Stand-in Relationship - Chap 32
QiQi insisted on waiting for another person to get off the car.
But he waited beside the car door for a long time, and the person he waited for is still didn’t appear, so he became a little puzzled.
QiQi got up, walked around the car, and called out to the car from time to time, but no one paid any attention to it.
He Yang retracted his gaze and turned back to the villa.
He Yang came to the rest room and saw a middle-aged man in a wheelchair.
The middle-aged man’s face was a little vicissitudes, sitting alone beside the window, looking out of the house.
The middle-aged man heard the footsteps, looked back, and said in a low voice, “Where’s A Ruan?”
“The weather is good today, A Ruan should go out to take pictures…” The middle-aged man was still immersed in his memories, and said, “A Ruan said that you refuse to smile every time you take pictures, but you still——”
He Yang interrupted: “She is dead.”
“Dead?” The middle-aged man was stunned. After a long time, he came to his senses and murmured, “Yeah, A Ruan has been gone for seven years…”
“After she left, you don’t like taking pictures anymore…”
The memory in the middle-aged man’s mind is still a little confusing. He sorted out the memory in his mind little by little and asked, “What about the child you brought back last time?”
“Didn’t he come with you?”
He Yang came over, stood beside the wheelchair, looked out the window, and replied, “He died in a car accident.”
“Also dead?” The middle-aged man was surprised, “All dead…”
When He Yang came out of the rest room, he met the old housekeeper in the corridor.
The old housekeeper came over and asked, “Young Master He, do you want to hold a funeral for Mr. Xu?”
The housekeeper had just called Jiang Lin to confirm that Xu Chengyan had died, and Mr. Xu had not yet held a funeral.
And Mr. Xu was the first person He Shao brought back to the old house. Although he was already dead, he still had to do some things that should be done.
“Mr. Xu has no parents. If Young Master He wants, he can be buried at the He family’s side.”
But when the man heard it, he just said coldly: “Death is dead.”
“Don’t mention him.” He Yang’s voice was cold.
The butler hesitated, but nodded obediently and stopped talking about Mr. Xu.
He Yang turned back to the bedroom, sat alone on the balcony, and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.
There are a lot of potted plants on the balcony, all of which were brought back by Xu Chengyan and the housekeeper.
He don’t know what species it is, but there are a few potted plants with white flowers and a strong fragrance.
He Yang squinted and looked at the garden in the yard, a little distracted.
The smoke is entangled in the fingertips, and the cigarette butt burns shorter and shorter.
He Yang didn’t react until the cigarette butt burned his fingers and put it out in the ashtray.
Then, relight another cigarette.
He Yang was on the balcony, watching the sky outside darken little by little until it was pitch black outside.
