it with a frown.

"photo?"

In the small box where Dong Yaozhu's relics are stored, there is nothing big, only two thick stacks of photos.

Probably because the person died in Jiangcheng.

So when Dong Xingyun went to pick him up, he could only see a cold corpse.

Of course, it is unrealistic to bring a body from Jiangcheng back to Hong Kong City.

What's more, Dong Yaozhu was still taking drugs and drinking alcohol when he died.

This was a criminal case, and although the facts were clear, there was no way he could be allowed to drag the body away.

Therefore, the only thing Dong Xingyun could take away were the ashes after being cremated in Jiangcheng.

And take away from the Ning family all the relics that Dong Yaozhu left behind after marrying into the most wealthy family in Jiangcheng.

One of the two piles of photos is a collection of photo albums from Ning Yuelan's childhood.

When Dong Yaozhu passed away, Sister Yuelan was probably thirteen or fourteen years old, which should be the time in her life when she was taking the high school entrance examination.

It can be seen that the photos of Ning Yuelan's childhood collected in Dong Yaozhu's relics are very detailed.

This may also partly reflect why Ning Yuelan is so nostalgic for this wife who has a volatile temper and is a bit of an arrogant person in Ning Jinhua's mouth.

At least, even if Dong Yaozhu is not a good wife, she still tries her best to play the role of a mother.

She really wanted to raise Ning Yuelan.

It can be seen from these photos of Sister Yuelan from childhood to adulthood.

In the photo, the little Ning Yuelan is dressed up extremely delicately and beautifully, and every smile is extremely bright. I think that the time with her mother was probably the happiest moment of my wife's childhood, right?

Fang Mo pursed his lips;

"She is actually a treasure that another person once held in his hands for fear of falling, and held in his mouth for fear of melting."

"At least I still have my mother and father, a complete family."

"If Sister Yuelan returns to Jiangcheng later, she will probably fall out with Lao Ning. By then, if Sister Yuelan quarrels with me, she won't even have a place to go back to her parents' home!"

"If I treat her badly, she won't even be able to say that she wants to go back to her parents' home, which other girls often talk about."

"Her family is the only one left with me and Shiyu. Whenever I make her sad..."

"She can't even find a warm haven to cry!"