Ye Yuwei turned around, took a kiss from Gu Juexi, and then leaned in Gu Juexi's arms with satisfaction, watching the sunrise that shone light throughout the sea.

There is a word called "Seasons are peaceful and peaceful, and Ye Yuwei thinks, it's probably now.

City b, suburban cemetery.

Zhao Fangyu was buried beside the old man of the Ding family. The cemetery of Mrs. Ding was originally occupied by Ding Junqi.

He thought that grandpa probably hoped that Zhao Fangyu would be with him.

Not many people came to Zhao Fangyu's funeral.

Letian followed Ding Junqi with his son.

Assistant Wen put the chrysanthemum in front of Zhao Fangyu's tombstone, "After Zhao Fangyu's foreign trade company took it off, it was transferred to Ding's account, and 30% of it was for private purposes. I don't know what he did yet."

Ding Junqi didn't speak, but still looked at the elegant man smiling on the tombstone.

He knew that 30% of the time he called Muqi, the woman who had been with him for two years.

Assistant Wen reached out and patted Ding Junqi on the shoulder, then turned around and went down the mountain. He still had too much work to do.

Ding Junhui looked at the elder brother and raised the corner of his mouth, but he didn't know how to comfort the elder brother.

Lotte shrugged, this was too difficult, and no one could comfort him.

So Letian took Ding Yuejia and Ding Junhui down the mountain together, leaving Ding Junqi alone on the mountain.

After going down the mountain, Ding Junhui looked at the time, "Brother probably has to wait a while to come down. I'll take you back first?"

Letian shook his head and handed Ding Yueka to Ding Junhui, "You can take Yueka back first, I'll wait for your elder brother."

Ding Junhui nodded, carried Ding Yuejia into the car, and drove away.

After Ding Junhui's car left, Lotte looked back at the woman leaning against the tree not far away and fiddling with the lighter in her hand. She walked over.

The wind in the mountains is more cool than the one below the mountain, and it feels very comfortable to blow on your face.

Muqi kept leaning against the tree trunk, holding a cigarette in his mouth, not lit it in his hand, and looking at her appearance, she didn't seem to be planning to smoke.

Lotte went over and stopped beside her, "Why not go up and take a look?"

"What's good about it?" Mu Qi spoke lightly.

"Then why do you want to come?" Rotian sneered.

"Look at how long can Ding Junqi behave like a false righteousness?" Muqi said, spitting out the cigarette butt in his mouth, then put away the lighter, "Let's go."

Letian looked at Muqi's back as he turned around and left, and suddenly shouted, "Muqi, where will you go?"

Mu Qi paused for a moment and looked back at Le Tian not far away: "What, are you afraid that I will stay in City B to grab Ding Junqi?"

Lotte: “…”

"Don't worry, I don't like a man like Ding Junqi." Muqi said, turning around and leaving the place again.

Lotte stood under the tree and looked at Muqi's back, but he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

She felt that Muqi had no feelings for Zhao Fangyu who had disappeared.

It’s a pity that Zhao Fangyu didn’t leave a word for Muqi until his death.

It was almost noon before Ding Junqi came down from the mountain.

Letian hurriedly walked over and reached out to hold his wrist. Ding Junqi held Letian into his arms. One thing Zhao Fangyu had taught him is to cherish the present and cherish the people he cared about.

"Lotte, let's have a wedding." Ding Junqi said in a low voice.
Chapter completed!