It seemed to be mocking him. Since he chose power, why bother to be hypocritical and soft-hearted at this time?

He ordered Yingtang, who was standing behind him, hoarsely, "You go first, I'll stay alone for a while."

Yingtang looked at the man standing with his back to him, standing straight on his back, and was lonely all over, so he responded, then turned and left. After Yingtang left, Han Shao reached out, stroked Erin's photo, and laughed in a low voice, "Actually, you always say you hate me, but I always thought, even if you hate me, as long as you remember me and have me in your heart, you will never be able to leave me no matter what, but I didn't expect that you would still

He escaped from me in this way, Erin, you are so cruel!"

So cruel that even Nan Nan can't keep you.

So this time, she was completely free and would never be imprisoned by his side again. She could go anywhere she wanted.

But what responded to him was just a photo of smiling on the tombstone.

Suddenly, someone bent down and presented a bunch of chrysanthemums and flowers.

He raised his eyes and saw An Jinnan standing there, with an unconcealed depressed feeling in his eyes.

He suddenly sank his face, a hint of displeasure flashed across his face, and said in a dull voice, "I remember her funeral, and I didn't let you inform you to attend."

An Jinnan turned his face and looked at him with a hint of darkness in his eyes. "Mr. Han, you don't seem to know your identity. During her lifetime, you were the person she least wanted to face and even dislike the most. You are qualified to stand here. Why am I not qualified to stand here?"

An Jinnan's voice was very cold, word by word, like ice, and it was trembling.

But Han Shao was unmoved at all, as if he hadn't noticed it at all, staring at him with his eyes as if he was bursting out from his teeth, "An Jinnan, what do you think you are?"

An Jinnan held the corner of his lips, as if he didn't care about Han Shao's words at all, "Mr. Han, now that you have gone, no matter how strong you are, you will never be able to dig out of the grave to make her come alive, so please save your energy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Shao's fist had already swung up, and An Jinnan immediately avoided his fist and barely avoided the fist.

Then Han Shao swung his fist with a cold face. An Jinnan did not dodge this time and was punched hard.

The two just wrestled together like that.

In the end, when the two separated, they were all covered in scars.

Han Shao's face was always so sinister that it could drip out of water, and his thin lips were tightly pursed. An Jinnan wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, squinted his eyes and said sarcastically, "Even if you beat me to death here, she wouldn't be alive today. In fact, if you think about it carefully, you are really sad. You killed her with your own hands. I guess you will suffer day and night in the future. In fact, for you,

It's a punishment." Speaking of this, An Jinnan's happy smile grew bigger and bigger.

The darkness in Han Shao's eyes became increasingly intense, as if he was about to swallow something, his hands hanging on both sides of his body clenched into fists.

"Han Shao, if you make enough trouble, go back!"

Behind him, a low shout came, his voice was old and a hint of majesty.

Han Shao was a little surprised, turned around and saw the old lady appearing here, and spoke in surprise, "Auntie, Grandma? Why are you here?"

The old lady was wearing a black cheongsam, with a meticulous head and a slender figure, looking extremely elegant.

"What? Can't I come?" the old lady asked with her eyes lightening.

Han Shao shook his head and his tone eased a little, "I said casually, don't take it to heart." The old lady walked over and saw that Han Shao's face was covered with purple marks, and An Jinnan, who was standing beside him, had a clear understanding in her eyes, and there was no excessive emotion in her tone, "I just left today, you fight in front of her tomb, intending to let her go.

Are you relieved?”

Upon hearing this, both of them lowered their heads and said nothing.

Seeing this, the old lady continued, "There are no people, and if you have any grudges, you still refuse to give up? Even if you beat me here to death today, what can you do? Decide the winner and lose, and then? Can this girl see it?"

Facing the old lady's scolding, no one said a word.

Especially Han Shao, his eyes were drooping and his elegant face was complicated.

A gust of wind blew, lifting up dead leaves and floating around the three of them.

...

On the way back, Han Shao took the old lady's car. Because he had to send the old lady back, he would feel more at ease when he went there in person.

The old lady raised her eyes and saw that his face was colorful, so she asked, "Why would you take you to the hospital?"

Han Shao shook his head slightly and opened his lips to respond, "No need, it's just a minor injury. I'll be fine if I go back and take care of it for two days."

The old lady didn't say much about this, but asked something else, "Do you have any plans in the future?"

Han Shao looked ahead, his face unknowingly covered with a hint of coldness, "Well." Seeing this, the old lady saw that he was unwilling to say anything, but looking at his appearance, she vaguely guessed something, and just reminded her, "Your grandpa has never liked others to disobey him. No matter what you want to do, you should be careful before you are 100% sure.

”

In such a family, there is no 100% secret. Even if the old lady is far away in the old house and seems to ignore civil affairs, she still knows clearly what she should know.

"Yes, I know, don't worry." Han Shao's voice was faint, but the ending sound was like winning.

I sent the old lady back to the old house. As soon as I got off the car, I didn't expect to meet Mr. Han. I stood at the door with a bad look.

Seeing them, his eyes suddenly became cold, "Where have you been?"

The words were said to the old lady. The two of them had been entangled for a lifetime, but in the end, neither of them had compromised, and they still hurt each other as if they were both defeated.

Upon hearing this, the old lady kept silent and never spoke.

The eyes of Mr. Han were already like the eve of a storm, and the dark clouds were pressing down on him. The old man was going to be stronger for the rest of his life, but he fell into the hands of the old lady every time.

Seeing that Mr. Han’s face became increasingly ugly, Han Shao said at this moment, “My aunt just went out to relax, and I happened to meet him, so…”

Han Shao was about to explain, but he didn't expect that the next second he would interrupt without any mercy than the old man, "Did I let you speak?"

The old man's voice was very heavy, and his tone was filled with dissatisfaction and impatientness towards Han Shao. When Han Shao heard this, he suddenly fell silent, his eyes were dark and unclear. His tightly pursed lips and his jaw were almost tense into a straight line, revealing that he was extremely unhappy at this moment.
Chapter completed!