novelhk Chapter 203 At that time, he could go down and be with her.
Chapter 203 At that time, he could go down and be with her.
Meanwhile, in the northern suburbs cemetery, a cold wind howled, and another luxury car drove up to the cemetery gate.
The staff who had seen Jiang Qin several times before were surprised to see a tall man coming down from the black Cullinan, carrying an urn, walk to the tombstone that Jiang Qin had visited several times.
The wind was too strong, and she couldn't hear what the other person was saying, but she stayed there for as long as Jiang Qin had talked to the owner of the tombstone.
When he spoke, his tall and upright body would sometimes bend slightly, silent and solemn, solemn yet painful, with visible restraint and forbearance.
In this situation, my gaze once again swept over the urn that the man was tightly holding in his arms.
The staff were genuinely puzzled about what was going on with the other party.
However, a few minutes after the other person finally left the tombstone, the staff were no longer puzzled.
She noticed that the other party seemed to have sent a message, and soon her phone rang in her pocket.
It was a call from her superior, saying that she was to be arranged to meet the client who had ordered a burial plot and burial services.
The staff member quickly stepped forward, but hesitated to speak when he reached Huo Sili.
After glancing at the urn in the other person's arms, she hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Sir, are you here to bury a family member? I'm a staff member at this cemetery. Please follow me."
Horstley hummed in agreement and didn't say another word the rest of the way.
They arrived at the registration desk in silence, paid the fees, and brought the necessary tools and supplies for the burial. The staff members, too, dared not speak in the silence, guiding the man to the appropriate tombstone without uttering a word, only using hand gestures.
I thought the other person was feeling sad and might encounter some trouble on the way, but the rest of the journey went smoothly. Although the other person didn't speak, they never fell behind or got lost.
The staff member breathed a sigh of relief—she felt less pressured communicating with people of similar height and build or older than her, but this person was young, tall, and seemed to have a bad temper.
She was genuinely a little scared.
But to everyone's surprise, everything went smoothly until the crucial moment when the marble coffin lid was opened and the urn was to be placed into the grave corresponding to the tombstone. The other person, who had been online just moments before, was now completely unresponsive no matter how much they tried to signal.
The staff glanced at the urn that Horsley was holding, then glanced at Horsley himself.
Feeling uneasy, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and gestured a few more times, but still received no response. Finally, he spoke.
"Sir? Sir! Hello? Um, you should put the urn into the grave now! So the deceased can rest in peace..."
Huo Sili then came to his senses, and the staff noticed that the man's eyes were red and his face was pale.
His mouth shut immediately.
Ugh.
But soon, her sigh turned to terror, replaced by a deep suspicion and unease towards the person before her.
The deceased's photo was brought by the deceased herself; this person hadn't shown it to her or her other colleagues.
At this moment, he bent down and placed the urn containing the ashes into the tomb, then personally closed the marble coffin lid on top.
I took the photo out of the inside pocket of my coat, found the special glue from the tools provided by the cemetery, applied it little by little to the back of the photo, and stuck it on myself.
She could see the woman up there clearly.
Isn't that the beautiful woman she's seen so many times lately?
He seemed perfectly healthy and energetic before, so how could he suddenly pass away?
The wind stopped at some point, and the man who had been silent for a long time in front of the tombstone, speaking intermittently, also left.
As the Cullinan disappeared into a tiny black dot, the staff came to Jiang Qin's tombstone and carefully examined the inscription.
I saw the title "My Wife".
Meanwhile, outside, the black Cullinan had only been gone a short while.
Suddenly, a car coming from the opposite direction honked its horn, and then the passenger window rolled down.
A man shouted at the other side of the car, his eyes red.
The bodyguard driving the car quickly dialed the communicator, "Mr. Huo, Mr. Huo, the person in that car over there seems to have something to say to you."
In the back seat, Huo Sili's eyes were dull and empty. Hearing this, he frowned, lifted the car window curtain and looked out. He met the face of a middle-aged man and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"parking."
Almost simultaneously, on the other side, Li Zhiyuan gave the same instruction to his assistant who was driving.
The assistant was genuinely surprised by this, but although he didn't understand what Old Dong was doing, he quickly carried out the order.
The two cars stopped facing each other, and two men got out of the cars on the left and right sides.
Just then, the light turned green, and Li Zhiyuan crossed the zebra crossing and walked toward Huo Sili, who was unusually pale and had red eyes.
