"Thank you for what?" Su Mo Han asked in a subtle way.

Ye Fei was slightly stunned. She whispered in her heart. Thank you for making me feel warm. Thank you for being with me just now

Seeing her for a long time did not answer, Su Mo Han turned his head and looked at the red Ye Fei.

Ye Fei chuckled: "thank you so much, Su Shao is willing to hold her thigh for me. If you can hold her to Su Shao's thigh, who dares to bully me at the end of the day ~"

Su Mohan smiles, turns the steering wheel and drives directly to the road.

"Su Shao, will you take me to the cemetery near Beiling?" Ye Fei's soft voice was a bit heavy, as if she remembered something she didn't want to mention.

Half an hour later, the car stopped steadily in the parking lot next to the cemetery. Ye Fei and Su Mohan stepped down from the car.

Seeing that he didn't mean to leave, ye Fei was also embarrassed to ask for help. After all, he sent himself all the way. He couldn't let him leave at this time. Simply, ye Fei took the initiative to say, "my grandmother and mother are buried here."

Su Mo Han looked at her quietly, did not open his mouth, just took her soft hand, went to the flower gift shop near the cemetery: "four bundles."

The shop owner should, on the other hand, can't help but take a look at Su Mo Han, his cheek is slightly red, and the movements on his hands are not easy.

"Two for lilies and two for roses." Ye Fei opened her mouth and added.

The shopkeeper subconsciously looks up at Su Mohan, as if he is asking for his advice.

"As she said."

Su Mo says in a deep voice, while ye Fei is discontented. She flattens her mouth and stares at Su Mo Han angrily. She can attract bees and butterflies everywhere.

Raised his hand and pinched her small face: "not happy?"

Ye Fei rubbed forward and leaned against him: "no, it's sad to think of grandma and mom."

Su Mo Han nodded and did not speak again.

Ye Fei continued: "I met my great uncle in the hospital today. I didn't expect that the Song family had already crossed. No wonder the last time you took me to the auction, there were so many mother's things, but no one from the Song family came."

Su Mo Han drooped his eyes and did not speak. He knew the collapse of the Song family.

Mr. Song and Mrs. song can be called a couple of rare heroes with good talent and skill. Unfortunately, their children are not in a good climate. No one can support the huge family property of the Song family. This also leads to the separation of the Song family and the rapid decline of a generation of powerful families after the death of Mrs. song and the formation of a vegetative man.

However, there have always been many such things in shopping malls. Shopping malls are like battlefields. They are full of intrigues and intrigues. No one will ever be soft hearted. And he will not be kind enough to help. He just didn't expect that old man song, who was as cunning as a fox, was the grandfather of this little thing.

Soon, the four bouquets were wrapped up, and ye Fei handed Su Mohan a bunch of lilies and a bunch of roses, while she was holding the other two.

After that, she and Princess Su left the cemetery together.

It seems that the cemetery has been cleaned all year round. The grass is fragrant, quiet and soft. There are several paths interspersed among them. Occasionally, there are a few fallen leaves, which adds a bit of desolation and tranquility.

Walking here, ye Fei's heart seems to have become heavy, did not expect, since her grandmother died, she first came to worship, it is already six years later.

Su Mo Han quietly walked beside her, with her steps, did not open his mouth to ask more.