At that time, she foolishly thought that her father was nostalgic and felt guilty towards her mother, so he was so dedicated in handling her mother's funeral affairs.

Unexpectedly, Su Huai's conspiracy had already started from that time.

She was born with auspicious luck, which was actually inherited from her mother. However, there was a clear difference between her luck and her mother's luck. Her luck also included the luck of koi.

Thinking of the past, Su Yang couldn't help but sneer. How blind must she have been to think that Su Huai was actually a kind father.

As the sky grew darker, the rain became heavier, and as soon as the two men stepped forward, their trouser legs became wet.

Su Yang brought Rong Zhan to the tombstone in the middle of the right garden. Printed on the grey tombstone was a black-and-white photo of a very beautiful young woman. Her eyebrows looked very similar to Su Yang, as if they were copied and pasted.

"I was wondering before, with Su Huai's genes, how could he give birth to someone like you? After seeing the photo of my mother-in-law, I realized that you are so beautiful, all thanks to my mother-in-law."

Rong Zhan walked over and placed the white daisy in his hand in front of the tombstone.

Su Yang glanced at him: "Are you praising me or my mother?"

"What do you think?"

Rong Zhan looked at her with amusement, then shifted his gaze to the picture on the tombstone of a woman with beautiful hair tied up and a dignified and gentle appearance.

"Hello, mother-in-law. I am Rong Zhan, Wen Yang's husband. Thank you very much for giving birth to such a beautiful and outstanding daughter. It is a blessing for our Rong family and for me to marry her. I promise you here that I will never let her down in this life. I will treat her well, love her, cherish her, and protect her throughout her life."

His every word echoed in the cemetery. His tone was neither humble nor arrogant, and every sentence was powerful. His deep and mellow voice accompanied by the sound of raindrops in the mountains was melodious and gentle, and it was as refreshing as hot spring sake.

As Su Yang listened, ripples gradually appeared in his calm heart, and the waves kept floating, flowing with a hint of warmth.

"My mother is listening. You have to do what you say, otherwise... she won't let you go." Glancing at the photo on the tombstone, Su Yang's eyes were inexplicably moist, and his voice was light but a little choked.

"Tsk, I, Rong Zhan, always keep my word. I always do what I say and never break my promise."

Rong Zhan snorted indifferently, reached out his hand into the rain, took her hand, and squeezed it tightly in his palm. He paused for a moment, and his deep eyes were full of seriousness and affection: "Besides, I will not allow myself to break my promise to you. I swear on my character and life that if I break this promise one day, I, Rong Zhan, will die..."

"Hey, it's raining, don't talk nonsense." Upon hearing this, Su Yang immediately pulled back his hand to cover his mouth, and the raindrops on his hand dripped onto his suit jacket.

Rong Zhan laughed, raised his hand and held her hand again: "I'm not talking nonsense, I'm upright and honest, I'm not afraid of these empty words."

Su Yang glanced at him, pulled back her hand, slowly squatted down, touched the gray photo on the tombstone, and smiled lightly: "Mom, many unexpected things happened this year. I got married. As you wished, I married a man who will protect me all my life. He treats me very well, and his family treats me very well, too."

The two stayed in the cemetery for about a quarter of an hour. The sky gradually darkened, but the rain did not stop falling, but became heavier.

"Mom, Su Huai is dead. Although he got himself into trouble and deserved such an end, it can be regarded as revenge for you. I hope that your spirit in heaven can be comforted. I am in a special situation now and I am busy with work, but I will be fine. Don't worry about me too much. I bought your favorite lotus cakes and Ruyi cakes today. They still taste the same as before, but the weather is not very good today. If we leave them here, they will be soaked by the rain and there will be nothing left. Next time, when the weather is good, Rong Zhan and I will buy these cakes and come back to visit you."

Su Yang slowly stood up and looked at Rong Zhan beside him: "Let's go, the rain is getting heavy, let's go down the mountain first, otherwise the road will be difficult to walk on."

When he reached the gate of the cemetery, a strong evil spirit was suddenly blown over by the wind. Su Yang stopped abruptly, raised his eyes and turned to look at the cemetery behind, but could not see any evil shadow.

The evil aura that shrouded his nostrils did not disappear, but the smell became weaker and weaker.

Su Yang frowned and lowered his eyes. A bead on the Bodhi necklace on his wrist glowed red. There was an evil spirit, yes, but there was no trace of it.

"What's wrong?"

Rong Zhan saw her stop and returned to her side. His eagle-like eyes caught the red-glowing milky white beads on her wrist. His face darkened and he carefully felt his surroundings, as if some force was oppressing his destiny.

"Is there something?"

Su Yang was slightly stunned, a little surprised: "You felt it too?"

“It’s not very strong, but it vaguely feels different from when we first entered the cemetery.”

Su Yang glanced at the increasingly obvious purple luck on his body. Purple luck generally has a certain degree of psychic effect, but his is relatively weak, so the effect is naturally weak. In addition, there are marks of being absorbed by Hei Su on his body, and it is connected with his own luck.

The more his luck recovers, the better his perception will be. Now he can have a vague perception, which also shows that his luck has recovered well.

"It seems... the two of us are being targeted by some unclean creature." Su Yang pursed his lips and looked around the surrounding mountains, but still could not detect any evil spirit.

Rong Zhan's face darkened, and his grip on the umbrella handle tightened slightly: "Can you see them?"

Su Yang shook his head: "We can't find any traces yet, we can only smell the scent, which means it's not far from us. Let's go down the mountain first. I'm afraid we can't stay in a hotel. We're afraid that this unclean thing will come and scare or hurt others at night."

"Where to go then?"

"Let's go to my house. When I went back to Huxi Town last September, I stayed there for two days. You can just pack up the place." Su Yang pursed her lips and walked down the stairs.

After driving down the mountain, Su Yang drove to the alley that was full of her childhood memories.

This is an old duplex floor, and the property rights are currently under the name of Wen Tanyue. Her childhood was not very wealthy, but she was never short of money. Whatever she wanted to eat, Wen Tanyue could satisfy her.

Although he is a single parent, his family background is still envied by many children of the same age.

When she was a child, she also curiously asked Wen Tanyue why her family was so rich that they could buy a house and rent a store to do business.

But Wen Tanyue did not answer her question directly. She just teased her and said that she was Doraemon and had a magic pocket or something.

(End of this chapter)