After filing for divorce, the hidden marriage boss panicked

After climbing up the fifty stone steps, Luo Xinyue rushed forward and took Li Fei's arm regardless.

Rows of tombstones stood in front of her, and she accidentally stepped on a fallen leaf. The rustling sound could scare her into flying off the spot.

"Why do you, a rich lady, drive all the way to the cemetery?"

She cautiously followed Li Fei, her head lowered, like a child who made a mistake, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito's fly: "Can you walk slower? My feet are blistered."

Li Fei stood still, silently pulled back his arm, and glanced at the small brown leather shoes on her feet.

She almost forgot what kind of dressing style this delicate young lady wore.

Twin ponytails, princess skirt, puff sleeves, the dress is exquisite and cute, like a moving doll.

It's just that she was like a little crazy woman, making noises and crying all the time.

At this moment, she looks no different from the concubine who was just released from the cold palace.

"You don't want to find your brother Lingheng anymore?"

"You lied to me like a three-year-old child. How could he be here?"

"You'll know if you go and see it?"

A gust of cool breeze blew by, coupled with the permeating chirping of birds in the mountains, her scalp was numb. She couldn't help but shrink her neck, and said intermittently in a trembling tone: "Then... you lead the way."

The word "I'm a coward" is written all over her face now.

Li Fei's lips curled up slightly, not wanting to waste time with her here.

She took the lead in moving forward with her legs, and Luo Xinyue quickly followed her, holding her arm again unsatisfactorily, for fear of falling behind.

There is a long and winding tiled path, with tall and dense trees on both sides, and the branches are filled with white paper money and incense candles.

Luo Xinyue didn't dare to express her anger. She was timid and curious: "It's not the Qingming Festival yet, why are there people coming to worship?"

Li Fei: "Isn't it normal for someone to pay homage to the deceased who has just been buried?"

Luo Xinyue: "But..."

Li Fei ran out of patience and rolled his eyes: "If Miss Luo is curious, why not stay where you are and study it slowly?"

"..."

They passed by tombstones, and every black and white photo showed a smile. No matter where Luo Xinyue looked from, she felt like they were smiling at her.

She shook her head twice and kept thinking to herself: "Don't scare yourself. Where did the ghost come from in broad daylight?" 】

When they arrived at their destination, from a distance, Li Fei saw the slender figure next to Cheng Yang, a stern man wearing a black coat and standing in front of the tombstone with a cigarette in his hand.

"Brother Lingheng~"

Luo Xinyue let go of Li Fei's arm and ran towards the man with a bound.

Is this the legendary story of one face with two faces?

The charming lady who is afraid of ghosts and the nympho who comes to her door, which one is the real her?

She ran over happily, but she missed it.

Fu Lingheng's straight body turned slightly to avoid her touch. He consciously pinched the cigarette in his hand, took off his coat and strode towards Li Fei. He put it on her body and wrapped his warm palms around her. Hand: "The temperature is low in the mountains. You wear so little. Are you not afraid of catching a cold?"

His voice was low and magnetic, implying care, and he pulled her into his arms as if no one else was watching.

"Where are you going to take her ashes?"

Li Fei let him hold him and raised his eyes to Li Wan's tombstone. The monument was still there, and the altar of ashes was placed at the feet of three or two staff members, as if it would be kicked over or poured into it at any time. In the trash can.

Fu Lingheng lowered his head and stared at her, his eyes soft, but there was no trace of warmth in his words: "Just find a stinking ditch and let it go."

Dare to dream of marrying into a wealthy family, tailor a huge net for him, and trick him around. Even if he dies, he must pay the price!

"You personally selected the cemetery for her, and now you dig it out for her yourself just to spread her ashes?"

Li Fei's expression looked as if he had seen a ghost. Is this man too busy with the group's affairs?

"What if I dig her out and chat with her?"

There was an indifferent sarcasm on the man's thin lips: "The reason why she was buried in such a good cemetery after her death is because she is your sister, a military advisor who has not deceived me in any way, but is she? She even She has no blood relationship with you, so she should go where she should go."

His voice was like a ghost, and his words were cold and uninhibited, as if he was just stating an ordinary and trivial matter.

