When Nangong Yi arrived, Shan Jinxi remained in the same position, leaning against Su Xiaoxiao's tombstone.

After failing to find his car keys on the steps where Su Xiaoxiao was sitting, he still walked over with a cold face.

"Brother Shan, aren't you leaving yet?"

What are you doing here?

When Shan Jinxi saw Nangong Yi approaching, his expression instantly turned cold and stern.

When Nangong Yi approached, he discovered that there was a photo of Su Xiaoxiao and Shan Jinxi in front of her grave. One of them was lying on the grass looking at the sky, while the other was sitting next to her, looking at the sky in front of them.

Suddenly, the jealousy that had been simmering in Nangong Yi's heart burst forth, and his hands, hanging at his sides, clenched into fists.

"My daughter Xiaoxiao lost her car keys."

"Keep an eye on your Su Xiaoxiao, this isn't what you're looking for."

When Shan Jinxi didn't see the car keys fall to the ground beside him, his brows furrowed slightly involuntarily.

This woman is really stupid. Instead of looking for the key herself, she just sat there waiting.

Shan Jinxi finally stood up at this moment, and when he met Nangong Yi's gaze, the coldness on his face faded a bit.

“My Xiaoxiao only loves white roses, and she has already received your wife’s kindness. As for Luo Yutong, that’s a problem between you and your husband. If she bothers my Xiaoxiao again, I won’t be polite to her.”

There won't be a second time.

Nangong Yi glanced down at the photo of the two of them, a cold look flashing across his face. "My Xiaoxiao, no need for Brother Shan to worry about her."

“Nangong Yi, now that you’ve married Su Xiaoxiao, there’s no need to hide it anymore, lest some disgusting woman take advantage of the situation.”

Dan Jinxi rarely spoke up, but he knew very well that a large part of the reason why Su Xiaoxiao misunderstood Nangong Yi was due to Luo Yutong.

She was also constantly annoyed that she had this preconceived notion.

"Brother Shan, the dead cannot be brought back to life. Your most urgent task is to bring the murderer who killed Su Xiaoxiao to justice." After saying this, Nangong Yi left.

When he saw Su Xiaoxiao waiting anxiously by the car door, a look of tenderness immediately appeared on his face.

"Xiaoxiao, let's go home. I'll send someone to drive the car tomorrow; there's a spare car key at home."

"good."

Su Xiaoxiao nodded, and when Nangong Yi picked her up again, she buried her face in his chest once more.

On the way back, the atmosphere in the car became very quiet, but Nangong Yi held Su Xiaoxiao's hand tightly the whole time.

"Nangong Yi, I didn't mean to forget about having dinner with you. I didn't know he would..."

"Fool, of course I believe you."

Before Su Xiaoxiao could finish speaking, Nangong Yi suddenly interrupted her.

He took her small hand and kissed the back of it hard.

"Next time, I'll come with you."

"Um."

Su Xiaoxiao nodded, and at that moment she gently rested her head on Nangong Yi's arm, a look of unconcealed sadness appearing on her face.

“Nangong Yi, I owe Brother Jin something that I may never be able to repay in this lifetime. When I heard from the staff that he stays until the early hours of the morning every night, I really wanted to tell him the truth. But when the words came to my lips, I couldn’t say a single one.”

"It's right not to say it."

A glimmer of hope flashed in Nangong Yi's eyes. He would rather Su Xiaoxiao continue to be selfish than have Shan Jinxi discover her secret.

He secretly vowed that he, Nangong Yi, would never make such a low-level mistake again, and would never give them another chance to be alone together.