Chapter 109 Grave Sweeping

Sister Mai Na said: "He used his own power to fight against the entire family. After arguing for half a year, he actually did it. Last winter, he buried Xia Ling in the Pei family's ancestral grave. Although not many people participated in the burial, The funeral ceremony was grand, with no necessary procedures spared, and the standards were high, with several important members of the clan present."

As she spoke, she lightly brushed the photo on the newspaper with her finger: "This matter was kept confidential and was not announced to the public. If we hadn't sent people to investigate this time, secretly took this photo and made it public, we would still be here today. No fans will know."

Xia Ling was stunned and looked at Sister Maina in confusion, "Why does he want to keep it a secret?"

Sister Maina smiled bitterly: "It is not something to be happy about when someone with a different surname enters the ancestral grave. Even if the Pei family has no choice but to agree due to Pei Ziheng's force, they will not want to publicize it. And Pei Ziheng..."

Her wry smile deepened: "You have seen how imaginative Xia Ling's fans are. As soon as they talk about accompanying someone to bed, they will immediately gossip about Pei Ziheng. But Pei Ziheng may not be willing to let this relationship be exposed, otherwise, in Xia Ling, Ling would not hide it all the time during his lifetime, let alone get engaged for a time. If people found out that he buried Xia Ling in the ancestral grave, there would be many rumors from the outside world. With Pei Ziheng's low-key temperament, he must not want to get involved in this kind of thing. trouble."

Sister Maina was silent for a moment and lowered her voice: "But I always feel that Xia Ling is willing."

Xia Ling was also silent. Yes, she was willing. Who doesn't want their love to bloom in the sun?

It's a pity that this love has been broken before it has ever seen the light of day.

Looking back in time, a few days ago, the Pei family's ancestral grave.

The drizzle fell continuously on a new-looking tombstone. The tombstone was made of fine stone, with the four words "Xia Ling's Tomb" engraved on it in steady and powerful fonts.

Pei Ziheng was wearing a black suit and stood in front of the tombstone.

Chu Chen, who was accompanying him with a solemn face, took a large bouquet of white roses from the accompanying bodyguard and handed it to him respectfully.

Pei Ziheng took it and ordered in a deep voice: "Everyone, get down."

So Chu Chen quietly retreated with all his bodyguards, leaving only Pei Ziheng alone.

He held the bouquet of white roses, bent down, and placed it in front of the tombstone. There are forty-four flowers in total, and the language of the flower is eternal life. The petals tremble gently in the fine rain, and are stained with dew, like drops of tears ready to fall.

"Xiao Ling..." Pei Ziheng stroked the tombstone with one hand and said hoarsely, "I'm here to see you."

The tombstones were silent, and the only sound in the huge cemetery was the sound of wind and rain.

There was deep sorrow in Pei Ziheng's expression: "I'm sorry for not being able to protect you. I regret that I couldn't give you a status during your lifetime. If our feelings had been made public earlier, you wouldn't have been able to protect you." If you will poison Wang Jingwan, the Wang family will not retaliate against you and push you off the stage...

"Xiao Ling, I made the Wang family pay the price. The murderer has been brought to justice, and the entire Wang family has been severely damaged and will not be able to make a comeback within three generations.

"But Xiaoling, what's the point of all this... You are no longer here. I would trade the entire Pei family for you to come back to life. In exchange for you... even if you look at me with a smile again."

His voice was choked and he fell silent.

Putting his hand on the stone tablet, the bone-chilling chill spread from the skin to the bone marrow and to the bottom of the heart.

For a long time, he faced the tombstone and whispered softly: "You must think I'm ridiculous." He tried his best to chase and retain me, but he got this ending. He still clearly remembers the anger, pain and fear in her eyes when he locked her up.

He originally thought that as long as he was cruel and tamed her into Stockholm Syndrome according to the opinions of those "pets" and teachers, then no matter what he did to her, she would happily stay by his side.

But he was wrong, very wrong.

She suffered for a whole year and finally left him in such a tragic way.

"I once thought that if I can't get you, I will..." His voice became darker, "I will destroy you."

"But," he laughed at himself, "it wasn't until you really left that I realized...Xiao Ling, you are a part of my life, a part of my life..."

The corners of his eyes were slightly moist, and he gently pressed his head against the tombstone: "At your memorial service, fans all over the world were waiting for me to speak, but I only said one sentence and couldn't say any more... No. I don’t want to say it, but I’m afraid that if I say even one word again, I won’t be able to control myself. I’m afraid that I’ll lose my temper and cry in public, I’m afraid that I’ll collapse...

"Xiao Ling, actually I am not as powerful as you think.

"I've always been afraid... of losing you..."

The rain became heavier, falling drop by drop on the man beside the tombstone, soaking his finely crafted black suit.

In the distance, in the small pavilion of the tombkeeper, several bodyguards watched all this from a distance. "Mr. Chu," one of the bodyguards asked worriedly, "will the boss be okay? It's raining so heavily..."

Chu Chen looked at him with a complicated expression for a moment, "Don't go there, we'll wait here." If there is anyone in this world who can touch Pei Ziheng's emotions, that person is only Xia Ling, even though she is dead.

Looking at the mournful Pei Ziheng, Chu Chen once again confirmed one thing in his heart: Xia Ling is the boss's taboo.

"You're new here, right." Regardless of the rain falling outside the window, Chu Chen lit a cigarette and turned to the bodyguard.

The bodyguard was stunned: "Yes."

"Then, I'll teach you to be a good boy." Chu Chen said meaningfully, "From now on, when it comes to the person in the tomb, whatever the boss tells you will be followed. Listen more and speak less, otherwise you will die quickly..."

After saying that, regardless of the bodyguard's stern expression, he took a slow drag on his cigarette and turned his head to look at the scenery.

In the rain, Pei Ziheng was still half-kneeling in front of the tombstone.

"Xiao Ling, I have something to tell you." His voice was low and hoarse, but every word was accurate. "Do you remember Qing Ge? It was the horse you liked very much a few years ago. You After his death, I always followed your last wish and kept it untouched at the Nanshan Club, but that beast actually let someone other than you ride it.

"I'm very angry. How could it betray you? Even if you are no longer here, it can't.

“I broke its legs.

"Actually, I originally wanted to kill it. The beast that betrayed you doesn't deserve to live. But you are no longer here. It is a relic left behind by you... The things you left behind will be reduced if you kill them all...

"So, I tolerate it living, don't worry, although it can't run away, I will keep it until it dies of old age.

"Why is there always someone who betrays you blindly? There is another one..."