Li Fei didn't think anything after hearing this. Anyway, Li Wan had no relationship with him during his lifetime. He had done a lot of disgusting things behind his back. Her ashes were spread wherever she liked, and it had nothing to do with her.

On the contrary, Luo Xinyue was confused and couldn't help but shiver. She moved towards the direction of Cheng Yang.

"Assistant Cheng, what are they talking about? Who is in that urn?"

She asked so quietly that only Cheng Yang could hear.

Cheng Yang coughed and took a step back to keep his distance: "Miss Luo, sometimes being too curious is not necessarily a good thing."

He pretended to be mysterious and successfully aroused Luo Xinyue's interest. She followed him and continued: "Tell me in a low voice that I will not betray you."

She just glanced at the name and photo on the tombstone.

The deceased's name was Li Wan, what was his relationship with Li Fei...?

"Miss Luo really want to know?"

Cheng Yang saw a glimmer of fear in her eyes, and mysteriously waved his hand for her to put his ear closer.

Luo Xinyue was very cooperative, cocking her neck and raising her ears.

"That urn contains a woman who once admired Mr. Fu and tried every means to get the upper hand. Miss Luo probably doesn't understand that the woman who haunted our Mr. Fu in the early years either died in an accident for no reason, or she was like ashes. The man in the altar was tortured to death by illness!"

"Miss Luo, if you like our Mr. Fu, be careful when you pester our Mr. Fu..."

Cheng Yang said he had a nose and eyes, and coupled with the current environment, Luo Xinyue was as bold as a sesame seed and a mung bean. Before he could finish the next sentence, the little girl's eyes darkened.

There was a muffled sound of "dong" and I fainted.

"What's going on? Why did she faint?"

Noticing the movement, Li Fei walked over and looked at Luo Xinyue lying on the ground with suspicion.

Cheng Yang pursed his lips desperately and suppressed the corners of his mouth, with an innocent expression: "Miss Luo is probably cowardly and scared herself to death!"

"..."

Li Fei was speechless. It was broad daylight and there were several grown men here. It was amazing to be able to faint from fear.

The staff of the cemetery came over with a document similar to an agreement. When they saw the people on the ground, they were startled: "This is it?"

Cheng Yang couldn't hold back his laughter. With his professionalism, he definitely couldn't lose his composure in front of Mr. Fu and his wife.

He lifted Luo Xinyue up from the ground like a chicken and said nonchalantly: "It's okay, it's okay. This young lady is just timid and fainted from fright."

The other party pushed up the temples of his glasses, and then said to the man beside him: "Mr. Fu, the formalities have been completed. Will your ashes be taken away or temporarily placed in the columbarium?"

"take away."

Fu Lingheng's voice was very calm. He signed the agreement in the lower right corner and ordered two bodyguards to install the urn.

With a look and no need to say anything, the bodyguards understood. They wrapped the black cloth twice, tied it with a slip knot, and left first.

Li Fei took a deep look at the direction the bodyguard was leaving and tugged on Fu Lingheng's sleeve.

"It's a bit cold, I want to go home."

"Okay, go home."

Fu Lingheng held her hand and found that Cheng Yang was still carrying Luo Xinyue who had fainted.

"You drive Fei'er's car to take Luo Xinyue back first."

"Mr. Fu, since this man and woman are not close to each other, I will send Miss Luo away... It's not too bad, right?"

Cheng Yang had rejection written all over his face, he didn't want to give this piece of brown candy.

"Do you still want me to send it to you? Don't think that I don't know how she fainted."

Fu Lingheng saw through it at a glance but didn't expose it. He really pretended that he didn't see the virtue of his tense jaw just now.

He must have said some nonsense to scare people, otherwise he would have fainted immediately?

Cheng Yang scratched his head, his little trick to tease Luo Xinyue was discovered, and he said in a haha ​​tone: "Uh-huh, um, then I will send Miss Luo back first, and then back to the company. Don't forget the meeting with Flora at three o'clock in the afternoon. "

He wanted to say something more, but Fu Lingheng hugged Li Fei and walked away.

He shook Luo Xinyue, who was hanging on him, and couldn't help complaining: "What did a rich lady eat? She's so heavy."