Ye Yuwei turned around, kissed Gu Juexi, and then leaned into Gu Juexi's arms contentedly, watching the sunrise that spread its light across the entire sea.
There is a word called "Peaceful years", Ye Yuwei thought, it might be now.
City B, suburban cemetery.
Zhao Fangyu was buried next to the old man of the Ding family. It was originally the cemetery of Mrs. Ding, but it was occupied by Ding Junqi.
He thought that grandpa probably preferred Zhao Fangyu to be by his side.
Not many people came to Zhao Fangyu's funeral.
Letian followed Ding Junqi with his son.
Assistant Wen placed the chrysanthemum in his hand in front of Zhao Fangyu's tombstone, "Seventy percent of the income from Zhao Fangyu's foreign trade company was transferred to Ding's account, and the remaining 30% was for personal use. Currently, it is still I don’t know what I did.”
Ding Junqi did not speak, but still looked at the elegant smiling man on the tombstone.
He knew that the 30% was given to Mu Qi, the woman who had been with him for two years.
Assistant Wen reached out and patted Ding Junqi on the shoulder, then turned and walked down the mountain. He still had too much work to do.
Ding Junhui looked at his elder brother and raised his lips, but he didn't know how to comfort him.
Letian shrugged, this was too difficult and no one could comfort him.
So Letian took Ding Yueyan and Ding Junhui down the mountain together, leaving Ding Junqi alone on the mountain.
After coming down the mountain, Ding Junhui looked at the time and said, "Brother, I guess you have to wait a while to come down. Can I take you back first?"
Letian shook his head and handed Ding Yue Kao to Ding Junhui, "You take Yue Kao back first, I'll wait for your elder brother."
Ding Junhui nodded, carried Ding Yuejia into the car, and then drove away.
After Ding Junhui's car left, Lotte looked back at the woman who was leaning against a tree not far away and playing with the lighter in her hand. She walked over.
The wind in the mountains is much cooler than down below, and it feels very comfortable on the face.
Mu Qi had been leaning against the tree trunk, holding a cigarette in her mouth, not lighting it in her hand, and looking at her, it seemed as if she had no intention of smoking.
Lotte walked over and stopped beside her, "Why don't you go up and have a look?"
"What's there to see?" Mu Qi said calmly.
"Then why come?" Letian sneered.
"Let's see how long Ding Junqi can pretend to be benevolent." Mu Qi said, spitting out the cigarette butt in his mouth, then putting the lighter away, "Let's go."
Letian looked at Mu Qi's back as he turned away, and suddenly shouted, "Mu Qi, where are you going?"
Mu Qi paused for a moment, then looked back at Letian who was not far away: "What, are you afraid that I will stay in City B to snatch Ding Junqi?"
Lotte: “…”
"Go where you should go, don't worry, I don't like men like Ding Junqi." Mu Qi said, turned around and left here again.
Letian stood under the tree and looked at Mu Qi's back, without regaining consciousness for a long time.
She felt that Mu Qi had no feelings for Zhao Fangyu.
It's a pity that Zhao Fangyu didn't leave a single word to Mu Qi until his death.
It was not until noon that Ding Junqi came down from the mountain.
Letian hurried over and reached out to hold his wrist, but Ding Junqi held Letian into his arms. Zhao Fangyu's incident taught him one thing, that is to cherish the present and the people he cares about.
"Letian, let's have a wedding." Ding Junqi said in a low voice.
Have a wedding and tell everyone that this is her wife.