He spoke, his voice cold, merely addressing Huo Sili by his title, yet his tone carried the grief and anger of someone whose loved one had been forced to death, "Mr. Huo, what a coincidence."
Huo Sili pursed his thin lips. After the bodyguard heard Li Zhiyuan's tone when he spoke to Huo Sili, he hesitated whether to go down and punch Li Zhiyuan. He looked at the tall man who always had a cold face towards others in shock.
At this moment, however, he bowed his head to Li Zhiyuan.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't protect her."
With red eyes, Li Zhiyuan looked as if he had truly lost his heart's desire, and he raised his hand and punched Huo Sili hard in the shoulder.
The bodyguard glared, but Huo Sili didn't dodge. A punch landed squarely, causing Huo Sili's still weakened body to stagger backward.
What's going on here?
The bodyguards were unaware, and the bodyguards working for Huo Chishen were clearly just as confused.
"Lu Xiuyuan?"
Ancheng Private Sanatorium. Huo Chishen was quite surprised to see the person who came.
"I don't recall having any grudge against you, Young Master Lu. Judging from your expression, are you here to confront me? Or are you here to stand up for my Sili?"
“I’ve been recuperating at the sanatorium all this time, but I haven’t done anything. To be honest, Slee is really something. How old is he? Why does he need others to do his problems for him…”
"I bother!"
Before he could finish speaking, Huo Chishen was met with Lu Xiuyuan's first attack.
Huo Chishen frowned slightly. He knew that Lu Xiuyuan and Huo Sili were on good terms, but he also knew that Lu Xiuyuan was not the kind of person who liked to meddle in other people's business, and he would never speak rudely as soon as he arrived.
But this was clearly a direct bite aimed at him.
Before he could even ask, Lu Xiuyuan started asking again and again.
From Jiang Qin's death to Yuan Lianqing's hypocrisy, and then to his background as a fake young master.
The bodyguards and servants present were all stunned.
Huo Chishen's face also changed completely with Lu Xiuyuan's words, becoming a mix of white, red, black and green.
"Young Master Lu!" Huo Chishen said through gritted teeth as he finally spoke.
That persona, who always presented himself as a refined and cultured young master from a prominent Beijing family, could no longer hide his true nature.
His despicable nature is laid bare.
Unfortunately, the maid next to him was Yuan Lianqing, who had been sent by her a few days ago to take care of Huo Chishen ostensibly because of the incident involving the plaster on the day the old lady and old man were taking their golden wedding photos. In reality, she was there to act as Yuan Lianqing's eyes and ears.
This sentence sounded ruthless and sinister, making the middle-aged maid, who was quite old, jump in surprise and feel a cold sweat break out on her back.
It seems that the lady's suspicions were correct; this young master is indeed not as gentle as he appears.
After all, if someone is truly gentle and mild-mannered, they would never speak in a sinister manner when faced with such a situation.
That sounds terrifying.
The maid, who had worked in the wealthy family for decades, didn't think she had misheard the coldness in Huo Chishen's words. This young master definitely had a problem.
Huo Chishen was still confronting Lu Xiuyuan.
The maid quietly shifted her body and took out her phone to send a message to Yuan Lianqing.
Meanwhile, in the northern suburbs cemetery.
The bodyguard was completely dumbfounded when he witnessed Hollis getting back into his car with his injuries and repeatedly apologizing to the middle-aged man who had hit him before leaving.
However, they could not investigate matters without their master's instructions, nor dared to ask any questions.
He could only accept the reality that his usually domineering and powerful master was willingly being beaten by someone, and drove the car in the direction of the return trip.
In the back seat, Horst leaned his head against the leather seat, his eyes filled with gloom, but finally, a sense of relief appeared in his eyes since he woke up.
He deserved to be hit.
Horstley thought.
Thinking of this, he shamelessly and ridiculously pushed his luck.
If being beaten would bring her back, he would be willing to give his life for it.
He's the one who deserves to die; he not only hurt her heart, but he also took her life.
He should have let her go sooner. Perhaps if he had left earlier, she could be alive now, instead of leaving him with only a few pieces of clothing and a broken hair.
He's the one who deserves to die, it's him!
Huo Sili clenched his fists, closed his eyes in pain, and his lips turned white again due to his exhaustion and haggardness.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and his eyes regained their clarity.
Yes, he was the one who deserved to die, but as Lu Xiuyuan said, he had to recover before he could avenge her.
Once he has taken his revenge and settled everything, he can go down and be with her.
Go down and atone for your sins.