said Aunt Song.Upon hearing this, Fu Xiaoyao also began to feel uneasy inside. "He...why is he angry with me""I'm afraid I don't know. I tried to ask Mr.something, but he didn't say a word. So Madam...This kind of flower was clearly used to pay respects to someone.

Could he be taking her to a cemetery

Thinking about this, Fu Xiaoyao pulled on Lu Hanzchuan's sleeve, "Hanzchuan, are you going to take me to see someone"

Lu Hanchuan nodded, "I'll take you to see someone very important."

"Who is it" Fu Xiaoyao was very curious.

Lu Hanchuan looked at her deeply for a while, didn't answer, opened the car door and got in.

Seeing him like this, Fu Xiaoyao couldn't help but sigh.

"Mrs. Fu," Mrs. Qiao called out as Fu Xiaoyao was about to get into the car.

Fu Xiaoyao retracted her foot that had just stepped into the car and turned to look, "Assistant Qiao, is there something wrong"

Qiao Mu held the flowers in both hands and presented them to her, "Here you go, Madam."

"Give me what" Fu Xiaoyao was slightly taken aback.

Joe nodded, "Yes."

But...

"Here, take it." Lu Hanchuan rolled down his car window and said suddenly.

Fu Xiaoyao looked at him for a few seconds, blankly taking the flowers. Even after getting in the car, her mind was still a bit confused.

She didn't understand why Qiao Mu would give her this flower.

And Lu Hanchuan even insisted that she hold it.

What on earth are they up to

All the way, Fu Xiaoyao was thinking about this problem and didn't say a word to Lu Hanchuan.

Lu Hanchuan ignored her completely, his whole attention on the tablet. He would sometimes use a stylus to scribble and draw on it, not knowing what he was doing.

More than an hour later, Joe stopped the car.

Fu Xiaoyao got out of the car and looked around, pursed her lips.

As expected, the place Lu Hanchuan wanted to take her was the cemetery.

Who is the Kaoling Garden visiting

Firstly, we can rule out the Lu family. The Lu family has their own cemetery and wouldn't be buried outside of it.

Could it be a relative of the Lu family

"Madam!" Qiao Mu suddenly shouted Fu Xiaoyao's name.

Fu Xiaoyao suddenly came to her senses, "What's wrong"

"Lu Zong is telling you to catch up." Qiao Mu pointed ahead.

Fu Xiaoyao followed her gaze and realized that Lu Hanchuan had already entered the gates of the cemetery.

She hurriedly thanked Joe and held the flowers tightly before chasing after the man.

When she finally caught up, she was slightly out of breath and said with a hint of reproach, "Why didn't you tell me you were leaving"

"You were daydreaming." Lu Hanchuan replied faintly.

Fu Xiaoyao snorted, wanting to say something more.

Luhánchuan suddenly stopped, "We're here."

"What's up" Fu Xiaoyao bumped into his back, caught off guard.

Lu Hanchuan stood very steadily, even when she bumped into him, he remained motionless, instead calmly turning his hand to reach behind him and supporting her shoulder, preventing her from being knocked back.

"I brought you here to meet her." Lu Hanchuan looked at the tombstone in front of him.

Upon hearing this, Fu Xiaoyao stopped rubbing her forehead and walked out from behind him, following his gaze.

When she saw the brand new tombstone, she was taken aback for a moment before carefully looking at the name on it.

“Ye Lan...” Fu Xiaoyao softly read the name at the top, for some reason, her eyes suddenly reddened.

Lu Hanchuan saw her like this, somewhat unexpectedly raised an eyebrow, "You cried"

Fu Xiaoyao's lips trembled, "I don't want to cry, but I don't know why, my heart feels so heavy."

It's not just uncomfortable, there's a feeling that's hard to describe, sour, bitter, and swollen...

She couldn't help reaching out to touch the two characters, "Ye Lan," on the tombstone. Her hand trembled as she touched them.

"I feel like the name Ye Lan is so familiar." Fu Xiaoyao closed her eyes. "It feels like I should know her. Hanchuan, tell me who she is Why did you bring me to meet her Is there some connection between us Or, who exactly is she to me"

She was a little agitated, with a hint of urgency in her eyes.

