After staying in the room for quite a while, Tang Yanqi finally ca out. Her face still showed no expression, as she looked calmly at Sheng Jianan: "I’m going sowhere."
"I’ll go with you..."
"I want to go alone."
Without giving Sheng Jianan a chance to speak, Tang Yanqi already spoke up. Sheng Jianan frowned, was she excluding him?
Suppressing the displeasure in his heart, Sheng Jianan pressed his lips together and eventually nodded.
Just as Tang Yanqi was about to head out, he called her back: "Call if anything happens."
Tang Yanqi nodded, took the car keys, and went out.
The early morning road was extrely congested. Tang Yanqi drove for more than two hours before reaching the suburban cetery. Since it wasn’t the tomb-sweeping ti, she bought a bouquet of yellow chrysanthemums at a high price at the foot of the mountain and slowly walked up with them.
When she reached her mother’s tombstone, Tang Yanqi reached out to brush off the fallen leaves and dust, placed the yellow chrysanthemums down, leaned her head against the tombstone, and sat quietly.
"Mom, I’m sorry, it’s been three years since I last visited you. How are you over there?"
There weren’t many people at the cetery. Tang Yanqi’s voice was very soft, and in such a place, it sohow felt a bit eerie.
"Mom, Shen Wanqing is dead, and now, he is dead too. Over there, will you et? Mom, am I being too heartless? He died, and I’m not sad at all, I just think if you et over there, please don’t forgive him, don’t."
Tang Yanqi muttered for a long ti. When she stood up, she felt her legs were numb. She stood in place for a while before barely recovering a bit. She quietly looked at the tombstone for a few more seconds before leaving.
The cetery still didn’t have many people. She slowly walked down alone. As she passed the managent office, a thought struck her, and she stepped in: "Hello, I would like to ask if there are any spots available in the cetery here now?"
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On the other side, Sheng Jianan waited for Aunt to arrive and then stayed with Su Weiyi for a while before heading to Shengshi.
Rembering how Tang Yanqi was clearly burdened with concerns in the morning but unwilling to share more with him, even wanting so ti alone, Sheng Jianan felt inexplicably restless.
Assistant Qiao was reporting work to him but noticed her boss was distracted.
"President? President?"
Assistant Qiao called twice before Sheng Jianan seed to co back to his senses: "What’s the matter?"
Assistant Qiao expressed "sweat," was everything she just said wasted?
Oh well, who’s to bla when the person is the big boss!
Assistant Qiao silently swallowed and repeated what she had just said. This ti, Sheng Jianan listened and nodded at the end: "Okay, I understand. I will handle it."
Assistant Qiao finished her task, turned around ready to leave, when Sheng Jianan suddenly called her: "Assistant Qiao."
"Yes, President."
Sheng Jianan’s gaze slowly shifted from the docunts on the table to her, opened his mouth as if to say sothing, but then closed it: "Never mind, it’s nothing. You can go out."
"Yes."
Although she felt her boss was acting strange, Assistant Qiao didn’t say anything more.
A little after two in the afternoon, Sheng Jianan had just finished handling his official work and was about to relax when the direct line rang: "President, Miss Jiayu is here."
Sheng Jiayu?
"Let her in."
Sheng Jiayu had shares in Shengshi Group, but she never interfered in Shengshi’s affairs and rarely ca. Sotis, she didn’t even attend shareholder etings. Her coming here proactively could be considered the first ti.
Sheng Jiayu was dressed in a white casual suit, her hair tied up, and wearing a pair of gold-frad glasses on her face, making her look even more competent.
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