Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The skies darkened gradually.
The cab pulled up at the cemetery.
As it wasn’t easy to get a cab here, Qiao Lian asked the driver to wait for her return.
Carrying the bouquet that she had just bought, she slowly made her way into the cemetery.
She had noticed, however, that just as she entered the cemetery, three figures were slowly approaching from the other direction.
Song Yuanxi was not able to walk and was in a wheelchair, pushed by Song Cheng.
Shen Liangchuan’s face was expressionless as the three of them made their way out of the cemetery. Suddenly, he halted and turned his head to the side. There, not very far away, he saw a familiar figure. However in a flash, it disappeared around the corner.
Shen Liangchuan was stunned.
Xiao Qiao?
That was strange. Why would Xiao Qiao come to this place?
His eyes must have been playing tricks.
He pursed his lips and cast down his gaze, suddenly remembering how happy she looked today after her resignation.
Surely, she would have wanted to share her joy with someone.
But he, on the other hand, had come to the cemetery.
Unconsciously he hastened his footsteps as he walked ahead.
Song Cheng went to get the car, as Song Yuanxi’s wheelchair made it impossible for them to get to the carpark. Shen Liangchuan was now left waiting with her by the side of the road.
Song Yuanxi looked at Shen Liangchuan for a moment and suddenly spoke, “Brother Liangchuan…”
Shen Liangchuan’s gaze shifted to her expressionlessly.
She bit her lip and continued, “Brother Liangchuan, I thought you’d be angry with me and wouldn’t come with me this year. But I didn’t think… I know you won’t stay angry at me, right?”
She knew that her Brother Liangchuan would not neglect her.
And even if he was angry, he would not ignore her.
Shen Liangchuan, however, clenched his jaw when he heard this.
He turned to look at her.
His cold expression seemed even icier under the pale moonlight.
Perhaps it was just the weather, but it could very well be something else. Song Yuanxi suddenly felt the chill air around her.
She looked at Shen Liangchuan standing before her, his face and silhouette against the bright moon. He said in a low voice that was devoid of any emotions, “This is the last time I’m coming here with you.”
Song Yuanxi was immediately stunned.
As though she did not understand a word he was saying.
She asked immediately, “Brother Liangchuan, what do you mean?”
Every year, on this particular day, they would come without fail to offer prayers to her late sister.
It was almost a given.
But now, Brother Liangchuan was saying that this was the last time he would come with her?
As she was trying to make sense of this, Shen Liangchuan calmly said, “We’re almost done with all the paperwork required for you to go abroad.”
Ever since he had discovered that Song Yuanxi was trying by all means to set up Xiao Qiao, he had been trying to think of a solution.
He couldn’t possibly put Song Yuanxi behind bars and yet, she was a human being with a free will and there was no way he could control her actions.
Just like the second time she had done it, hadn’t she succeeded because of his carelessness?
Even if some of the things she had done didn’t amount to great harm, but to keep her in Beijing, so close to Qiao Lian, was too dangerous.
Hence, he could only send her abroad and put a distance between her and Xiao Qiao.
Song Yuanxi was shocked by the news.
Paperwork to go abroad?
What did he mean by going abroad?
Song Yuanxi immediately stood up from her wheelchair. “Brother Liangchuan, I’m not going anywhere!”
Still expressionless, Shen Liangchuan replied, “I’m afraid it’s not up to you.”
Song Yuanxi clenched her fists tightly and said with a trembling voice, “Brother Liangchuan, even if one of us had to go, it would be her and not me! How could you even think of sending me away?”