C130

"Auntie, from now on, we will split up like this.

"Xu Ying stood solemnly in front of her stepmother, Li Qingfang.

If she didn't, she would definitely use all kinds of reasons to look for help in the future. It was even because Xu Ying knew her stepmother's personality very well, that Xu Ying was already prepared when she found out that the house was about to be demolished.

"What?"

"Li Qingfang looked at Xu Ying in disbelief. How could this little girl say something like that?

She was slightly taken aback. A look of astonishment flashed through her turbid eyes. Then, this look of astonishment turned into an expression of anger.

"You!"

"Li Qingfang angrily grabbed Xu Ying's left hand, her eyes fierce and fierce like a madman." How can you treat me like this!

How can you do this to me!

"Li Qingfang has gone mad, everyone was caught unprepared. When Yang Zhi saw that Xu Ying had grabbed onto Xu Ying, he struggled non-stop.

Just as she flipped over killing intent and jumped behind Xu Ying to save him, she saw that Xu Ying was struggling with all her might. In her panic, she waved her right hand angrily and slapped Li Qingfang's swollen face.

Pow!

A loud slap resonated through the living room, slapping Li Qingfang's face away, scattering her hair all over her face, it was truly a slap to the head and face, this slap had also stunned Li Qingfang. She slowly raised her head, staring at the young lady who had broken free from her imprisonment, unable to believe that the young lady she had controlled earlier would actually dare to hit her!

Xu Ying panted as her delicate body slightly trembled. Finally, she broke free from Li Qingfang's grasp, took a step back, and stuck herself into a warm and familiar embrace.

Xu Ying raised her head and looked over. Yang Zhi, who was behind him, hugged her concernedly, grabbed her small hands, and coaxed her tenderly while placing them in front of him: "Does it hurt?

"Xu Ying pursed her lips and shook her head. She was still trembling a little in Yang Zhi's embrace, but Yang Zhi looked at her wrist, which was swollen like a lotus, and felt sorry for her stubbornness.

He looked at the crazy woman who had been added up by the two black-clothed bodyguards and was trembling like a captured rat. She was extremely ugly and it was imperative that she was despicable, Yang Zhi said to the bodyguards that surrounded them: "You few … but before you could finish, his words were interrupted by Xu Ying.

"Uncle!"

"Xu Ying struggled free from Yang Zhi's embrace and stood in front of him. Under Yang Zhi's shocked eyes, she said resolutely," Uncle, let's leave it like this, she and I have no relation anymore, don't do that sort of thing in this family anymore, my father will be very sad. "Yang Zhi sighed.

"In the future, don't let me see you again.

"Yang Zhi lifted his head and looked at the shivering woman with an ice-cold gaze and said," From now on, you have nothing to do with Xu Ying, you have nothing to do with the Xu Family either!

"After saying that, Yang Zhi took Xu Ying's small hand. This time, he was very determined, and brought her away without waiting for Xu Ying to struggle.

The black clothed bodyguards were split into two groups, the first five to lead the way, and the last five to follow. They protected Yang Zhi and Xu Ying tightly in the middle, the sudden outburst of the woman just now, and they did not have the time to react, it had already made them, the bodyguards panic, they all tensed up their nerves, afraid of another madman.

Seeing Yang Zhi leaving with his men, cattleseed instructed Xiao Zhi who was beside him. Xiao Zhi agreed to it and the cattleseed ignored the crazy woman and chased after her.

Considering the relationship between Xu Ying and her son, naturally, cattleseed did not dare to make things difficult for the mother and son, but now, he could stop worrying about Li Qingfang and start the project that her boss had invested in him as soon as possible.

"Take care, Director Yang!"

Hah!

"cattleseed is still very happy in his heart. He sent Yang Zhi and the others all the way to the small plaza and to the carriage.

The group of carriages moved slowly, but they did not head for the city. Instead, they changed their direction and headed towards the west side of the suburbs. That way, they would reach the North Mountain cemetery.

As the sky gradually darkened, Yang Zhi brought Xu Ying out of the car at the entrance of the North Mountain Graveyard, raising her head, Yang Zhi saw the dark gray sky, and a drop of rain fell on his nose.

It was raining.

The scattered rain drops slowly gathered into a heavy rain. Ho-Lao-San walked forward and handed Yang Zhi a black umbrella, which Yang Zhi opened to help him shelter himself from the wind and rain. At this time, Xu Ying was wearing a white sackcloth, wearing a black skirt, holding a daisy in his hands.

"It's raining.

"Xu Ying raised her head and looked at the rain water beside the umbrella and said softly.

"Yeah, why did it change so quickly?"

"It was a sunny day just now, but it's only noon now.

"Father, are you waiting for me?" Xu Ying's voice was filled with sorrow, as his eyes flashed, and he seemed to have thought of something.

Yang Zhi held Xu Ying as he walked in the middle while holding onto his umbrella. In front was over twenty black clothed bodyguards holding onto an umbrella, leading the way, followed by more than seventy black clothed bodyguards, all wearing black suits and leather shoes, and a black umbrella.

Everyone walked up the stone stairs and arrived in front of Uncle Xu's grave. The black-clothed bodyguards dispersed one by one to protect them.

After placing the little daisy in her hands in front of his father's tombstone, Xu Ying kneeled down in the mud. Yang Zhi stood behind her and helped her hold up an umbrella, quietly watching this stubborn and mischievous girl pay her respects to her father.

A pair of slender white arms slowly lifted up, stroking the black and white photo on the tombstone. As he thought of his father's upbringing over the past dozen years, as well as those bitter but happy times, he could no longer hold back his tears.

"Daddy!

"When these two words left her mouth, Xu Ying had already thrown herself onto the tombstone.

The rain was still slightly cold, the wind and drizzling rain had wet her dress. In the cemetery monument, the girl in the short black skirt threw herself on the monument and sobbed sorrowfully. The sound of the rain was drowned out by the sound of the falling rain, only the umbrella holder behind the girl could hear her grief.

The love of a father when he was young, the sadness of his father when his mother passed away. The figure that had always been imposing and imposing in her eyes seemed to have aged several years in an instant. Even when he married a woman and went back home, he had never once scolded himself.

"Good girl, how about daddy being your horse!

"This is a memory from when I was three years old.

"Does the daughter like this new dress?

Dad will buy it for you.

"This is a ten-year-old memory.

"Daughter, in the future, this house will only have us and our daughter.

"This is the memory of the death of my mother at the age of twelve.

"Daddy has found you a new mother, and she will treat you well.

"This was when my father married that woman at the age of fourteen.

Recently, the company has been too busy. Call me if you have anything, I'll just directly call your card for your living expenses. If you want anything, buy it yourself, don't mistreat yourself.

"This was a year ago when my father was gradually getting busy.