Wealthy Diamond Wife

Chapter 581
"Auntie." Xu Qingyou called softly.

As soon as he entered the door, Xu Qingyou suddenly knelt down with a plop.

Everyone was startled, Master Yun wanted to help her, but she refused.

She knelt down to Hongjiu and Yingzi, and kowtowed heavily.

She knew that just like this, she couldn't make up for them, but, like this, she could feel better.

Yingzi was taken aback, "Hongjiu, what's wrong with this kid?"

Hong Jiu sighed softly, stepped forward to help Xu Qingyou, "Get up."

Xu Qingyou refused to get up, and burst into tears, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

It was her fault that she killed their son.

Master Yun looked at her distressedly, "Qingyou, it's cold on the ground, you can talk about it after you get up."

"Yeah, kid, what's wrong with you, I don't know you, you kneel and kowtow to me like this..." Yingzi didn't understand why.

Only Hongjiu just sighed, but with a wrinkled face, there was clarity and heartache at this moment.

"Are you Qingyou?" Hong Jiu asked.

Xu Qingyou raised her tearful eyes to look at Hongjiu, and nodded.

I just don't understand how he knows himself.

"Speaking of which, I have seen your mother..." Hong Jiu stepped forward to help her, "Get up, from the moment Jiechen chose, I have prepared for the worst."

"Husband, what are you talking about?" Yingzi obviously didn't know what happened.

Xu Qingyou stood up, turned around, took the box from Qilin's hand, and opened it. She picked up the urn and knelt down again, "I'm sorry, it's all because of me... because of me, Jiechen... ..."

Looking at the ashes urn in front of him, Yingzi shook his body twice, and barely stabilized his body by supporting the wall with his hands.

"This is……"

Hongjiu took it with a heavy face, and embraced the urn. There was only pain on his old face, but he still held on with his strong willpower.

"Get up, this is Jiechen's life, it's his choice."

Yingzi burst into tears suddenly, with a shrill voice, "My son..."

Xu Qingyou's tears kept falling, she knelt on the ground, weeping uncontrollably.

Yingzi snatched the urn from Hongjiu's hand, hugged it tightly, and slumped on the ground, "Jiechen, my son, why did you let my mother send a white-haired person to a black-haired person..."

Hong Jiu stepped forward to help Xu Qingyou up again, "Miss Xu, get up."

Xu Qingyou felt sad, "I know I have no face to see you, but I still want to bring Jiechen's ashes back to you."

Xu Qingyou cried, "If you and the elders don't dislike it, from now on, I will be your daughter, and I will honor your two elders instead of Jiechen."

Hong Jiu exhaled softly, "No need, Jiechen has already prepared for the worst when he chose this path."

Hongjiu looked at his wife who was slumped on the ground, and went forward to help her up, "Get up, Jiechen has already gone, it won't help if you cry like this."

Yingzi couldn't listen to his words, she just cried and kept calling my son...

Every sound made Xu Qingyou feel like being cut by a knife. She stood where she was, not knowing what to say to comfort her.

"I'm sorry to bother you." Hong Jiu was still holding on, "Forgive us for not giving it away."

"Uncle Hong..."

"We still have some savings, we don't need other people to support us, Miss Xu, don't worry." Hong Jiu's voice was deep, but Xu Qingyou could already hear his sobs.

(End of this chapter)