The car sped away.
On the way, Rong Shang looked at the woman in her early forties behind her through the rearview mirror.
She was sitting by the window, her mind unsettled.
His brows were always furrowed as he looked out the window.
I realized that the address she had just mentioned was a cemetery.
Rong Chang lowered her eyes, seemingly lost in thought.
Without thinking, she said softly, "Third concubine, you and Master Zhang have been together for quite a while now, haven't you?"
The woman didn't answer, perhaps because she couldn't hear her, or perhaps because she didn't want to answer the question.
Rong Shang didn't press the matter.
Just as we were approaching our destination, a car suddenly appeared at the bend ahead.
Make sure you see the license plate number of that car.
She added, "Isn't this Mr. Zhang's car?"
Ye Chenyu was puzzled.
How could she know so much?
Suddenly, Jing Qiu leaned forward from behind.
"Where is he? Where is his car?"
Her face was grave and she looked very nervous.
Rong Shang turned her head to look over; she was staring straight ahead.
"It's up ahead."
He pointed her in the right direction.
Then Jing Qiu's expression changed.
He sat back down, one hand gripping the other.
"So fast."
Rong Shang heard her murmur, "What should I do?"
She couldn't help but interject again, "Third Madam, what day is it today? Are you and Master Zhang here to sweep the tombs?"
"Then why didn't you take his car?"
"..."
Tomb sweeping.
Jing Qiu paused for a moment, then shook her head.
If it's really just tomb sweeping, that's fine.
They came to dig up the grave.
Thinking of his life full of hardships, he couldn't even find peace after his death.
Jing Qiu felt uncomfortable.
“No,” she denied.
But she didn't want to say what the truth was.
In any case, this is a matter between the Zhang family, the Jing family, and the Chen family.
Young Master Ye and Miss Luo are ultimately just outsiders.
Jing Qiu didn't want to talk about so many personal matters.
He only said one sentence, "Young Master Ye, could you please drive a little faster?"
She was afraid, afraid of being a step too late.
Even his remains are gone.
The woman's panic was obvious.
They didn't want to joke about her situation.
Accelerate.
Keep up with the accelerator in front.
soon.
The car stopped in front of the cemetery.
Just as Jing Qiu eagerly pushed open the car door and got out, a group of people in front of her were walking into the cemetery.
She didn't even say "thank you".
They forgot to close the car door and just drove off.
"..."
"Heart Butterfly." The man glanced at her, then turned to look at her.
"Where shall we go?" he asked for her opinion.
But then she said, "We're not going anywhere, we'll just wait here."
Let's wait and see what they're doing here.
Ye Chenyu raised an eyebrow. "Why?"
Is it... related to ghosts?
Recalling what she said that day, Ye Chenyu had a glimmer of an answer in her heart.
"Okay," he replied softly.
He got out of the car, slammed the back door shut, and then returned to his driver's seat.
At that moment, Jing Qiu's voice came from the cemetery.
Rong Chang heard...
"Zhang Pengsheng, if you dare touch him, I'll kill you!"
A cold voice came from behind.
When Zhang Pengsheng turned around and saw her, his brows furrowed.
"They caught up so quickly."
Ha, a cold laugh.
Take a step forward, ready to move forward.
The next second, she pulled a dagger out of her bag.
A sharp blade was pointed at him, and Jing Qiu threatened him, "Go back now, or I'll kill you."
Zhang Pengsheng paused for a moment, then narrowed his eyes.
His gaze was dangerous.
He stared at the knife in her hand.
With a forced smile, he asked, "Jing Qiu, do you want to kill me?"
Oh.
Feet, moving forward little by little.
Jing Qiu angrily shouted at him, "Don't come any closer!"
No matter what she said, Zhang Pengsheng continued to press her relentlessly.
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