Mr. Gu, he wants to get married every day

Chapter 440 She's Dead

People say that if you never forget, there will be echoes.

In every beautiful moment Tang Yiheng encounters, there will always be that person's shadow appearing from time to time.

However, after so many years, he and she never met again.

Perhaps, they have already walked out of the intersection and become eternal parallel lines.

The red light ends and the green light turns on.

The car restarted, and Tang Yiheng realized that he was lost in thought again, so he quickly looked away.

She is not her.

Even if it was a real old friend standing in front of her, she might not still be the same her back then, right?
The phone rang, interrupting his messy thoughts.

He took out his phone and saw that the caller ID on the screen was "Yang Feng".

"I'm Tang Yiheng."

Picking up the phone, Tang Yiheng always went straight to the point.

"What's the matter with you?"

Except for making money, he refused to be disturbed by anyone.

"Yi Heng, let me tell you some news, you should be mentally prepared, don't be scared."

On the other end of the phone, Yang Feng's voice was a little excited.

"Say it directly, don't be a fool." Tang Yiheng was a little impatient.

Of course Yang Feng also knew his character, so he stopped delaying and said:

"I found my aunt."

"Huh?" Tang Yiheng sat up straight suddenly.

He was indeed a little surprised.

"Where?"

Yang Feng took a deep breath before continuing:

"To be precise, I found my aunt's tomb. My aunt... She is indeed no longer alive."

After talking about it, Yang Feng's tone dropped significantly.

Although over the years, everyone has already guessed in their hearts that Tang Ying has probably encountered an accident.

Otherwise, with such a huge influence of the Tang family, it is impossible not to find any news about Tang Ying.

It's just that in life one must see people, in death one must see corpses.

Before the final conclusion is reached, everyone still has a trace of luck left.

They all hugged Tang Ying and just hid in an unknown place and lived an ordinary life.

Now, on the day of confirmation, the cruel truth finally surfaced.

"Are you sure?"

Tang Yiheng's voice also became heavy.

"where?"

"determine."

After searching for Tang Ying for many years without success, Yang Feng changed his mind.

Tang Ying is considered to be dead first, then, can we get results by searching around the cemeteries around Nancheng?
After all, there are only a few cemeteries.

Finding a dead person in a cemetery is 01:30 less difficult than searching for a living person in a vast crowd.

Sure enough, after changing his mind, his hard work paid off, and he really found the cemetery where Tang Ying was buried.

Because buying a cemetery requires registration.

After consulting the purchase records and checking and excluding several people with the same name and surname named Tang Ying, he found a special situation from Qingshan Cemetery.

Qingshan Cemetery was built in the western suburbs of Nancheng. At that time, the cemetery was newly built, and less than half of the cemetery was sold.

But 30 years have passed, and the prices of other cemeteries have continued to rise, but the prices here have not changed, and the cemeteries are no longer sold to the outside world.

After inquiring, I found out.

It turns out that 30 years ago, someone contracted out the entire Qingshan Cemetery and purchased the right to use the Qingshan Cemetery for 100 years.

Moreover, only the front mountain is open to the outside world, and no one is allowed to go up the back mountain.

Anyway, the administrators here are only responsible for receiving salaries, and the salary increases every year. It has nothing to do with them whether the cemetery is sold or not.

They didn't bother to care about whether the behind-the-scenes owner was losing money, or whether they had forgotten about this place of wealth.

Yang Feng activated his "money money ability", and the cemetery administrator took him to the back mountain.

There, he saw a tomb built like a garden.

On the tombstone, there is only a photo of the deceased, not even the name, and it is not even known who was buried.

But the photo shows Tang Ying when she was young, and the photo in Yang Feng's hand is exactly when Tang Ying was young.

When compared, it was recognized.

"I'm in Qingshan Cemetery right now, I'll take a photo for you to see."

Yang Feng hung up the phone, and Tang Yiheng's mobile phone message rang.

It was a picture sent by Yang Feng.

(End of this chapter)