The chaebol boss, spoiled

Chapter 1526 1558 The meanest ex-boyfriend in history! 5
Xingluo put down the seat, lay down, and lay on her side with her legs bent. There was nothing to do in the car, and she seemed to have nothing else to pass the time except sleeping. She actually loved sleeping very much. When she was not on a mission, she could sleep for a day and a night at a time. Now, seeing him driving quietly, she felt a little sleepy.

Obviously the relationship was extremely bad, but four words popped out of my mind: the years are quiet and good.

If the car keeps driving, he drives quietly and she lies quietly, maybe it will be the happiest thing.

Leng Yeming turned his face: "Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's fine to be uncomfortable, anyway, I'm going to die."

"I asked you if you have an upset stomach, so stop talking to me! Just answer honestly!"

"No, just want to sleep, are you caring about me?"

Leng Yeming stared at her, withdrew her face and continued to drive. She squinted for a while. She didn't know how long she had been driving. She was woken up. Leng Yeming stood outside the car, opened the door of the passenger seat, and probed lightly. Pinching her face: "Xingluo, Xingluo..."

When Xingluo was awakened, she was dazed for a moment, and the tip of her nose suddenly became sore. The voice made her feel as if time had flown back for a moment. When she was sleepy and didn't want to get up, he would support the bed with one hand, Hold her face or nose with one hand, and wake her up badly.

"What?" Leng Yeming noticed her emotions and stared at her from top to bottom.

"It's nothing." Xingluo suppressed the fragile line of defense that suddenly surged in his heart, "Is it there? Where is this?"

She tilted her head and looked out of the car. The words "Mushan Mausoleum of the Martyrs" suddenly hit her eyes, and her heart skipped a beat.

Leng Yeming has already got out, standing outside the car and waiting for her to get off.

It was very windy, as soon as she got out of the car, her hair was blown messy, Leng Yeming clasped her wrist, and strode towards the flower shop next to the entrance, Xing Luo followed his footsteps, tilting her head Looking at his tall sideways, my heart felt a little scared.

She didn't expect that he would bring her here.

The door of the flower shop.

"Boss, I want a bouquet of flowers for memorial service, pack of 25, hurry up."

"Okay, I'll cover it for you right now. It's a holiday now, and everyone is busy celebrating Christmas and visiting relatives and friends. Few people will come to pay homage to the martyrs. Just out of my heart, I'll give you a [-]% discount."

The owner of the flower shop was busy while talking, Leng Yeming paused for opening the wallet, and after a long time, he said mockingly: "No discount, we are not good people."

A woman who left the battlefield without fighting with his soldiers;
For the sake of his teammates, he cheated away all the military supplies and let them die;
The two of them are so heinous, they are all to blame for death, and they are not worthy of forgiveness in this life!

Xingluo stood by the side, pursed his lips, quietly watched the florist wrapping flowers, did not speak, could not raise his head.

Leng Yeming condescendingly looked at her: "What, are you guilty? Are you afraid that those ghosts will seek your life?"

"Are they buried here?"

Leng Yeming was silent for a long time, suppressing the extreme anger in his chest, and said in a deep voice: "In the past three years, you haven't even searched for where they are buried? Do you think that the death of these people has nothing to do with you? There is no pressure at all? Or is it that you, a woman, are selfish from the bottom of your bones, and you don't feel that you are at fault?"

Xingluo bit her lips. It wasn't that she didn't care, but that she didn't dare to search.

Because even if she is given another chance, she can only choose to owe 25 lives. She can't watch the teammates who get along day and night and go to life and death die. People are selfish, and so is she, so what face does she have? To commemorate them?

(End of this chapter)