Sick President's Little White Flower

"Since you said you should shoulder the responsibility of your wife, I should also shoulder the responsibility of my husband." Du Yuchen opened his lips every time. Although his voice was hoarse and hard to hear, ye Fanxing could hear the seriousness in his tone.

My mind was still full of information about my mother's death. Her eyes were sour and tears rolled uncontrollably again: "my mother died, but I, a daughter, couldn't accompany her to see her for the last time. I don't even know where she was buried..."

Du Yuchen didn't speak, but raised her hand. Gu Jin immediately respectfully handed a card behind her.

Ye Fanxing stopped his tears and took the card. The words "western suburb cemetery" were printed into his eyes.

Does that mean her mother was buried in the western suburb cemetery?

It seems that Du Yuchen sent Gu Jin to find out during her coma.

This man is not as terrible as he imagined.

Ye Fanxing was moved to sniff, and then immediately opened the quilt and got out of bed.

Gu Jin handed over a car key at the right time. Ye Fanxing gave a meal, and then bowed deeply to Du Yuchen sitting in the chair. Then she hurried downstairs and drove to the cemetery in the west of the city.

In the villa side bedroom, Gu Jin respectfully stood on Du Yuchen's side and joked: "it's the first time that the young master has moved a hidden heart to a woman."

Du Yuchen slowly got up and opened his mouth. His voice was low and beautiful. He was still covered with burning scars. He couldn't stop his precious breath with God: "I just felt that her experience was a little like me."

When his mother died that year, he was not with her. He didn't even see her last face.

"Don't worry, young master. Can you drive to the western suburb cemetery alone? Grandma is very excited now... "

Du Yuchen raised his feet to the French window and looked at the scene of the car leaving the door downstairs. His eyes were dark: "call 14 to pick me up. I haven't gone to the western suburb cemetery to see my mother for a long time."

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Western suburb cemetery.

The weather in summer is like a doll's temper. It is sunny in the morning and gloomy in the afternoon, which makes people feel gloomy.

After ye Fanxing parked the car, he stumbled out of the car!

"Ah!" Accidentally, ye Fanxing stumbled over a stone, his center of gravity was unstable, and fell out straight!

The expected pain did not come. His arm was strongly grabbed by others. When he pulled back, ye Fanxing stabilized his center of gravity.

"Thank you..." ye Fanxing turned to thank her, but after seeing the man's face that pulled her, his breath suddenly stagnated!

The man in front of him is tall and slender, with a perfect inverted triangular figure. He wears a smoke gray hand-made suit, with a cold face like a knife. A pair of deep eyes are like a deep and quiet cold pool, and the whole person exudes inherent dignity.

Such a man, even those star models on TV will be eclipsed in front of him!

But inexplicably, ye Fanxing always felt that this man made her feel familiar.

Just such an excellent man, if she has seen him, she will not have no impression!

"You're welcome." The man looked down at her, and the gorgeous eagle eyes captured people's heart and soul.

Thanks again. Ye Fanxing was anxious to find his mother's tombstone. Without time to think about it, he turned and raised his feet into the cemetery.

According to the address of the card, look for the mother's tombstone.

After crossing the long Cemetery Road, ye Fanxing saw two women standing in front of a tombstone not far away.

Approaching, ye Fanxing's pupil shrinks. It's Ye Yuwei and Shen Liran!

"Oh, Su Chanjuan! Unexpectedly, you think you can turn into Ye's CEO one day by holding Ye's shares in your hand and give ye's surname Su again, but you have a stupid daughter! "