The Rich Family President’s Trying to Keep Up With his Second Marriage

Yan Ziteng ignored the others who were dining, and shouted: "Big brother, the old man doesn't like her, the old man will not agree."

"That's his business." Yan Yaoshun said coldly. He never considered the old man's ideas. The old man wants to control him. If you don't have this ability, don't think about it. Who is he? Who has the ability to control him.

Yan Zi was so angry that he kicked his feet on the spot. He was jealous, envy and hatred towards Yan Yaoshun. He was not afraid of the old man. He never listened to what the old man said, but the old man could not help him at all.

Unlike them, the old man told them to go east, they dare not go west.

"My dear, what's the matter?" Seeing that something was wrong, the woman just came over and asked worriedly.

"Get off." Yan Ziteng pushed the woman away and strode out of the restaurant.

Women don't know why, but they are not angry. Whoever pays, she goes with them. People like them have already fallen their dignity into the dust. If you want dignity, don't do their business.

Yan Yaoshun drove the car while Ni Lehui sat in the co-pilot. Both were silent along the way. Ni Lehui looked at the scenery outside the window.

An hour later, Ni Lehui asked, "Where are we going?"

"Graveyard." Yan Yaoshun didn't conceal her, and there was nothing to conceal. She didn't ask, he didn't say, and if she asked, he would definitely say.

At the cemetery, Ni Lehui felt weird when he heard these two words, a little heavy, and a little sad. He took her to the cemetery, who to see? Ni Lehui was very curious. In fact, she knew in her heart that besides seeing his ex-wife, who else would there be?

Ni Lehui looked out of the car window, and the scenery in front of her rushed away. Yan Yaoshun's speed was fast, and the faster he was, the more he could express his mood at the moment. Ni Lehui didn't speak any more. He wanted to take her to see someone, so she followed him. Go and see, as long as he is happy.

There was a drizzle in the sky, adding a hint of coldness to the air. Ni Lehui looked at the scenery outside the window. She knew this road. Grandparents, grandparents, and grandparents were buried in the cemetery. Every year Qingming parents would return to China and come to the cemetery to worship. The sense of silence is even more intense when it is close to the cemetery.

Outside the cemetery, Yan Yaoshun stepped on the brakes. There was a sudden sudden stop. Ni Lehui leaped forward and was pulled back by the seat belt. If it was normal, she would definitely curse. Yan Yaoshun was in a bad mood, she would not Add blockage to him again.

Yan Yaoshun got out of the car first, and the drizzle fell on him and raised his eyebrows. He had a headache and whispered. "Damn weather."

"How can it rain if it rains this day?" Ni Lehui got out of the car and drew her hair. It was fine when she came out in the morning, and it didn't rain at lunch, so they didn't bring an umbrella.

Coming to the cemetery, when it rains, it will make people's mood more and more heavy, as if they are playing a tragic sorrowful song. Looking around, the drizzle and mist make the whole cemetery dark.

"Why don't you get back in the car." Yan Yaoshun said to Ni Lehui. He didn't put an umbrella in his car. She was a woman with weak bones and was not good in the rain. He was a man with a strong body.

"I won't catch a cold in the rain, but I'm worried about you, will it catch a cold in the rain," Ni Lehui said. He took her to the cemetery all the way, and when it rained, she hid in the car. This is nothing.

She didn't want to destroy his original intention to bring her to the cemetery because of herself.

At this moment, a black car was parked next to their car, and a family of three got out of the car. The girl was holding her father’s coat on her head. The girl stood beside them and complained: "I haven’t been to the cemetery before. When it rains, why is it raining today? Doesn't the weather forecast say that there is no rain today?"