Whose grave is that?
The girl who was speaking was holding flowers in one hand and snacks in the other, and slowly walked up the steps of the cemetery.
She and her boyfriend had come specifically to visit a childhood friend, but as they passed by, they spotted a group of people in the distance first.
Except for one lady who looked gentle and petite, the others were all over 1.8 meters tall, wearing either black suits or black coats, exuding a powerful aura and unique temperament. At a glance, you could tell they were not ordinary people.
It was only seven in the morning, and there weren't many people in the cemetery, but like them, everyone would occasionally look up at the direction where that group of people were.
Clearly, everyone is very curious.
The boy reminded her to watch her step, and couldn't help but glance over there himself.
He remembered the three cars parked separately outside.
Too expensive.
Other vehicles could only keep their distance.
Just like that group of people in the distance, even just their backs, they exuded an aura that kept strangers at bay.
...
From the moment they arrived at the cemetery, everyone was silent, except for Su's mother who occasionally let out a sad sob.
As she sobbed for what felt like the umpteenth time, a large hand reached out and gently wiped away the tears that were streaming down her face with its thumb.
"If Can Can sees this, she will feel guilty."
Su's father wiped away his wife's tears, but his own eyes were red and his voice was choked with sobs.
The child has been quiet since he came back, not saying much, but he never hesitates to express his emotions. He likes what he likes and dislikes what he dislikes, and you can tell from his little actions.
She is a very pure person at heart.
They failed to protect her.
Hearing Su's father's words and recalling some memories, Su's mother became even more upset.
Her daughter.
"Mom and Dad, it's getting late, you should go back to the car first."
Su Shaozhou said.
Su's mother said, "I won't leave." She wanted to stay here with her daughter. Su's father sighed, looked deeply at the tombstone, and said, "Dad will come to see you again tomorrow." Then he took Su's mother away.
After her daughter left, the wife developed heart palpitations, shortness of breath, and chills.
I need to go to the hospital for further examination today.
Two elders who showed their emotions left, leaving behind several people with cold expressions who seemed to have hearts of stone.
Finally, Su Shaoyang broke the silence.
"Three days later, we had a chance to perform on the same stage. She wanted to use me to gain fame and success, so I agreed."
He would prepare in advance, and when Su Xiangxiang was completely unprepared, he would kill her with his own hands in front of countless people in front of and behind the camera, to avenge his sister.
Neither Su Shaozhou nor Su Shaoze spoke.
The person on the far right said, "That's too risky. There are security checks at the event, you can't bring weapons, and how do you know Chu Xun didn't arrange bodyguards for her?"
Su Shaoyang called him "Young Master Xi" and said, "It doesn't matter, I just want her to die."
From the moment he made this plan, he had no intention of living.
Xi Bai: "What if she doesn't die?"
"Then I can't handle it. I can only leave it to my older brothers to deal with." Su Shaoyang smiled. "I'll go apologize to Can Can this time. I won't pretend to be aloof just because she's aloof. I'll stick to her and talk to her every single day. I won't let anyone bully her."
Xi Bai was speechless.
He instinctively looked to his side.
Su Shaoyang followed his gaze and looked over, then sighed heavily, "Yan Zhuo, say something."
Since Can Can died, he has never seen Yan Zhuo speak.
Can Can is dead.
Yan Zhuo also died.
He even suspected that what was standing in front of him was not a person at all, but a ghost solidified by hatred.
Compared to their restlessness, Yan Zhuo's excessive calmness is what is most worrying and dangerous.
But Yan Zhuo still didn't say anything.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he knelt down, raised his hand to touch the name on the tombstone, and then turned and left.
"Yan Zhuo!"
Su Shaoyang wanted to chase after him, but Xi Bai stopped him, saying, "You can't catch him, so don't worry about it."
Su Shaoyang looked at him in surprise. "Young Master Xi, isn't he your cousin? You should keep an eye on him."
Xi Bai looked helpless and said, "You overestimate me. Even my grandfather can't do anything to him, so how can I control him? If I could, he wouldn't be Yan Zhuo."
Su Shaoyang was speechless.
Su Shaozhou, however, had more to consider. He asked worriedly, "What about Elder Yan..."
Both are lost and found treasures, but just as important to them as Can Can is to the Yan family in the capital, so is Yan Zhuo. Does the Yan family really just let Yan Zhuo do whatever he wants?
Xi Bai still looked helpless. "Grandpa naturally doesn't want Yan Zhuo's bright future to be ruined, but what can he do?"
The closed training and confidential mission had already caused Yan Zhuo to miss his last chance to speak with Yan Can. For him, this was undoubtedly worse than death, making every second he lived feel like torture.
If we stop him from taking revenge, what difference is there between that and killing him?
Yan Zhuo was alive, so his maternal grandfather had a grandson.
Yan Zhuo is dead, and then there is nothing left.
Xi Bai sighed again, then said to Su Shaozhou, "As your older brother, I want to ask you for a favor. Could you please help me with the revenge..."
Before he could finish speaking, Su Shaoze coldly interrupted him.
Su Shaoze said, "Young Master Xi, don't forget, we're also older brothers."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Xi Bai hesitated, as if to say that this was not what he meant, but Su Shaozhou said, "I understand, but Can Can's revenge is not Yan Zhu's exclusive right. She is our sister, the apple of our Su family's eye. We will take revenge ourselves."
Soon, they all left the cemetery.
About two minutes later, people began to arrive at Yan Can's tombstone.
"Yan Can?"
"This name sounds so familiar."
Some murmured, while others rummaged through their memories to find vague traces.
"Is she the real heiress?" the man said, thinking to himself. "I don't know if you all remember, but it was that 'hated by everyone' post that went viral online not long ago. I think the protagonist's name was that."
Others who had seen it also gradually remembered.
"So they're from the Su family. No wonder they're like celebrities."
"But what did she do? Isn't she a real heiress? How come everyone dislikes her?"
"Strange, I made a point of researching the Su family after seeing that post, so why do I have no memory of it at all?"
"Me too, it's like that part of my memory was erased."
"But she's so pretty."
"Now that you mention it, I'm reminded of something. Because of what the real heiress did to the fake heiress in the post, almost the entire internet was cursing her for being vicious, but no one said she wasn't pretty."
Just then, a figure returned.
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