Standing beside Qin Yiren, Chu Xinian took out his phone and glanced at it, then said softly, "The car is here, let's go, Yi Ren."
Qin Yiren resolved a regret in her heart, her slender fingertips brushing away the thin layer of dust on the tombstone, silently bidding farewell to her foster mother in her heart, reluctantly leaving this place.
At the cemetery entrance.
Chu Xinian's assistant opened the car door for them, accompanying them for breakfast.
Using a small fork to poke at the Japanese dessert, Qin Yiren understood Chu Xinian's busyness and bade him farewell with a smile, "Don't worry, Assistant Li will send me back, I'll call you later."
Chu Xinian nodded helplessly.
His company is currently preparing a new project.
This morning's meeting is very important, and if he doesn't attend, under his father's strong intervention, it would inevitably cause the company employees to feel unstable and anxious.
