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"What's wrong with her? Can't you tell me that you're raising her? " Madam Ye raised her voice angrily and scolded loudly, "Even if the Ye Family is rich, can they not raise such a little bastard? What benefits did he get for raising her? If her wings are tough, then it's time to disappear. Did she ever think about repaying the Ye Family for raising her? "

Ye Xiangfei quickly stood up from the tombstone, staring at Madam Ye and retorted, "Do you still want Jiajia to repay you? In order to gain power, you gave her to Long Tianming without her permission. When the Long family broke down, you cancelled the marriage without her permission. Haven't you used her enough? Is it not enough? "

Madam Ye stifled her words before continuing to defend herself, "The Wealthy Class marriage was originally based on benefits. Besides, what's wrong with her marrying Long Tianming and marrying into the Long family? "With that lowly life of hers, marrying into the Long family was an eight lifetimes blessing!"

Ye Xiangfei felt that he would never be able to communicate with Madam Ye and would no longer argue with her on this issue. He said stubbornly, "I love Jiajia. I can let her enter the Ye Family in the name of Young Mistress Ye, right?"

"You dare?!" Madam Ye was so furious that she threw her sunglasses at Ye Jia's smile. He grabbed Ye Xiangfei's arm and dragged him out of the cemetery, while cursing, "I think you're possessed by a ghost! Get out of here and go home! If you dare to speak nonsense again, I will immediately have her grave razed! "

"Mom!" When can you be more reasonable?! " In order to prevent the security personnel from misunderstanding that he was bullying the old man, she had no choice but to follow in her footsteps as she walked towards the cemetery's gate.

The mother and son dragged themselves away until they were completely out of sight at the entrance to the cemetery. From the far end of the cemetery, a man in black sunglasses slowly walked out. His expression was downcast, and the champagne roses in his arms swayed in the wind.

Long Haoxuan looked at the direction Ye Xiangfei disappeared in for two seconds. He then turned to Ye Jia's tombstone and foolishly looked at Ye Jia's brilliant smile. Blood flowed from his scarred heart once more, and the pain made it difficult to breathe.

Leaning over, he placed the champagne rose before her grave. His slender fingers gently caressed her face as he called out hoarsely, "Jiajia …"

He didn't know what else he could say to Ye Jia. It seemed that nothing he said had any meaning anymore. The promise he had made to her disappeared with her leaving. He had promised not to hurt her again, but now …

Now, even the ownership of her was taken away. He really regretted not accepting the marriage certificate with her earlier. If not, he wouldn't have let Ye Xiangfei snatch her away.

Long Hao Chen picked up a broken piece of glass from the ground, painfully clutching it until the broken pieces were stuck into the flesh. He didn't let go. His numb heart even numbed his body, causing him to lose the feeling of pain!

He had heard Ye Jia mention that her life in the Ye residence was not happy, but he did not expect it to be this tragic. After hearing Madam Ye's words, he almost fainted from regret.

It turned out that cancelling the engagement had nothing to do with Ye Jia, and he had used such a cruel method to torture her and make her suffer.

Long Haochen knelt in front of the tombstone and picked up the pieces of glass left behind by Madam Ye. Ye Jia loved cleaning up. She definitely didn't want her territory to be this dirty. He wanted to help her clean it up.

Half of the glass shard was stuck in his flesh, but he still didn't feel anything. He used his injured hand to feel the two words' Ye Jia 'on the monument, stroking her smiling face, and whispered: "Jiajia, no matter where you were buried or where you were taken to, you will forever be mine. You are my wife, do you remember that?"

A tear fell from his eye onto the marble graveyard, and no one could feel the pain in his heart. It was a pain that cut to the bone, a pain that could never be cured.

Could he ever forget her in this life? Could he bear to forget her?

Drops of rain the size of beans fell from the sky, covering up the tear on the grave and wetting his hair. His black clothes. Shi Nan, who was standing a few dozen meters away, held his black umbrella, but didn't dare to move forward for a long time for fear of disturbing him.

At this moment, Long Haochen didn't allow anyone to disturb him. The rain washed his hands, and when he rolled to the ground, his blood was completely red. It was his blood, which was continuously carried away by the rain.

Even the heavens were crying for him? Maybe! Because he had lost so much, more than the whole world!

The icy cold rain fell on his body, freezing his heart that was no longer burning. It flowed through his blood vessels to his limbs and bones, slowly swallowing his senses.

Then, his senses were mercilessly extracted from his mind. His robust body finally couldn't endure anymore and slowly fell into the rain …

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