Chapter 222: Being Followed

Human life does not care whether it must be strong and vigorous, but whether it is worth living every day.

Life is not a perfect life if there is no firm belief, no goal to strive for, and no deep friendship between friends. Men's feelings, women sometimes can't understand.

In the car, Ye Qian drove Zhou Ruolan and Zhao Ya's mother and daughter towards Chen Fusheng's cemetery. Nangong Zijun and Ximen Xiaoya did not follow, but went to contact the personnel of the National Security Bureau to find out the latest situation. Wu Huanfeng didn't come either. He wanted to start investigating Zhu Shan and Su Jianjun's properties. Only when he knew himself and the enemy could Ye Qian make the most suitable plan to beat them to nowhere.

Ye Qian didn't know what Zhao Ya and Zhou Ruolan talked about last night, and the mother and daughter returned to the usual intimacy early in the morning. Of course, this is also Ye Qianle's opinion. After all, from a certain emotional point of view, Zhou Ruolan did nothing wrong. She is a poor woman who deserves to be cared for. It is precisely because of this that Zhao Tianhao He will never leave Zhou Ruolan, even though they are only in the name of husband and wife in name, they have no complaints or regrets.

Zhou Ruolan's spirit was still so sluggish. Ever since she heard the news of Chen Fusheng's death, Zhou Ruolan seemed to have aged a lot suddenly. Perhaps, no one understands that although Zhou Ruolan and Chen Fusheng are separated by two places, they are both spiritual pillars of each other. Chen Fusheng is dead, Zhou Ruolan has no spiritual pillar, and it is reasonable to look depressed.

Zhao Ya's expression was also very heavy, and she didn't say a word along the way, unlike her usual style. Perhaps, regarding the matter of Chen Fusheng, she was a little hard to let go. There is no doubt that blood is thicker than water. Even if you have never met your father, it is very sad to find out that your father is dead after knowing the truth.

Ye Qian didn't bother them, and drove quietly. Outside the window, the sun was covered by a layer of dark clouds, and the sky looked a bit gray.

After arriving at the cemetery, Ye Qian got out of the car and opened the car door for Zhou Ruolan, Zhao Ya came over to support Zhou Ruolan, and the three of them walked up the mountain.

Chen Fusheng's mausoleum was buried on it. Although it was just a tomb of clothes, it also entrusted the memory and gratitude of the people of Nj City to Chen Fusheng. This man who killed countless people but saved countless lives, was a butcher in some people's eyes, and a Bodhisattva in others' eyes. He was buried in the loess together with his honor, fame, fortune, and glory during his lifetime.

The Clothes Tomb is built on the top of the mountain, and there are no other mausoleums around it, so it looks a bit lonely. The ground is completely covered with marble. On the tombstone, the words "Tomb of Mr. Chen Fusheng" are engraved, and beside it are the dates of birth and death of Chen Fusheng. The front of the tomb was very clean, as if someone cleaned it frequently, and there was a bunch of flowers and fruits in front of it, presumably someone had just worshiped it.

Ye Qian didn't find it strange, Chen Fusheng had many kind people in his life, and it is common sense for someone to worship him.

Zhou Ruolan stepped forward and gently stroked the tombstone. The sadness in her eyes made people feel distressed when they saw it. "Fusheng, I'm here, and our daughter is also here." Zhou Ruolan murmured.

"Dad!" Zhao Ya yelled, knelt down in front of the tomb, and said, "I'm sorry, Dad, my daughter didn't even see you for the last time, my daughter is not filial."

Ye Qian also knelt down, kowtowed three times, and then stood up. In Ye Qian's life, there are very few people who kneel down. The first one is his father, who knelt down to repent when he was heartbroken and scolded him when he made a mistake; the second one is Tian Feng, who changed his life and taught himself The capable person is the one who gave Ye Qian another life; the third one is Chen Fusheng, although he doesn't have much affection to speak of, but in Ye Qian's heart, Chen Fusheng is an elder worthy of his respect.

Zhou Ruolan caressed the tombstone, muttering to herself like an old man about the past with Chen Fusheng, those sweet and happy or painful and entangled pasts; telling about her life in these years, telling about her missing. "Fusheng, if there is an afterlife, what do you think we will be like? I will never let go, even if the head is broken. We have missed too much in this life, missed each other, and left regrets. You are gone , My heart is also dead."

"Mom, don't be sad anymore. If Dad is still alive, he definitely doesn't want you to be like this." Zhao Ya stepped forward to support Zhou Ruolan and comforted her.

"That's right, auntie, the boss said that you are the most sorry person in her life. I think she also wants to see you happy." Ye Qian echoed.

Zhou Ruolan gave a bitter smile, took Zhao Ya's hand and said, "Mom is fine, it's just that I haven't seen your dad for so many years, I never thought that the last meeting would be like this. Ya'er, you have to take good care of yourself in the future, you know?" ? Don’t learn from us. Happiness depends on your own grasp. Once you miss it, it will be a lifetime thing. If you are sure, you have to do it.”

