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The sprout didn't say anything further, because An Shengmei had started to look through it again. It curled its lips, extended its hand and handed the card to Chen Cancan, "I only know what this card is."

At his home.

Would Siqi really let him go so easily? Du Hao turned his head to look at the iron gate that had already closed shut, feeling an indescribable pressure in his heart. However …

The cold wind from last night was still cold on her clothes. This was probably the first time she had lost her composure like this, right? She shook her head as she turned around to leave. However, she didn't see the window behind her, and the grey figure was like a veil as it slowly slid down to the ground, looking at the direction he left.

"Miss, Feng Qing has been taken care of, and your father's ashes have been found …" The bodyguard looked a little excited. The person behind him brought up the two boxes and placed the ashes inside.

Siqi's eyes could not stop her grief. She knelt down and kowtowed twice, then stood up and asked them, "You all … Scrub the scattered ashes back? "

"No, it's not. The bag of ashes and the other box of ashes were placed on top of the cupboard."

"Then the things that were scattered …" Siqi's eyes were filled with fear, staring straight into the bodyguard's eyes, he pulled at his elbow's clothes, the pitiful big bodyguard was not only unable to resist, he also had to lower his body, and was careful not to let Siqi fall to the ground.

"Miss, those are grass ashes scattered on the ground." The bodyguard saw that she didn't have a single trace of happiness on her face, so he slowly restrained his smile and carefully opened his mouth, "Or the second lady's corpse … Withdraw them back? "

He thought that Siqi had punished the Second Miss for not causing her any harm. After all, they were related by blood and they were just angry. How could they really kill their own little sister? But now that she was dead, what could they do? Second Miss was the same. She didn't try to defend herself either …

"You … "Let's go out." Siqi spoke with great difficulty. She did not celebrate with great sorrow, but she had always been in such a low mood, she did not know what kind of expression she should have right now, she only felt that she had lost something important, her heart was empty, and her mind was the same. Within a day, without her ambitious sister, she drove away the man who made her throb.

She thought that she wanted this, but once she got it, she felt lonely. She slowly held it against her chest. Why? Why was she the only one feeling uncomfortable? As long as men and women were together, they would always have feelings for each other. It was just that they were somewhat different, but … Did she really love him that much?

If what Du Hao wanted was her family business, would she give it to him? The answer was no, because even if he did, he still wouldn't love her, so why wouldn't he be willing? I just can't get it.

Siqi stood in place as she analyzed her own heart bit by bit. Then, she came to the conclusion that she was only moved and didn't have the qualifications to say "love".

And after Du Hao left Sisi City, his first destination was Yi Xue's home. He was surprised as he watched the originally childish but selfish girl in front of him raise her hair and marry a woman.

"Yi Xue... "You're married?!"

"Yeah, what else are you waiting for?" Yi Xue's face no longer had the evil spirit that bared its fangs and brandished its claws, nor did she no longer had the well-feigned good manners, but instead had a calm expression, and did not even care about his appearance.

Du Hao's face looked somewhat baffled, "Who did you marry?"

"I don't know him." Yi Xue chuckled, "He's very busy, after I marry him, I can continue to live my life as a young miss in Yi's home, it's just a ceremony, his family background is a little lower than mine, the only good point is that his family background is rich, it can help our family, and even if he grew up, he wouldn't dare let me do things he doesn't want me to do."

"…"

He had nothing else to say, so he prepared to leave. The last sentence he said was' Blessing '.

Watching Du Hao walk out, Yi Xue gently put down the teacup. Looking at the silhouette in the corner, she sighed and waved her hand, saying, "Come, he's gone."

A figure slowly walked out from behind the cupboard. He was indeed about the same age as Yi Xue, with a somewhat fearful and cowardly expression on his face. He looked pretty good, but … She was the target of her marriage. A man with autism since he was young had a simple request from his relatives. She could protect him as long as she could live without worries.

This truly wouldn't make things difficult for Yi Xue, and this man was simply excessively quiet, immersed in her own world every day, and would only listen to her occasionally, afraid of other people, so even the marriage was a scarecrow, as simple as if she hadn't married yet. She missed two weddings, and the final one was still like this …

Yi Xue felt like crying but had no tears, but she could do nothing about it. Compared to marrying someone who was not good to him, living a muddled life, she might as well make a decision herself. She would be paired up and be proud, and might as well find someone controlled by him.

As he thought about it, he felt hopeless for the rest of his life. He looked at the man in front of him with disgust and kicked him hard.

When she was twelve, her mother ran away from home and left her behind. Father picked up a woman.

Facing this woman, Yi Xue and her father naturally had a huge argument, but the result of that was that she moved from the second floor to the first floor, letting his stepmother sleep in the best room, and letting his stepmother live with the child in her womb in the future.

Yes, at that time, his stepmother was already three months pregnant, and she was sure it was a boy. That was to say, his father was always by her side!

Although he was unwilling, there was nothing he could do.

Afterwards, the woman purposely rolled down the stairs and miscarried. Everyone claimed that they had pushed her away, while the housekeeper who had always taken care of her had resigned from the Tang Clan due to her unreasonable actions.

Pushing open the door of the room, what entered his sight was a large expanse of purple crystal curtain, a soft cushioned floating window with a thick picture book half-turned over. Inside the showcase were all the souvenirs his father had brought back, which he said he had left in his room, but in reality, they were all for her to keep.

All these years, she had been acting dumb and pretending to be obedient, and even unwillingly approach her stepmother. Only now did her relationship with her father ease a little, but because of the matter with Tan Yizhe a while ago, a crack had appeared, and now …