After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

Two hours later, landed in the imperial capital.

Fengxing Group opened a branch in Didu, and the head of the branch sent a driver to pick him up at the airport.

But because this trip was a private trip, Yan Chen only borrowed a car.

Yan Chen drove the car himself, and the two quickly arrived at Nanshan Cemetery.

The car drove to the parking lot.

Qiao Yu said: "Brother Yan, I can go up by myself. You can wait for me in the car."

"Okay, call if you have something to do."

Qiao Yu walked to Wen Qing's tomb and placed the bouquet of daisies in her hand in front of the tombstone.

"Mom, I'm back alive. I originally wanted to follow you, but it turned out that I was not lucky enough to die."

"Although sometimes I still can't help but think about it all, but I'm already trying to take medicine to control it."

"Mom, Qiao Fan and Qiao Zian are both in jail. Qiao Fan has been sentenced to life imprisonment. You and him can be considered a couple. I don't know how you would feel if you were still here. I don't seem to hate him anymore. There is no forgiveness. It seems that Qiao Fan is responsible for us getting to this point. But I no longer have the strength to hate anymore."

Qiao Yu talked to Wen Qing for a long time in front of Wen Qing's tombstone.

When she was about to leave, she looked up and suddenly saw the tombstone next to Wen Qing.

The photo on the tombstone turned out to be her.

On the tombstone, there are several conspicuous red letters engraved——

"My wife's grave, Qiao Yu."

When the payment was signed, my husband was in cold weather.

"..."

His heartbeat trembled violently.

Bo Hanshi actually placed a tomb for her and placed her next to Wen Qing.

Just then, Qiao Yu's mind went completely blank.

Not far away, a familiar tall figure appeared.

The figure is straight and clear, with an outstanding temperament.

When it’s cold...

Qiao Yu's breathing almost stopped.

He was holding a bouquet of yellow roses in his hand and walking towards this side step by step...

Almost instinctively, she wanted to escape...

She grabbed the bunch of daisies in front of Wen Qing's tombstone and hid in the rows of tombstones behind.

The greening here is very good, and it is full of Podocarpus pine trees.

It was summer again, and those podocarpus trees were lush and green. She squatted behind those trees, saw the figure through the slight gap, and walked to her tombstone...

Bo Hanshi placed the bouquet of yellow roses in front of her tombstone.

He reached out again and touched her tombstone.

When the flower language of yellow roses is used between lovers, the flower language meaning is not good.

It represents love, apology, separation, and death.

She secretly looked at Bao Hanshi's back, her heart tightening and aching.

Suddenly, her cell phone rang.

A bell rang.

Bo Hanshi, who was standing in front of the tombstone, naturally heard it. He looked back...

Qiao Yu was so frightened that she immediately cut off the phone and set her phone to silent mode.

The call was from Yan Chen.

This man was always alert when he was in the cold. He heard the ringing of his cell phone but saw no one. He raised his long legs and walked towards the rows of tombstones at the back.

Getting closer……

Qiao Yu swallowed, and the suffocation feeling in her chest came again.

I was so nervous that I almost couldn't breathe.

Just when Bao Hanshi was almost here, she mustered up the courage to stand up.

Yan Chen's voice suddenly came——

"Mr. Bo?"

When Bo Hanshi turned around, he saw Yan Chen holding a mobile phone in his hand.

Was Yan Chen's cell phone ringing just now?

"Why is Mr. Yan here?"

Yan Chen looked calm, "I have a relative who is also buried here. I happened to be on a business trip to the Imperial Capital Branch this time, so I stopped by to take a look. Where is Mr. Bo, are you here to visit the grave too?"

Bo Hanshi nodded slightly, "I'm here to see my wife."

"There have been rumors outside that Mr. Bo had a deceased wife, who was Mr. Bo's first love. I thought this kind of gossip was just a rumor, but I didn't expect it to be true. It seems that Mr. Bo is also a deeply affectionate person."

