After Being an Improper Control Group as an Abandoned Wealthy Wife, She Effortlessly Came Out on Top

Chapter 615

Lu Qingye briefly told Meng Chuyuan the story of the pair of rings, including the oil painting he gave to Meng Chuyuan two years ago.

Meng Chuyuan still has an impression of that painting. The man is holding the horse and the woman is riding on the horse. The windy and sunny environment renders it warm and healing.

Meng Chuyuan liked this painting very much when he received it. The painting style is not only delicate, but also has a niche and fresh style.

Meng Chuyuan: "What about his wife? How is she doing now?"

 “Has passed away.”

“…Okay.” Originally, Meng Chuyuan wanted to get to know this painter, but felt a little regretful when he heard the news that he had passed away.

However, Meng Chuyuan felt that it was fate to meet Mr. Bryan tonight.

 …

 In the middle of the party, everyone needs to dance together.

 When they heard that they were about to dance, Meng Chuyuan and Lu Qingye's bodies stiffened unconsciously.

When the music started playing in the venue, everyone around them had already found their dance partners and were immersed in it. Meng Chuyuan and Lu Qingye were still staring at each other, and they were all in a state of confusion, not knowing how to proceed.

 Everyone is dancing, it doesn’t matter if they just stay there, they can only be forced to participate.

Meng Chuyuan clasped one hand with Lu Qingye, put the other hand on his back shoulder, and swayed slightly from side to side, "Can you dance?"

"No." He has never participated in such social gatherings before. Firstly, he can't dance, and secondly, he has no female companion, and he himself doesn't like crowded occasions.

Except for the circling movement, Meng Chuyuan couldn't keep up with the other dance steps at all. "What should I do? I can't do it either."

 “Just dance.”

 No one noticed anyway.

 Hunters can still pass the level.

 “You kicked me.”

 “You stepped on my shoes too.”

“…” The two of them danced without any rules, and they stepped on each other’s shoes countless times during the dance.

Even when someone invited them to dance alone later, both of them refused.

  —

 After returning to the country.

 The Qingming Festival will be here in a few days.

 In the morning, Meng Chuyuan and Lu Qingye bought some tributes and then drove to Haicheng.

The day was gray and drizzling, and Meng Chuyuan was silent along the way, staring at the water droplets on the car window in a daze.

She didn't know what she was feeling at the moment, she just felt calm and confused.

After getting off the highway, Lu Qingye saw that she still looked haggard and couldn't help but ask, "What are you thinking about?"

Hearing Lu Qingye’s words, Meng Chuyuan changed his position, turned his gaze to the front, and read back: "I wonder if their graves are still there..."

 Lu Qingye: “…”

Finding that their speed was slowing down and the road they were taking was gradually becoming more remote, Meng Chuyuan realized that they were getting closer to their destination.

 After about half an hour, they finally arrived at the entrance of the village.

 There are no cemeteries in rural areas compared to cities. After death, people are basically buried in their own fields or hillsides.

Although Meng Chuyuan has not been back for a long time, and the appearance of the village has also undergone some changes, there is a road she has always known.

After Meng Chuyuan and Lu Qingye got off the car on the village road, they took the tribute and walked around many overgrown paths.

To be honest, Meng Chuyuan didn’t know why. Anyway, he was quite uneasy...

It wasn't until she stopped under a big tree that Lu Qingye discovered that there were two obvious mounds of soil in the surrounding pile of weeds.

 There is nothing more than this.