Daddy, Here Is Mommy

Many fans wished they could die.    

Mourning was launched.    

Some expressed disbelief at this.    

All sorts of rumors began to spread.    

This included the recent news about her conflict with Lin Ange.    

Someone was fighting for her.    

After all, she accompanied Lu Yiyao for three years, so everyone took her for Lu Yiyao's real girlfriend.    

Plus, Lin Ange was Lu Hengyuan's fiancee, but she had a three-year-old child with Lu Yiyao.    

Public opinion stood on Xu Jianan's side.    

The voices of indignation grew louder and louder.    

No matter what the facts are, the dead are big.    

The three of them became tigers.    

There were more and more unpleasant sounds.    

Lu Yiyao's dark eyes narrowed as he watched.    

Exit the hot air.    

Then he sent a message to Ding Mo.    

"I don't want to see any more news about Xu Jianan."    

When Ding Mo received the 'command', his handsome face became slightly troubled.    

For such a huge matter, even if it was completely sealed off, it wouldn't be able to stop the crowd from entering.    

But he didn't dare to disobey Lu Yiyao's order, so he braced himself and replied.    

"Yes, CEO."    

Lu Yiyao muted his phone and laid beside Lin Ange.    

It was unknown if it was due to the effects of the medicine or the crying that had caused him to burst into tears. She was fast asleep now.    

He leaned over gently and put her on his arm.    

At this moment, he was completely devoid of sleep, allowing his thoughts to run wild.    

What he didn't expect was that no matter how hard Ding Mo tried to suppress the search, he couldn't.    

It seemed like there was a powerful controller behind the scenes.    

Midnight.    

A light drizzle fell from the sky.    

Lu Yiyao woke up early in the morning and went to the Qingfeng Cliff while Lin Ange was still awake.    

The wind from the cliff still carried a faint scent of smoke and blood.    

What happened here yesterday did not seem to have been diluted.    

Lu Yiyao placed a bunch of sacred chrysanthemums at the edge of the cliff.    

It was a habit of many years.    

Ding Mo stood behind him without holding an umbrella.    

A lot of rain dripped down from their black suits.    

Lu Yiyao looked down at the unending stream of the Cloud Stream River, and his mood sank.    

After standing there for a while, he left.    

When he returned to the ward, Lin Ange had already woken up. When she saw him walking in with a cold aura, she frowned and asked doubtfully.    

"Where did you go this early in the morning?"    

Lu Yiyao took off his black suit, changed into a thin black windbreaker and smiled at her faintly.    

"Qingfeng Cliff."    

"Qingfeng Cliff?"    

Lin Ange froze for a moment as she remembered.    

"It's the Qing Ming Festival?"    

Then, he complained to Lu Yiyao.    

"Why didn't you remind me?"    

"Is it still early?"    

Lu Yiyao walked over and said warmly.    

"An An, you're not in a good condition right now. How about, I bring Yanyan over?"    

It was drizzling and the temperature was low.    

"I'm fine."    

Lin Ange's clear eyes flashed as she pursed her lips.    

"This is the first day after I come back, so I have to go visit my grandfather, grandmother, and mother …"    

There was a touch of sadness in her voice.    

"Yes." Then after breakfast, I'll accompany you there. "    

"Alright."    

Out of Lu Yiyao's expectation, Lin Ange agreed without the slightest hesitation.    

The three of them ate breakfast, changed their clothes, and went downstairs.    

Lu Yiyao was worried that Lin Ange would catch a cold, so he covered her with a black cape.    

He also had black boots on his legs to keep him warm.    

Taking the flowers from the flower shop, the black Maybach headed towards the Helan Family's private cemetery.    

Along the way, Lu Yiyao was concerned about whether Lin Ange was cold or not.    

"Drive safely. I'm fine."    

Lin Ange tilted her head to look at him and whispered.    

Lu Yiyao smiled at her. He couldn't hide the happiness in his eyes.    

Lin Ange's heart throbbed slightly as she looked at his painstakingly drawn face. Following that, a warm current slowly flowed out and tightly wrapped around his heart.    

Deep down in her heart, she too was happy.    

The entire Yunjing was enveloped in a sad spring rain.    

Lu Yiyao stopped the car. He got off first and came out with a black umbrella from the trunk.    

Ye Zichen carried Lin Yanyan down from the backseat, picked him up with one arm and opened the umbrella. He then opened the passenger door for Lin Ange.    

"An An, be careful."    

Although the mausoleum garden was quiet, the ground was very clean.    

Lu Yiyao held Lin Yanyan in one hand and Lin Ange in the other.    

Lin Ange held two bouquets of fresh flowers in her arms.    

The wind that blew in his face was rather cold.    

"Peace …"    

Lu Yiyao held up the umbrella and helped her to pull up her shawl.    

"I'm not cold …"    

Lin Ange raised her gaze slightly as she spoke softly.    

"Even if it's not cold, we should still surround it."    

Lu Yiyao lowered his head and replied.    

The solemn and serene mausoleum garden was silent. Only the drizzle danced in the sky.    

Tall pine cypress, green gardenia, all shrouded in a thin layer of mist.    

"An An, go slowly."    

The limestone path was slippery, Lu Yiyao said worriedly.    

"Yes."    

Lin Ange pursed her lips.    

The two of them slowed down, especially Lu Yiyao, who purposely slowed down a lot.    

The three of them arrived in front of Helan Miao, his wife, and Helan Jing's tombstone.    

"Come, Yanyan …"    

Lu Yiyao put Lin Yanyan down.    

Lin Ange placed the flowers in her embrace in front of the tombstone, clasped her hands together, bowed and bowed.    

Lu Yiyao put away his umbrella and led Lin Yanyan to do the same.    

Lin Yanyan was very well-behaved, and he paid his respects seriously with his parents.    

"Grandpa, grandma, mom, I brought Lu Yiyao and Yanyan to visit you …"    

Lin Ange's eyes reddened as she looked at the three photos on the tombstone.    

"Grandpa, Grandma, Mom, how are you?"    

Although her voice was very soft, it was incomparably clear in this quiet and serene mausoleum garden.    

Lin Yanyan raised his head and looked at Lu Yiyao, as if he had something to say to him.    3

Lu Yiyao quickly squatted and whispered to him.    

"What's wrong, Brother Yan?"    

"Daddy, Mei Gege seems to be very sad. Please tell her not to cry anymore. Grandma Tang told me that she can't cry. "    

Lin Yanyan blinked his long eyelashes, while worry was written all over his face.    

"There's something special today. Let your mommy talk to your great-grandfather, great-grandmother, and grandma for a while."    

Lu Yiyao replied in a low voice, his eyes filled with love.    

He knew that even if he tried to persuade her, Lin Ange wouldn't be able to recover her composure. It would be better to let her spew out everything to prevent her from feeling bad.    

"Alright …"    

Lin Yanyan bit his lips and said helplessly.    

"Grandfather, Grandma, Mom, Yanyan is Lu Yiyao and I's child. He's already three years old. "Last time, I said that I would bring him to see you guys. Today, I have finally brought him here."    

Lin Ange turned around and said to Lin Yanyan as she finished her sentence.    

"Brother Yan, come here."    

"Oh."    

Lin Yanyan quickly walked over and held Lin Ange's hand.