Chapter 2

She is a woman who lives in rumors.

Now it's going to divorce, so it's even more unnecessary to let people know her appearance.

She knows.

Facing Ruan Su's calm appearance, Bo Xingzhi lost his mind for a moment.

He always knew that their marriage was different from others. They signed a contract when they got married.

They don't interfere with each other. Ruan Su is his rich wife. He buys her bags, clothes and jewelry. As long as it has something to do with money, it's no problem at all.

She cooperated with him to show her love in front of Grandpa.

He met this woman at the gate of the hospital. In the pouring rain, she stood in the rain without expression. "Is there anyone willing to marry me?"

Passers by are in a hurry. They think she is a psychopath.

He didn't know why Ruan Su did it, and he was not interested in knowing.

All he knew was that he was in urgent need of a wife, and she pleased him.

Unexpectedly, the marriage lasted four years until grandpa died last week. After four years of acting, it finally ended.

Grandpa's death was a great blow to him. It took him a week to hold the funeral. Even now, as long as he thinks of Grandpa's voice and face, he still has dull pain in his chest.

In the past four years, they are no different from ordinary couples. He is very busy. He usually comes to Jiangsong villa for the night only on weekends.

This woman always waits for him obediently and dutifully. When he comes and goes, she won't complain.

Before Bo Xingzhi went out, Ruan Su stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the cheek, "bye, husband."

The man bowed his head and kissed her lips. "Be good when you arrive at the mourning hall later."

"OK, I see." Ruan Su nodded and watched him leave.

They seem to be a couple with excellent feelings. They don't look like they are about to divorce.

Seeing the man getting on the black Bentley, Ruan Su turned and closed the door.

The clever and gentle expression was immediately replaced by coolness, and the beautiful and gorgeous face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

In sharp contrast to the gentle and pleasant appearance before.

She seemed to have changed.

Without expression, he cleaned himself up and went out of the door.

It doesn't know when it will rain.

Nanshan cemetery.

The grassland is bright green and soft. The whole Nanshan Mountain is shrouded in rain, which looks hazy and unreal.

Mr. Bo's cemetery is here, beautiful and quiet.

The funeral was very simple. Most of them came from some relatives and friends of the Bo family and some business partners.

The white lilies look more and more white under the scouring of rain. One bunch, two bundles... Looking around, they are placed around the tombstone

Ruan Su got out of the car and walked towards the crowd with a black umbrella.

She looked at Bo Xingzhi. The man was dressed in a black suit, his posture was straight, and his thin lips were tightly closed into a line.

The handsome face was full of sadness, and her eyes were red. She stood quietly in the front row of the crowd.

She knew that he was brought up by old man Bo, so she had a deep relationship with old man Bo.

Ruan Su went over and bowed down to pay tribute. Looking at the photo of old man Bo on the tombstone, she took a deep breath and gently put the lily in her hand in front of the tombstone.

It's over. One's life.

She really hates this place, this atmosphere. I hate it when someone leaves her.

There was a trace of helplessness and sadness in the bottom of her eyes. Old man Bo was really good to her before he died and spoiled her as his own granddaughter.

With a plop, she knelt in the wet rain against the cold tombstone and kowtowed to the thin old man three times.