Wife in a flash marriage: Mr. President, please divorce

Chapter 330 Madam is here
Old Master Gu took the veil, wiped away his tears, looked at the tombstone, and spoke slowly.

"Aying, I really appreciate you forcing me back then. Otherwise, I, an old man, would be obstinate until now, and I wouldn't have such a good granddaughter as Yan'er. It's a pity that you died...you are not wrong, you should The person who died should be that bastard. He didn't even come to see you, what are you thinking about him? Injustice, injustice..."

Thinking of the past events, Mr. Gu regretted the past.

But it was too late, Le Ying paid the price, Le Jia paid the price, and he...

The old man let out a long sigh, and was finally pushed down the mountain by Uncle Wang.

Not long after they left, a middle-aged man and woman slowly appeared in the tomb forest.

The leading woman was wearing a long black dress and a delicate black veil cap on her head, covering her slightly pale face.

It is Ye Tingchen's mother, LN's deputy director, and Mrs. Mingxiu.

Mr. Beyer, who was following behind, looked at her worriedly and followed her step by step, for fear that she would fall if she became unstable.

The gravel road in the cemetery was not easy to walk. Mrs. Mingxiu was wearing high heels, walking slowly but firmly.

Finally, they stood in front of Le Ying's grave.

Mrs. Mingxiu presented a bouquet of lilies.

"Le Ying, you definitely don't know me, because this is the first time I've come to your grave. But, I have known you for a long time, and the current result is caused by me, you should hate me."

"This incident is not your fault. If you say it's strange, it should be me. I arranged the plan back then. You knew it after the fact, and it has nothing to do with you."

"But, that doesn't change the fact that I'm a murderer, does it?"

Mrs. Mingxiu turned her eyes quietly, and there was a sad breath in her bright eyes.

Mr. Beyer, who was standing by, saw her sad look, and his heart ached.

He knew that it was useless for him to talk too much, because this matter had always been on her mind, and she never let herself go.

But now that he saw Mrs. Mingxiu's frail and weeping appearance, he couldn't control himself anymore, and gently hugged her, with a gentle voice: "We all paid a terrible price for this, why are you doing this?"

"Maybe, it was wrong from the beginning." She closed her eyes in pain.

Mr. Baier laughed at himself when he heard the words, and there was also sadness in his eyes: "Is it my mistake to fall in love with you in the first place, or is it wrong for you to marry someone else in the first place? We are all right, we are just the ones who survived the pain by luck. "

She didn't answer, and he couldn't give himself an answer.

Only the wind in the cemetery keeps blowing without stopping.

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After sweeping the tomb, Mr. Gu did not go back to the imperial villa with them.

He said that he had lived enough and was going back, so he would leave those daily necessities there so that he would not want to come back one day.

Le Yan'er looked at Mr. Gu's hunched back and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Ye Tingchen.

"Your grandfather is very wise, he will understand what he wants to do, so don't bother him."

Le Yan'er heard the words and had no choice but to give up.

After Le Yan'er went back, because she was not in a good mood, she went back to her room to rest.

When Ye Tingchen came out of the bedroom, Mr. Yan came to meet him with an incomparably serious expression: "Master, Madam is here."

"Here is she? Where is she now?" Ye Tingchen's eyes turned cold when he heard this, and the hostility in his body turned terrifying.

Seeing this scene, Elder Yan couldn't help but feel a little worried. He hesitated for a moment before saying: "At the Hilton International Hotel, Madam doesn't seem to have any intention of coming over today, otherwise I should have received the notice long ago. The young master wants to bring the young lady to visit first. Or should I contact Madam?"

The relationship between Ye Tingchen and his mother has always been at odds, and he is usually unwilling to take the initiative to see Mrs. Mingxiu.

"I'll go find her alone, don't tell the young lady about this beforehand." Ye Tingchen ordered in a deep voice.

Le Yaner's mind is sensitive and delicate, and Mrs. Mingxiu is a person who never saves face for others. He does not want to hurt Le Yaner because of Mrs. Mingxiu's arrogance.

Elder Yan also understood his thoughts, nodded and said: "Yes, young master."

Before Ye Tingchen left, he took a deep look at the door, that look was extraordinarily gentle, like the ice that had just melted in March, although it was cold, but... there was a tenderness that could not be ignored.

At this time, the Hilton International Hotel——

Mrs. Mingxiu was dealing with official business, with a tired look on her face. Mr. Bayer pushed the door in quietly and put a cup of scented tea in front of her silently.

Over the years, Mr. Bayer has been used to not talking, just quietly being by her side, watching her do things and listening to her talk, and these are already very satisfying.

And Mrs. Mingxiu was also used to his presence, even though it was quiet, she recognized his breath immediately, so she felt at ease.

Some words are hidden in the heart not not to say, but to understand each other, so we don't force them.

Going with the flow is also a kind of fulfillment.

"Since you're back, don't you want to look at her? She should miss you very much."

Looking at the smoke surrounding scented tea, Mrs. Mingxiu said softly.

But Mr. Baier smiled and asked: "Look at her? In what capacity? Her husband is dead and will not climb out of the grave. Axiu, I have been your personal secretary since 15 years ago. "

Mrs. Mingxiu was slightly taken aback when she heard the words, and realized that she had said something wrong, she smiled helplessly: "I'm sorry, I feel a little sad when I come back, and I haven't recovered yet. It's getting late, you should go back and rest first."

"I'll help you pinch for a while before leaving." Mr. Bayer said, and then stepped forward to gently pinch her shoulders.

She lowered her eyes, dozing off a little tiredly, as a tacit consent.

The quiet time is difficult for others, but there is an unspeakable tacit understanding between them, which is formed in the years of getting along.

Mr. Bayer squeezed for half an hour, and placed it neatly on the place where she was massaging her sore shoulders, without any violation. He inadvertently lowered his eyes and saw that she had rested with her head propped up, and couldn't help smiling softly.

He went to the bathroom, put in the hot water, and then woke up Mrs. Mingxiu, asking her to take a hot bath to relieve fatigue.

Then Mr. Bayer walked out of the room, and just as he closed the door, he saw Ye Tingchen walking towards him at the end of the corridor, with a bad expression on his face.

Mr. Bayer walked up to him without fear, "President, good evening, are you looking for the deputy director?"

Ye Tingchen didn't want to pay attention to this person at all, but his upbringing still made him answer with an "um".

Mr. Baier didn't care about Ye Tingchen's cold attitude at all, and said with a smile: "The deputy director should be taking a shower now. If you don't mind, you can come to my room and wait."

(End of this chapter)