“We are all ready!” Ying Bao turned and shouted to her mother, “Mommy, come on!”
“Coming! Let’s go!” Xu Xiyan came over with two big bags. She was surprised to see Tang Feimo. “Oh, you’re here, Feimo!”
Tang Feimo noticed that they were getting ready to go out. He asked, “Uncle Huo, Auntie Jing, where are you all going? Can you take me with you? I want to hang out with Cherry.”
Huo Yunshen said nothing. He looked down at the boy condescendingly and thought, you little rascal, already so bold at such a young age. Trying to hook up with my daughter, huh?
Xu Xiyan smiled, “Well, why not. We are going to visit Cherry’s grandmother. If you think you won’t feel bored, you can come with us.”
“Okay, sure!” Tang Feimo happily took Ying Bao’s little hand and escorted her outside.
Huo Yunshen watched the two kids leaving together and let out a sigh.
Xu Xiyan heard him sigh and asked, “Why are you sighing?”
“I’m just worried about our little princess.”
Everyone who is a father would most likely be worried about their little princesses getting corrupted by a hooligan.
“Pfft… You’re really worried. They’re still kids, who knows what will happen in the future!”
She was right. No one could foresee the future. It was no use overthinking it and making himself worry for nothing.
Huo Yunshen took the bags from Xu Xiyan and went out with her. “Why did you bring so many things? I’ve already had Yi Xiao prepare the offerings.”
“Oh, this is some food I made for Grandpa. We’re going to visit him later too.”
Huo Yunshen nodded and escorted Xu Xiyan out of the house.
Peijing Western Suburb Cemetery.
The two adults and the two children got out of the car. Yi Xiao led the bodyguards to secure the area.
Today, Huo Yunshen wore a black custom-made suit. Tang Feimo also wore a small matching suit and walked together with Xu Xiyan and Ying Bao. They looked as though they were going to a fashion show to showcase their matching family outfits.
They arrived in front of Jing Ruyue’s grave.
Huo Yunshen’s staff had already placed incense, fruits, and other offerings on the grave. Xu Xiyan carried a bouquet of pure white aurum-lilies in one hand and held her daughter’s hand with the other as she faced the tombstone.
The photo on the tombstone was still clear. The woman in the picture carried a warm and gentle smile on her face as though she had never left and as if she was still living with them.
“Mom… We’ve come to see you…”
Xu Xiyan stood in front of her mother’s tombstone, feeling a lump in her throat as she looked at the tombstone with wet eyes.
Ever since returning to Estan, she had been busy with her own affairs and she never had the time to come tidy up her grave. She had been putting off the matter until now. She was really not a filial daughter.
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