Shen Shiyi slowly stood up, and Qin Ziming looked at her and made a decision.
"Honey, I'm taking you somewhere today."
Shen Shiyi looked at him with a puzzled expression.
Where to?
Qin Ziming smiled gently.
You'll find out when you get there.
After the two went downstairs for breakfast, Qin Ziming took Chen Shiyi out the door. Seeing the car drive away, Qin's mother was somewhat puzzled by their behavior.
"Where are you going so early in the morning?" Shi Yi is pregnant, and Zi Mo doesn't know how to take it easy.
Grandpa Su, who was reading the newspaper on the sofa, didn't even look up when he heard his eldest daughter's words.
"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings; don't worry so much and only add to your troubles."
Qin's mother sighed helplessly.
"Dad, look at what you're saying. One of them is my son, and the other is my daughter-in-law. If I don't worry about them, what else can I worry about?"
The old man shook his head helplessly.
Sophie brought the fruit from after dinner to the living room and saw her sister and father arguing. She slowly stepped forward.
"Let's not talk about those unhappy things, let's eat some fruit."
Seeing that there were cherry tomatoes, apples, and pineapples, the old man picked up a toothpick, stuck a piece of apple in it, and ate it.
"Hmm, not bad, quite sweet."
Sophie smiled gently.
Qin's mother sat down with a sense of helplessness, her gaze once again drifting towards the floor-to-ceiling window.
Qin Ziming, sitting in the car, looked at his wife beside him, reached out and took her hand, and smiled gently at her.
"Take a nap, I'll wake you up when we get there."
Shen Shiyi looked up at him, then nodded slightly. She closed her eyes and fell asleep shortly after.
An hour later, the car arrived at the cemetery parking garage.
"Young Master, we've arrived."
Qin Ziming looked ahead, gave a soft "hmm," and then looked at his wife who was sleeping soundly.
"Honey, we've arrived. Get off the bus."
Shen Shiyi, who was fast asleep, woke up when she heard her husband's words.
"arrive?"
"Um."
Shen Shiyi looked out the window and felt that this place resembled a cemetery. She looked at Qin Ziming with a puzzled expression.
"Where am I?" Why did this place feel so familiar to her?
Qin Ziming chuckled softly.
"cemetery."
Shen Shiyi was startled.
"What?" A cemetery? It couldn't be...
Qin Ziming's words confirmed her guess.
"Yes, let's go see him."
Qin Ziming helped Shen Shiyi out of the car. Shen Shiyi, who hadn't been there for a long time, was at a loss for what to do when she saw the scene before her.
Qin Ziming silently looked at his wife and took the freesia from the driver.
Qin Ziming knew he was being presumptuous, but he didn't want to upset his wife because of him, after all, that man was someone who had amazed her when she was young.
"let's go."
With his encouragement and support, Shen Shiyi nodded slightly and stepped inside.
The bodyguards in the following car followed closely behind.
The group quickly arrived at Leng Qianhan's tombstone. Qin Ziming winked at Ji Xuanchen, who understood and looked at his brothers beside him.
"Let's move a little further away." We can't disturb the Boss and the others.
Seeing them leave, Qin Ziming looked up at the boy on the tombstone, bent down and placed the bouquet of lilacs and freesias.
Shen Shiyi looked at the clean-cut, sunny young man in front of her and remained silent for a moment.
Qin Ziming walked to stand next to his wife, raised his hand and gently patted her shoulder.
Qin Ziming then gently put his arm around her shoulder and looked up at the tombstone.
"Hello, brother, I am Qin Ziming, Shen Shiyi's husband."
Hearing his words, Shen Shiyi looked up and froze.
"you……"
Qin Ziming smiled gently at her.
"Say a few words. It should make you feel better."
Shen Shiyi nodded silently.
"Qianhan, I've come to see you. I... I'm married, the man next to me is my husband, and I'm pregnant. It's been a while since I last visited, and I don't know what to say."
The two stayed there for half an hour, and as the wind began to pick up, Qin Ziming became worried about his wife.
"Let's go back first, and come see him again next time."
Shen Shiyi nodded slightly in agreement.
"Okay, let's go."
Qin Ziming embraced his wife and turned to leave, followed closely by his bodyguards.
After getting into the car and watching it drive away, Shen Shiyi glanced at the cemetery one last time. A pair of warm, large hands took hers, and Shen Shiyi looked up at him, giving him a gentle smile.
Mr. Leng went to work, and Mrs. Leng was home alone, looking at their small garden with some boredom.
Aunt Liu brought over a fruit platter.
"Madam, would you like some fruit?"
Leng's mother looked at Liu's wife with a smile.
"Thank you, Aunt Liu."
Thinking of something, Leng Mu smiled.
"Let's sit down and have something to eat."
Aunt Liu was stunned for a moment, then sat down.
Leng Mu took a toothpick, stuck a piece of jackfruit into her mouth, and slowly looked up to survey the villa.
"This house lacks the warmth and liveliness of a home."
Hearing her words, Aunt Liu sighed helplessly.
"If Madam is bored, she can play mahjong or go shopping to pass the time."
The cold mother smiled faintly, pursing her lips; this was how her remaining life was.
Bored, Leng Mu lay on the sofa scrolling through videos when a news article caught her eye.
Is Vice President Qin the future successor of the Su Group? Mother Leng pondered deeply. Isn't Vice President Qin's surname Qin? Why is he the future successor of the Su Group?
Qin Ziming took his wife to school and watched her leave.
The family driver glanced at him.
"Young Master, are we going back to the company?"
Qin Ziming's slightly pursed lips parted slightly.
"Back to the company."
The driver nodded, and as the car started moving, Qin Ziming glanced at the school gate.
When Shen Shiyi returned to school, students saluted her all the way.
"Hello, Professor Shen."
"Hello, Professor Shen."
Shen Shiyi nodded.
She returned to her dormitory, changed into her military uniform, and then went to the office. Her colleagues were all busy with their own tasks, and they were all stunned when they saw her come in.
"Professor Shen, why are you back?"
"Professor Shen, aren't you recuperating?"
"I have a lot of things to do, so I'll come back as soon as possible to deal with them."
Many Renhe and Nanzhan nodded slightly, and Nanzhan, remembering something, spoke up to inquire.
How is your recovery going?
Shen Shiyi smiled slightly, her lips pursed.
"I'm fine, thank you for your concern."
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