This person has always been aloof during Bohan's time. He and Yan Chen were not familiar with each other. They only met each other and said nothing more.

Wait for the cold weather to leave this cemetery...

Yan Chen coughed lightly: "Come out, he's gone."

Qiao Yu's tense nerves completely relaxed.

She breathed a sigh of relief and stood up slowly, "Brother Yan, fortunately you came in time, otherwise I really don't know how to face him."

Even though she was just looking at his back from a distance, it was enough to make her recover her emotions, which had taken a year, to collapse in an instant.

They had hurt each other and left heavy marks on each other's hearts.

Even if you have a heart of stone, when we meet again...

Qiao Yu was still trembling all over, but after a while, her limbs became cold and her face turned pale.

Yan Chen looked at her worriedly, "Your lung disease is not cured yet and your face looks very bad. Do you want to go to the hospital?"

She shook her head slightly, "I'm just too nervous."

"Let's go. That person in Bao Hanshi is very suspicious. I'm afraid he will come back."

Qiao Yu nodded and followed Yan Chen down the mountain.

When she got to the car, her anxious heart finally settled down.

Yan Chen asked: "Are you going back to Nancheng this afternoon? If so, I will book a flight ticket now."

In her current state, it was really not suitable to see Bo Hanshi.

But she has already come to the imperial capital, and she wants to see little Xiangsi...

After a long silence.

Yan Chen probably understood, "Do you want to see the child?"

"Yeah, but I don't want to face Bo Hanshi."

Yan Chen knew her difficulties and understood her mood, but if he wanted to see the child, it would be difficult to go beyond Bo Hanshi.

As smart as Yan Chen is, he can't think of a better way.

You can't steal a child out.

Qiao Yu calmed down and said, "Brother Yan, if you are in a hurry to return to Nancheng, why not go back first? I will stay in the imperial capital for a few days. When I calm down a little, I will go see Xiao Xiangsi."

"I'm definitely worried about you being like this. I'll accompany you. Anyway, there are some work matters that I need to deal with at the group branch. It won't be a problem to stay in the imperial capital for a few days."

Yan Chen made a reservation at the Banyan Tree Hotel.

The car drives to the hotel.

On the way, Yan Chen glanced at her and asked hesitantly: "You...were married to Bo Hanshi?"

"No, I'm not his wife. We were lovers, and then... we broke up. I don't know why he said I was his wife, maybe because I am the mother of his child."

Yan Chen nodded.

My heart felt inexplicably relaxed.

"When you get to the hotel, you should take a rest first. I'll help you figure out a way to meet the child."

"Brother Yan, thank you. I always bother you and Mr. Yan."

"You are already Mr. Yan's adopted daughter, and we are considered relatives. How can such a trivial matter cause trouble?"

……

SY Group, President's Office.

When Bo Hanshi just came back from the cemetery, Xu Zheng came to him with a piece of information.

"Master Bo, the game Dreaming Back to the Tang Dynasty will be launched soon, but the candidate to sing the theme song has not been decided yet. The planning department launched a voting online and selected several popular online singers. Can you take a look?"

"Let the game department and planning department decide on such a small matter."

"But... there is a singer in there, and her voice is very similar to Miss Qiao. I was very surprised when I heard it..."

Bo Hanshi's eyes narrowed, "Miss Qiao?"

"That's it...Qiao Yu."

"..."

Bo Hanshi stretched out his hand and took the information directly from Xu Zheng's hand, "What's the name of the singer with a voice like Qiao Yu?"

"Bridge, bridge is warm."

"Do you have a photo?"

Xu Zheng shook his head, "No, this Internet singer suddenly became popular half a year ago. He has never shown his face on the Internet. He has always sang a cappella behind the scenes. However, because his singing voice is so beautiful, he has become very popular on the Internet this year."

"Whose artist is she?"

Xu Zheng still shook his head, "She is quite mysterious. I checked and found that many record companies and entertainment companies wanted to sign her before, but they were all rejected. At present, she is still free. Master Bo, do you want to find her?" "