Zhao Ya nodded heavily, and looked at Ye Qian involuntarily. Ye Qian was taken aback for a moment, he didn't dare to meet Zhao Ya's eyes, and turned his head hastily. Ye Qian glanced at Zhou Ruolan in a daze, and felt that what she said seemed to be explaining the funeral. Could it be that she wanted to die for love?

"Ya'er, you and Ye Qian go first, I'll stay a little longer." Zhou Ruolan said.

"Mom, I'll stay with you, I can rest assured that you are here alone." Zhao Ya said.

Zhou Ruolan smiled, but the smile was so bitter. "It's okay, I just want to talk to your dad, you go first, I will take a taxi back later." Zhou Ruolan said.

Zhao Ya was a little tangled, but finally nodded and agreed.

"Ye Qian, thank you!" Zhou Ruolan glanced at Ye Qian, and said sincerely, "Help me take good care of Ya'er, this girl is a bit stubborn, but she still has a good heart."

Ye Qian was taken aback, Zhou Ruolan was clearly explaining the funeral. Can't help looking at Zhou Ruolan's eyes, but can't see the slightest intention of committing suicide. After a pause, Ye Qian nodded and said, "Auntie, don't worry, I will take good care of Ya'er."

Leaving the cemetery and coming down the mountain, Ye Qian glanced at Zhao Ya and said, "Zhao Ya, Auntie is not in a good mood, you should spend more time with her these days."

Zhao Ya still looked a little hurt, didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

"Where do you want to go?" After getting in the car, Ye Qian looked at Zhao Ya who was sitting beside him in the passenger seat, and asked.

"I don't know!" Zhao Ya replied in a low voice.

Ye Qian felt an indescribable depression in his heart, he still liked Zhao Ya in the past, he was crazy and carefree, as if he had no troubles, he hopped around like a happy bird all day long. The current Zhao Ya, let people see, some, feel distressed.

"Then I'll take you to a place." Ye Qian said. Zhao Ya nodded, she didn't have any opinion, she was a little bit at a loss now, as if she had lost her goal, feeling aggrieved and uncomfortable.

Ye Qian sighed secretly, started the car and drove out. The cemetery is in the suburbs, Ye Qian watched the journey very steadily and slowly, outside the window, the cool summer wind was blowing, making people feel the coolness of autumn.

When he was in Langya, Ye Qian didn't have many hobbies, racing cars was one of them. He thinks that racing can make people concentrate, so that all troubles can be completely eliminated. However, Zhao Ya was in the car, Ye Qian didn't dare to drive too fast.

Soon, Ye Qian frowned slightly, through the mirror, it was obvious that someone was following him. Ye Qian was a little confused. It stands to reason that after what happened yesterday, Zhu Shan and Su Jianjun should not dare to take any big actions so soon. Even if Zhu Shan knew about his son being slapped by him, he would probably put it aside temporarily. Openly provoking the National Security Bureau and Huangfu Qingtian, they probably don't have the guts to do so.

Ye Qian held the steering wheel firmly with both hands, stepped on the gas pedal, lightly stepped on it, his brows were knit together, and his eyes glanced at the car behind him through the mirror from time to time. Because he has already entered the urban area, there are many vehicles on the city road, and it is difficult to overtake. Ye Qian saw the timing, stepped on the accelerator slightly, and the car accelerated appropriately. Accelerate to open the distance and want to get rid of the car behind you. This series of actions are all completed in the time of electric sparks. Without solid driving skills, it is impossible to complete this series of inconspicuous actions so lightly.

Glancing in the mirror, Ye Qian's brows were tightly knit together, and the familiar car was following through the traffic.

After taking the opportunity to glance at the other party's license plate, Ye Qian's brows furrowed even deeper. Nand's license plate belongs to the Equipment Department of the NJ Military Region. The young and old in these military regions dare not drive the cars of the headquarters that start with the letter A, because they think it is too high-profile, and they usually start with the letters C and D, pretending to be pigs and eating tigers. But these are relatively well-behaved. They are all idlers in the army. If they have nothing to do, they come out to have fun. If they are targeted by him, it will not be a big deal, at most they will be abused.

The size of these military regions is not comparable to those of the rich second generation. The money is not the biggest, nor is the power. The gun is the hardest. Moreover, the army is notoriously short-sighted. Thinking about it, Ye Qian didn't have any animosity with them, maybe it's just this group of idlers who hurt him, seeing his posture skills are good, he wants to race with him. Now is a critical moment, the matter of Zhu Shan and Su Jianjun has not been resolved, and the mess of the National Security Bureau, Ye Qian does not want to cause trouble, after thinking about it, Ye Qian changed the lane and wanted them to pass first. However, the jeep behind also slowed down and changed lanes.

Ye Qian froze for a moment, it seems that this group of people came for him. Frowning, Ye Qian wanted to drive the car to a place with few people and stopped. However, just after passing the viaduct, when the traffic flow gradually thinned out, the jeep behind suddenly accelerated and got close to Ye Qian's car.

Ye Qian glanced at it, and there were two young men in military uniform sitting inside, about in their early twenties. The jeep accelerated and cut a long, not deep and not shallow scratch on Ye Qian's car, then accelerated the steering, swung its tail, and landed in the middle of the road.