I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone so shameless.
Qiu Yimo felt that she had learned a lot!
Qin Haitian scattered all the ashes into the sea, including the wine jar and Qin Mofei's storage ring.
"Hey, that looks like a storage ring. Why did you throw it away?" Qiu Yimo had sharp eyes and saw the storage ring.
"Isn't it possible to prevent him from seeing his son's belongings and reminding him of him?" Qin Haitian said softly.
In fact, the main reason was that there was nothing good in Qin Mofei's storage ring, and it was useless to keep it, at least for him now. He could just throw it into the sea. If someone was destined to get it, then that person would get it.
"Your son died, but I didn't see you very sad. I guess your relationship as father and son wasn't that good!" Qiu Yimo snorted.
How can a father scatter his son's ashes while having an affair with a woman?
"The dead are gone, and the living should bravely pursue their own happiness and enjoy themselves while they can. Only in this way will the spirits of the dead be comforted." Qin Haitian shrugged: "Isn't it right for me to do this?"
"This..." Qiu Yimo was completely stunned when she heard Qin Haitian's explanation, because she found that although what Qin Haitian said was fallacious, she didn't know how to refute it.
"Just like your elder sister, her spirit in heaven, does she like to see you crying every day?" Qin Haitian asked with a smile.
"......" Qiu Yimo was stunned by Qin Haitian's question.
Yes, if my sister still has a spirit in heaven, she might not even want to seek revenge, but just want to live happily and without worries.
"Qiuqiu." Qin Haitian crossed his arms, lowered his chin and looked at Qiu Yimo and said, "Have you thought about it?"
"Have you thought about anything?" Qiu Yimo was stunned.
"Do my woman's thing!" Qin Haitian grinned.
Qiu Yimo: “…”
"It seems you haven't thought it through!" Qin Haitian chuckled and said, "Then are you ready to be pursued by me?"
"You, you, can't we just have a nice conversation?" Qiu Yimo looked at Qin Haitian with embarrassment.
"Aren't I talking nicely now?" Qin Haitian touched his nose, then suddenly realized, "Do you like me to take the initiative a little more?"
Qiu Yimo: “???”
Isn't this proactive enough? If this is not proactive, then what will it be like when you take the initiative?
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