All of this became very unreal.

"What are you looking at?" Quan Shaocheng entered the bedroom, looked at Ninghuan holding her cell phone, and reached out to hold her slender wrist.

"This." Ninghuan handed the phone to Quan Shaocheng, which was a push message that Xia Zhanxin confirmed his death.

"Don't look at such unnutritious things in the future." Quan Shaocheng took her cell phone from her hand and then placed it on one side casually.

"Quan Shaocheng, Xia Zhanxin's cemetery..."

“In the Art Garden.”

Since she said it last time, Quan Shaocheng has asked Yu Sen to make arrangements, but it is just a tomb.

"I want to go."

"I'll let you accompany you."

"Let Ziqing accompany me!"

"Yes." Quan Shaocheng agreed.

Ninghuan smiled at him, and then immediately sent a WeChat message to contact Su Ziqing.

After contacting Su Ziqing, Ninghuan immediately asked Su Ziqing to meet at the flower shop closest to Yiyuan.

Before returning to the consortium, Quan Shaocheng sent her to the door of the flower shop.

"I'm here, I'm getting off the car!" Ning Huan unbuttoned her seat belt and reached out to open the Maybach door, but the central control lock in the car was not opened.

"You seem to have forgotten something." Quan Shaocheng curled his mouth, reached out and grabbed Ninghuan's wrist, pressed the back of her head, and a kiss fell on her lips...

"Um..." Ning Huan almost forgot to breathe, her beautiful eyes suddenly widened, and she reached out to grab Quan Shaocheng's clothes tightly.

After this kiss, there was still a sweet atmosphere in the car.

Su Ziqing, who was standing not far away, saw Maybach, but the glass film of Maybach's car was very thick, and she couldn't see the situation inside clearly...

But Su Ziqing, who had a lot of imagination, had already started to think a lot...

"It must be loving, right? Then, I'd better look at something else!" Su Ziqing turned his head awkwardly and moved his eyes to something else.

In the car, Ninghuan also noticed Su Ziqing.

"Ziqing is here!"

"She can't see." It was because Su Ziqing couldn't see that Quan Shaocheng kissed Ninghuan in a noble way.

"I'm getting off the car."

"Yes." Quan Shaocheng of course was reluctant to let go of her hand.

Ninghuan glanced at Quan Shaocheng and quickly retracted her hand. After the central control lock was opened, she pushed open the car door and got out.

"By bye." She greeted him, then walked towards where Su Ziqing was.

"Ziqing."

"Sister Ninghuan, what are you doing in the car? Why are your lips so swollen?"

"Su Ziqing! Are you asking for a fight?!"

"Hahaha." Ziqing laughed and immediately dodged, "Sister Ninghuan, let's go to the flower shop."

"Yes." Ninghuan nodded, but his eyes moved backwards and looked at Maybach who was docking on the side of the road.

"Sister Ninghuan, why are you still looking at your husband? You have been looking at home for enough. Now, see if I can see if I am better now? Although I am not as handsome as Mr. Quan and not as rich as him, I am still a beautiful girl at least. Sister Ninghuan, if you keep watching, your heart will fly away with Mr. Quan."

"You are still making fun of me, believe it or not, I will slam your fist?"

"I'm not making fun of it. Am I telling the truth?" Su Ziqing blinked his beautiful eyes at Ninghuan, and then walked Ninghuan into the flower shop.

After watching Ninghuan enter the flower shop, Quan Shaocheng drove away.

After entering the flower shop, Ninghuan looked at the dazzling array of flowers and was a little difficult to make a decision.

"Are you going to Yiyuan to see your relatives?" the owner of the flower shop asked.

Ninghuan shook her head, "No, I'm looking at my friend..."

The word "friend" was the first time Ninghuan felt that it would be so difficult to say it.

"Buy some chrysanthemums. The daisies I just became are very beautiful and simple." The owner recommended the daisies placed on one side.

Ninghuan looked at the daisy, then narrowed her beautiful eyes, "No need, she won't like such a simple word, please wrap me a bouquet of roses."

"Red Rose?"

"Yes."

"Okay, please wait." The owner quickly wrapped a rose for Ninghuan. After wrapping a bouquet of roses, he handed it to Ninghuan.

After Ning Huan paid the money, she left the flower shop with Su Ziqing and walked towards the art garden on the hillside.

"Sister Ninghuan, why did you buy such a big bouquet of roses for Xia Zhanxin?"

"She loved such gorgeous flowers during her lifetime."

"Sister Ninghuan, do you remember what kind of flowers Xia Zhanxin likes? What about Xia Zhanxin? Do you remember what you like?"

“It doesn’t matter anymore.”

No matter what she did during her lifetime or how many wrong things she did, she is dead after all, and none of this matters anymore.

All the grievances and grievances were also written off. If possible, Ninghuan hoped that Xia Zhan could be a good person in the next life.

"Sister Ninghuan, is Xia Zhanxin's death related to you? How could a person like her commit suicide?"

Ninghuan turned his head and looked at Su Ziqing and fell silent for a moment.

She lowered her beautiful eyes, looked at the bouquet of fiery red roses in her arms, and then nodded.

"So it's really related to Sister Ninghuan."

"It's about me, and she will die because of me."

"A person like her who does evil things will be fine if he dies. If she is allowed to live, she will only hurt more innocent people. She is a doctor, but she never regards saving lives and helping the wounded as the primary responsibility of the doctor. Sister Ninghuan, don't take it too seriously. In fact, you can't come to see her."

Ninghuan didn't know why she wanted to see Xia Zhanxin. She found Xia Zhanxin's purpose and placed a bouquet of flowers in front of the tombstone.

After all, they were once best friends.

Now that Xia Zhan is dead, she still feels sorry for her. She still has to see her.

Ninghuan looked at the photo on the tombstone. This photo was her graduation photo when she was in high school. She smiled sweetly. She might have been kind before.

"I know you don't want to see me, but I still chose your favorite rose and chose to see you. This is the first time I have come to see you and the last time I have come to see you."

Let's end here. From now on, Xia Zhanxin, a person, will not only disappear from her life, but also from her memory.

Ninghuan and Su Ziqing stood in front of the tombstone for a long time. The wind blew Ninghuan's long hair and also blew the hem of her long skirt...

Europe.

A grand fashion show is over.

Song Jiachu hurried back to the Lu family manor. As soon as he entered the manor, he hugged Lu Cangqing and refused to let go.

"Goddad, my last notice has been completed. Can you take me to Jianglin City? I really want to accept it!"

"You girl, you kept saying everything when you rushed in, and you forgot your godfather, right?"
Chapter completed!