Forced to follow the love line by the plot [Zhongyingmei]

Waking up early in the morning just to go to the cemetery is obviously against Qinghe's biological clock.

Especially after experiencing the hell-level dungeon of sneaking into Harry's bedroom to get things without sleeping in the middle of the night, Qinghe will of course only be more weak.

But—this is Harry!How could she refuse Harry Osborn's request?Not to mention other reasons, like a black-hearted capitalist like Harry, she doubts that if she refuses to go to the cemetery, Harry will definitely kick her out.

Forget it, people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

"Hey," Qinghe broke the silence in the car first, and said, "I said...just going to the cemetery, and you don't need to dress so...so fashionable, right? I didn't go to any reception."

Qinghe looked down at her straight skirt, feeling that the big sequins on it were extremely dazzling.

And it's cold.

Anyway, she thinks so.I just turned on the heater in the car, so I haven't felt it yet. You know, it's only April...

Harry looked out the window, wondering what to think.But one thing is certain, he heard Qinghe's words.

So he glanced at Qinghe, "Do you want to attend the reception with me?"

Ah, this is going to be crazy, does she mean it?

Qinghe felt that if she continued to talk with Harry, there would be no result at all. She then thought, they were photographed on the street last night, so if they went to the cemetery now, there would probably be a group of reporters squatting there.

You must know that the paparazzi can write anything to gain attention, and the masses are just willing to talk about the gossip of the elite parents, even if it is their pain.

Well, she probably understood why she had to dress so grandly just to go to the cemetery with Harry, because casual clothes were fine.If she really only dressed casually, she would definitely be attacked by the mean media.

It's hard being a woman.

The moment Qinghe got out of the car, she wrapped her velvet suit jacket tightly around her body, and her whole body was only black and white, giving off a noble and cool atmosphere while not being gaudy.

The cemetery is large and quite peaceful.There was a faint scent of hyacinths in the air that lingered on the tip of her nose.

She walked side by side with Harry, and the feeling of stepping on the ground with ten centimeter high heels made her a little uncomfortable. She felt as if she was stepping on clouds, so light that she couldn't find the weight.

"Hold me." As soon as Harry finished speaking, Qinghe seemed to be saved.

Qing He didn't hold back at all, and directly held him generously.She has learned to be good now, there is no need to be brave all the time, some things can be solved with a few words.

After walking for a short distance, Harry finally arrived at the destination. Harry knelt down and placed the white carnation bouquet in front of the tombstone. Qinghe saw that the inscription on it was "Tomb of Norman Osborn and Emily Osborn".

So it seemed that Harry and she had something in common—they were both alone in this world.

"I wish someone could send me flowers after I die." Harry said suddenly, his tone very calm.

Qinghe stopped it immediately: "Why do you say these unlucky words? You are so young, you won't die."

"Are you concerned about me?" Harry glanced at the dark-haired girl, and he smiled slightly.

"That's why don't say such stupid things, life is still very long..." Qing He said, "Then what's wrong with you?"

When she said this, she kept her voice very low, and stepped on her high heels to get closer, not wanting anyone else to hear her.

"I'll keep it a secret for you, but it doesn't matter if you don't tell me!" Qing He fully demonstrated her tolerance.

Seeing that Harry still didn't speak, she thought for a while before continuing: "I take back what I just said - you have proposed to me, but you didn't even tell me this kind of thing. Ask yourself, is this honest?"

Harry stared at her glossed red lips and raised his eyebrows, "You mean, if I tell you, you'll agree?"

Seeing that the topic had returned to the place from last night, Qinghe thought something was wrong, "Then you have to tell me first, and then I will think about it."

Before Harry could say anything, Qinghe keenly felt the sound of a shutter not far away.

Relying on her intuition, she looked there, and it was indeed so.

In all fairness, the reporters were also very good at time management. When Harry got here, they swarmed in.It really didn't give people a little time to react.

But Harry has been used to being watched by others since he was a child, and he is used to being surrounded by these different eyes.Therefore, his expression has not changed, and his face is always indifferent and businesslike.His blue eyes glanced coldly at the flashing lights all around, and finally returned to the girl beside him.

Harry held Qinghe's waist to prevent her from slipping because of the ten centimeter high heels.Besides, they don't have anything to avoid now—the whole of New York knows that they are a couple.

"Mr. Osborne, what do you think of the actions of Dr. Connor, an employee of Oscorp not long ago?"

"Is oscorp really carrying out /violated/forbidden/secret/secret/human/body/experiments as the rumors say?"

"Mr. Osborne, you have just inherited Oscorp. As the sole heir to Osborne's business empire, what do you think of the company's development direction?"

……

The questions from the reporters were completely endless, from various aspects.But most of them still ask enough sharp questions around the topic of "secret/secret/human/body/test/experiment".

After all, it was a big deal in New York.If there is no New York neighbor Spider-Man, all New Yorkers will definitely be turned into lizards now.

"Dr. Connor has accepted legal sanctions and no longer belongs to Oscorp. Oscorp is also very sad and sorry about this incident." Harry was not affected by the flashing lights at all, and his posture was as usual, official and high Unattainable.

After answering a few questions calmly, Harry signaled with his eyes that the private bodyguards stepped forward to disperse these annoying reporters who were chattering like little birds.

But at this time someone decided to throw the direction of the report on Harry Osborn's private life.

"Mr. Osborne, you went to the romantic place not long after your father died, watched movies with the female secretary, and now hug/kiss the actress on the street. Do you think this is unfilial?"

Facing such tricky and malicious questions, Harry's emotions still did not fluctuate at all. He glanced around, smiled lightly, and immediately kissed the cheek of the girl beside him.

"We're getting married soon."