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Gong Nanling sat down, held his phone and drank two mouthfuls of the plain water in front of him.
"Nanling, did you and Qianyu have a fight?"
Lu Yixun leaned to the side and said worriedly.
"Mom, what did she say to you?"
Gong Nanling was surprised and a trace of impatience flashed between his brows. He was also a bit irritated.
"So you really had a fight?"
The light in Lu Yixun's eyes tightened and her gentle voice was filled with deep worry.
She had watched Ning Qianyu grow up, and she liked both her personality and her personality.
The marriage between the two families couldn't be any better.
Naturally, she didn't want Gong Nanling to hurt her.
"No …." "No …"
Gong Nanling didn't dare to look at her, so he started to turn the phone in his hand again out of guilt.
Seeing him like this, Lu Yixun was certain that something was wrong between him and Ning Qianyu.
"Nanling, don't lie to me. Speak, what happened between you two? Is it because of Gu Mengmeng? "
"No. "It's none of Gu Mengmeng's business …"
Gong Nanling stopped what he was doing and retorted nervously.
"He said no."
Lu Yixun asked worriedly.
"Mom, it really has nothing to do with Gu Mengmeng. It's me …"
"Then tell me, what exactly are you and Qianyu doing?" Why did she suddenly return to the Chenghai? "
"Mom …"
Gong Nanling became even more impatient. He licked his dry lips, lowered his head, and said impatiently.
"I just feel that I'm still young and I don't want to become a family member so soon …"
"You're already 22, you're no longer young. Besides, the ancients all said: build a family, build a business, and conquer the world. "We'll make a family first, then build a family. This …"
"Mom, what era is this? You're telling me this?"
Gong Nanling was extremely frustrated. He immediately stood up and his heart started beating.
"Sit down."
Lu Yixun sternly said as she pulled down her face, a rare occurrence.
As for the matters of their children, it was hard for Gong Hantian to say. Fortunately, although Gong Nanling loved to play, he was very filial to his parents and rarely contradicted them.
"Mom …"
Gong Nanling retracted his peach blossom eyes and helplessly called out to her.
"Sit down …"
Lu Yixun's tone softened.
Gong Nanling had no choice but to sit down again. He seemed a bit anxious.
"Nanling, I don't care what happened between you and Gu Mengmeng. "Don't even try to contact her anymore …"
"Why?"
Gong Nanling asked subconsciously.
"Qianyu is your fiancée, the one you're going to marry into the family. Don't let her down."
Lu Yixun said sincerely.
"Mom, what exactly do you mean?"
Gong Nanling frowned and a shallow line appeared on his forehead.
"Don't you understand what I mean?"
Lu Yixun took a sip of water and sighed.
"…"
Gong Nanling's eyes flashed as a row of teeth marks appeared on his lips.
He hesitated for a moment before opening his mouth.
"Mom, to tell you the truth. "I actually …"
Before he could finish his sentence, Lu Yixun interrupted him and stood up.
"Nanling, it's about time. I'll be leaving first."
"Mom, I'm not finished yet."
Gong Nanling said anxiously. He finally decided to speak his mind, but he was stopped. This kind of feeling couldn't be described with words.
"We'll talk about it next time."
Lu Yixun pursed her pale lips, a faint smile appearing on her elegant and demure face.
"This is the first time I've come back to ask your Aunt Yanyun out. I can't make her wait …"
Gong Nanling had no way to refute this' reason ', so he didn't say anything else. He was stunned for a moment and silently cursed in his heart.
"Mom suddenly asked Auntie Yanyun to meet, could it be because of Gu Mengmeng?"
Thinking up to this point, he became even more anxious, and the haze on his face deepened.
"..."
Yunjing.
In the western suburbs.
Qingfeng Cliff.
A young man in a thin grey trench coat stood at the edge of the cliff, followed by four men in casual clothes and a middle-aged woman.
The woman cried until her face was swollen, but she still continued to sob softly.
"Uncle Fu, have a safe trip."
The young man lowered his gaze and glanced at the unending stream of the Cloud River below the cliff. His elegant and beautiful voice carried a hint of a clear and cold tone.
He was the owner of Qingyi Garden, the young master of Helan Family, and Lin Ange's uncle, Helan Xi.
His handsome and ethereal face was completely silent, and his jade-like eyes emitted a cold and clear light.
Grief is hidden in the heart.
"Uncle Fu, we will never be able to repay the kindness you have shown us for your Helan Family in this life. "I just want to meet again in my next life."
Helan Xi lifted his lips, his voice was as clear as jade and luxurious.
Nanny Wang couldn't hold on any longer and knelt on the ground, crying in a low voice.
"Uncle Fu …"
They had lived together in the garden for many years, master and servant, old friends. After so many years of being together, the relationship between the two had already surpassed that between relatives.
"Uncle Fu, let's go home."
Helan Xi slowly opened the jade casket. His bony hands grabbed a handful of the casket and gently sprinkled it down the cliff …
"Uncle Fu …"
Nanny Wang knelt on the ground and cried even louder.
"Uncle Fu, if you go to heaven, you must bless young master and Youngest Miss …"
The eyes of the four men in casual clothes turned slightly sour.
They did not expect Helan Xi to use such a method to 'send' Uncle Fu off.
With his ability, he chose the best grave for Uncle Fu and buried him heavily. No problem at all.
Unexpectedly, he allowed him to return to dust, to dust.
The wind at the edge of the cliff was already strong, the ashes in Helan Xi's hand were blown away...
"Uncle Fu …"
Nanny Wang looked at the scattering ashes in the wind, weeping and muttering.
But no matter how she cried, she could not come back.
Helan Xi's eyes were as still as water, while endless grief was hidden in the bottom of his eyes. She pursed her lips but didn't say anything.
Little by little, the ashes in the urns were gently sprinkled onto the ground …
The river was rough and rough.
The wind moaned.
The air was heavy and sad.
Half an hour later.
Helan Xi opened his mouth again, while holding the empty casket.
"Uncle Fu, meet father, mother, and sister and send my regards to them. "Tell them that I will take good care of Ge'er."
Finished.
His large palm flew in the air and forcefully threw the bone ash urns in his hands into the air. The jade casket drew an arc in the air before falling straight down the cliff.
In an instant, he was swallowed by the river.
"Young master Heran, it's time to go."
A man in casual clothes came forward and respectfully reminded them.
"…"
Helan Xi looked down the cliff and turned around.
The wind blew at the hem of his coat, making him look all the more noble and peerless, as if he was a young man dressed in green.
"Young master …"
Nanny Wang sobbed silently.
Helan Xi walked in, reached out his hand, lowered his head and helped her up.