Bo Jingxing's eyes were dark, as if there was an endless abyss in them, with no bottom in sight.

After he stopped being a doctor, his aura became increasingly cold and stern, and ordinary people did not dare to talk to him.

He held her hand, “Go back first."

The man was wearing black clothes and black pants, and in such hot weather, he felt a little cold.

"Okay, let's go back first."

Shu Qing said.

Her hands were extremely cold, as if they had been soaked in ice water. Bo Jingxing reached out and held her hands, and his warm palms gave her strength.

Shu Qing lowered her head, her nose suddenly felt sore, and her eyes turned red.

She held the book tightly in her arms, held the pendant in her palm, and placed it against her chest.

Behind them, Chao Song watched the two of them leave like that, and he chuckled, almost laughing out of anger.

Really, it’s pretty good!

If there is something, just Mr. Chao, and if there is nothing, just throw it aside?

"Ms. Shu, did you miss someone?"

Chao Song followed out, his face even paler.

He was already in poor health, and now walking around the cemetery could really kill him.

Seeing this, Xiao Hong hurried forward, handed him a thermos cup, and whispered, "I told you not to be so stubborn, but you insisted on following me in."

Chao Song didn't bother to say anything else. He picked up the thermos and took a few sips of ice water. Then he felt his soul coming back to him.

I told Xiaohong, “I don't want to do that either. But isn't this for my sister?"

Ah!

Xiaohong was really angry to death.

You treat her as your sister, but what does she treat you as?

You keep calling me Mr. Chao and try to avoid me as much as possible. It's obvious that you are a monster!

But this cannot be said, Chao Song will get angry.

He is a cold-hearted person at heart, but once he really likes someone, he can comfort them with all his heart.

"Mr. Chao, you are not feeling well, go back first. As for what you said, I understand. If you need me, I can go over to your aunt."

Shu Qing is grateful to Chao Song and knows how to be thankful.

Chao Song's face, which had just been gloomy, suddenly became happy again. He asked her, "You agreed, right? Then I will tell my mother that I have found my sister."

"But I..." No.

Before he finished speaking, Chao Song had already turned around and walked away, dialing the phone as he walked. He didn't care whether this was a cemetery or not, and said happily, "Mom, I found my sister."

Xiaohong also left.

Seeing this, Shu Qing suppressed all the words in her stomach.

She suddenly realized that Chao Song was actually a flesh-and-blood person and he was not scary.

After spending a long time with him, I just feel that this person is quite reassuring.

"You're so absorbed in watching me, are you really planning to become someone's sister?"

After warming her hands, Bo Jingxing asked softly, and the two walked out of the cemetery.

Get in the car.

The cool air was turned on, finally bringing a bit of coolness to this scorching hot weather.

After going down the foot of the mountain, it felt like returning to the human world from the hot hell.

This blow was unbearable for Shu Qing.

After returning to the mansion, she took out Shu Qinglin's last work and looked at it carefully.

He even turned out his old handwriting and compared it slowly.

"You've been busy for so long, what do you want to eat?"

Bo Jingxing didn't go to the company today and stayed with her the whole day.

Shu Qing climbed onto the bed, reading the pen word by word, and finally came to the conclusion, “Boss Bo, my dad...he didn't commit suicide."

Bo Jingxing fell silent.

Shu Qing looked at him without saying anything.

Facing her pair of swollen eyes, his heart tightened. He took a step forward, held her in his arms, and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Shu Qing is still afraid.

What she feared most was: What if the person who killed my father was surnamed Bo?