I desperately want to know, what is Ye Lan's identity

She had such complex feelings for this Ye Lan, which was enough to show that Ye Lan had a relationship with her, but she didn't know what kind of relationship it was.

"Who she is, I can't tell you now, but she does matter to you. She's an important person." Lu Hanchuan withdrew his hand and replied softly.

“Important people” Fu Xiaoyao was obviously dissatisfied with this answer. She lowered her eyes, “Hanchuan, I remember you asked me, if my current family weren’t really my own, what should I do Could it be…”

"That's enough," Lu Hanchuan said, his voice heavy.

Fu Xiaoyao's face stiffened, and all her words were stuck in her throat.

Lu Hanchuan knew his attitude just now was a bit too heavy. He rubbed his temples and softened his voice, "Don't think too much about it, I was just speaking from the heart about that question, and there wasn't any other meaning behind it. As for Ye Lan, you'll naturally know more about her later. Right now, just give her the flowers. And if you have time, come see her more often."

"Hmm." Fu Xiaoyao pulled the corner of her mouth, gave a strained reply, then crouched down and placed the flowers in her arms gently in front of the tombstone.

After placing it down, she stared at the name on the tombstone for a long time before finally standing up again.

"Why are there no pictures" Fu Xiaoyao asked, looking at the spot on the tombstone where a photo should have been.

Lu Hanchuan spoke, "She has been dead for over twenty years, I don't know if any photos are left."

Perhaps Qī Dōngmíng does.

But also to find Qi Dongming, only then can we get the photos from him.

"Twenty-plus years" Fu Xiaoyao was astonished, her jaw dropping in disbelief. "No way, this tombstone is still new!"

"She wasn't buried yet. I just had someone bring her ashes back from the funeral home yesterday." Lu Hanchuan explained simply.

Fu Xiaoyao covered her mouth, "How could this be, why put her ashes in the funeral home"

More than twenty years...

What kind of reason would prevent them from burying her!

Lu Hanchuan lowered his eyelids, "Who knows, now we should go back."

He obviously doesn't want to talk about this much.

Fu Xiaoyao squeezed her palms, feeling a twinge of reluctance in her heart, but she still didn't ask any further.

Because she knew he wouldn't say it, she asked until her throat was raw but never got an answer.

On the way back, Fu Xiaoyao gazed out the car window, her mind already far away. Her thoughts were filled with the two words "Ye Lan" and that black lacquered tombstone.

She had never cared about a stranger this much, not even for a moment like this.

Her heart was completely unable to calm down.

And then there was Lu Hanchuan, his sudden interruption of her reaction was very abnormal. Coupled with the two text messages she had received before, could it be...

Fu Xiaoyao's heart jumped violently. She suppressed the guess she didn't dare to believe, biting her lower lip tightly.

It seems necessary to go back to the Fu family and test out my parents.

Lu Hanchuan saw Fu Xiaoyao's pensive expression, and as if he understood her thoughts, he suddenly spoke in a low voice, "After this, you don't have to go back to the Fu family anymore, and don't contact them again."

Fu Xiaoyao temporarily suppressed the thoughts in her heart, turning her gaze from the car window to him, "Why"

If she doesn't go back, how will she ask

"There's no need to ask why. The Lu family has been targeted by enemies lately. If you don't want the Fu family to become the target as well, just do what I say." Lu Hanchuan casually made up an excuse in response.

Fu Xiaoyao didn't know that Lu Hanchuan had already understood her thoughts. She simply believed his words and nodded seriously, "Okay, I remember."

After the grievances between Lu's family are resolved, she should be fine if she goes again.

"Just remember that, and..." Lu Hanchuan was about to say something else when his phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

He frowned, somewhat displeased, took out his phone and glanced at the caller ID before answering, "What's up" and quietly stared at the ceiling for a while, listening to the patter of rain outside. Her heart finally calmed down.She didn't know how long she had been staring at the ceiling, her eyes aching, un...