Butler Sun followed Qiao Sinian in London. She only knew a little about the past of the Qiao family, but this situation still made her sigh.

No matter who it is, facing dozens of tombstones, the mood is as heavy as depression.

Mr. Qiao is a human, not a god, and Mr. Sun can feel his depression.

No matter how much this man restrains his emotions and does not show his emotions, he cannot hide the grief in his eyes during such days.

Qiao Sinian glanced at the watch and made a gesture to Butler Sun: "You go home first."

Butler Sun understood what Qiao Sinian meant. Miss Ye had not had supper yet, so Master Qiao asked her to go back and cook dinner for Miss Ye.

However, Butler Tang didn't know, she didn't know that Ye Jiaqi had returned to the capital.

Butler Tang whispered: "Mr. Qiao, let Butler Sun stay. She is now considered a person from Qiao's house."

"No need." Qiao Sinian gave a wink to Butler Sun.

Butler Tang is not easy to persuade him anymore.

Butler Sun nodded and drove back to Qiao's house by himself.

"Master Qiao, do you really have to stay for a vigil tonight?" asked Butler Tang.

In the past, except for being plagued by official business, Qiao Sinian would stay in the cemetery overnight most of the time.

This is the first time like today when you have time but don’t leave behind.

"Butler Tang, I will stay." Meng Chen said, "Mr. Qiao has something to do."

"Okay, okay." Butler Tang didn't ask again.

She knew that Josnian always had a good idea, and no matter what decision he made, he must have his reasons.

Butler Tang didn't dare to ask more questions either.

There was continuous rain outside the house, and the rain was increasing. It was constantly falling, and the air was filled with layers of white mist.

"You guys go down first." Qiao Sinian told Butler Tang and several servants.

"good."

In the room, only Qiao Sinian and Meng Chen were soon left.

Both of them could not eat much. After drinking a lot of wine, their faces were always covered with gloomy darkness.

Qiao Sinian lit a cigarette.

"Master Qiao, do you still hate your family?" Meng Chen asked.

"Hate for many years, but I think that people will last for a lifetime, and we can't hate for a lifetime. At least at my age, we shouldn't pretend to be hated anymore. Otherwise, when we look back on our lifetime, what's there? Is it hatred?"

Meng Chen nodded: "Yes, so I have let it go long ago, not to mention that Xiang Shaoguang is dead, and all the evil he has done has been paid back."

Meng Chen had already let go of it since he was a long time ago.

He also wanted to persuade Qiao Sinian to let go.

But he thought that he probably didn't need to persuade him. A person as rational as Qiao Sinian would not be occupied by emotions for too long.

As Qiao Sinian said, if you look back on your life, if you are occupied by hatred, then what is the meaning of no matter how much wealth and honor you have in this life?

"Mr. Qiao, no matter what decision you make, I will stand on your side. However, after the Chicago company is settled, I may have to go to London." Meng Chen said.

"It's time for you to pass." Qiao Sinian fully understood what Meng Chen meant, "Some people won't wait in place. If they wait too long, they will disappear."

Meng Chen also knew this truth. He had indeed made Xiao Zi wait for too long.

She has not lived happily over the years.

How indifferent should he be when he left London resolutely.

If he can, he will exchange it for the days to come.

It would be fine if she didn't leave.

"Mr. Qiao, I really miss the time I was on the training ground when I was a child. There were not so many branches at that time."
Chapter completed!