Teacher Qin, who was about to leave, suddenly heard the sound of the piano and stopped.
Then she ran back immediately.
This frightened everyone. If you were running away at such an old age, if you fell, you would be in trouble!
The old lady was anxious to see the performer, but accidentally tripped and twisted her waist. Everyone turned pale with fright and hurriedly helped her.
"Teacher Qin, please slow down!"
"Is it twisted? Hurry, send Teacher Qin to the hospital immediately!"
But the old lady stubbornly asked them to help her go to the concert hall.
Several people looked at each other and persuaded the old lady to go to the hospital. When they couldn't argue, the old lady got angry.
"You don't want to help, right? Then get out of the way and I'll go by myself."
Now those people didn't dare to persist, so they had to help the old lady go to the concert hall.
Unfortunately, the building was already empty.
Even the piano on the stage was being packed.
"Master Qin, why are you back?"
Because the old lady is the main judge of this competition and a well-known piano master at home and abroad, the staff are very polite.
The old lady took a few breaths and said anxiously: "Who played the piano just now?"
"She's a very young girl."
"Where is she?"
"This, this...she has left."
"Can you check who it is?"
"Sorry, Master Qin, even we don't know the identity of this distinguished guest."
The old lady was very anxious, unreasonably anxious, but she was worried about the people around her, so she could only suppress her emotions.
Because a broken waist was a serious matter, everyone quickly sent the old lady to the hospital.
After everyone left, the old lady immediately took out her mobile phone and called her son.
"Mom? Did you call me so suddenly? Did something happen?"
The old lady's eyes suddenly became wet and she burst into tears. It took her several breaths to squeeze out those words.
"Ah Huai, I, I found Xiang'er..."
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Cheng Anning touched a famous piano and felt very good. She even looked at Mr. Huo with a more sincere smile.
Huo Yan didn't expect her to be satisfied so easily.
When he thought about how happy she might be if he bought the piano just now, he was rarely in a good mood.
He didn't speak for the time being, planning to surprise her after he got back.
In the evening, Huo Yan went to take a shower first, while Cheng Anning was packing things for the tomb-sweeping trip tomorrow.
Suddenly, he accidentally touched Mr. Huo's coat and an ID card fell out.
She quickly picked it up and was about to put it back, but she took a strange look.
Legend has it that the photo on the ID card is a magic mirror, but for Mr. Huo it is not the case. The photo is so handsome that it can be used as a candid photo.
But when she saw the column at the bottom, she was stunned.
Mr. Huo’s birthday...
It's June 1st, that's tomorrow.
Children's Day is such a childlike day, and children born at this time will be especially happy on their birthdays.
It's just that... tomorrow is also the death anniversary of Mr. Huo's parents.
I celebrated my birthday on a happy holiday, but my parents died.
No matter how you think about it, it makes you feel uncomfortable.
She quickly put her ID card away, her heart clenched and she felt a little uncomfortable.
She sat on the edge of the bed, thinking wildly.
If she hadn't seen the ID card, no one would have mentioned that tomorrow is Mr. Huo's birthday as well.
Even the old man just said he was going to visit his grave, as if he was deliberately ignoring his birthday.
"clatter."
The bathroom door opened.
Huo Yan came out covered in moisture, wrapped in a bath towel, and showed off her perfectly sculpted figure without hesitation.
Cheng Anning glanced at it and quickly avoided it, saying, "Have you finished washing? Put your clothes on quickly, otherwise you will catch a cold."
"Um."
I wonder if it's because tomorrow is her death anniversary, so Huo Yan didn't bother teasing her tonight and just put on her pajamas.
Cheng Anning opened her mouth and swallowed it back. Her intuition told her that if she asked, something bad would happen.
So she obediently took her clothes and went to take a shower.
After washing, I found that Mr. Huo had gone to the study and was not in the room.
She fell asleep uneasily. Because she had something on her mind, she didn't sleep well either. She tossed and turned for a long time.
It was already dawn when I woke up.
She subconsciously looked around her, but there was no one there.
I touched it and found it was cold. No one had ever laid on it.
Suddenly someone pushed the door open and came in, "Are you awake? Change your clothes and get ready to leave."
Cheng Anning looked up and found that Mr. Huo was already dressed and ready.
"Okay, wait, I'll get up now."
Cheng Anning put on the black dress prepared by Mr. Huo, put on light makeup, pulled up her hair, and put on a black top hat.
The two of them went out.
Along the way, Huo Yan didn't say a word and looked out the window.
He was wearing a black suit, exuding a coldness and seriousness, and his eyes were as cold as cold pools, without any emotion.
The air pressure lingering around him was very low, and there was a faint sense of suppressed hostility.
Cheng Anning was a little afraid of Mr. Huo in this state, he was more dangerous than ever.
The cemetery is far away from the city, and it took two hours of driving to get there.
It is a place with beautiful scenery, mountains and water, and excellent Feng Shui.
This cemetery is also jokingly called paradise, because the price per square meter is more expensive than a mansion, and the people buried here are either rich or noble.
More than a dozen bodyguards, all wearing black suits and holding black umbrellas, silently followed beside them, clearing the way.
Huo Yan walked forward step by step. The closer he got, the deeper his anger became.
Cheng Anning barely kept up with him.
After walking for a long time, after crossing the path, the front suddenly became clear.
A large field of gardenias was fluttering in the wind, and two tombstones were looming in the middle of the flower field.
This location can be said to be the most expensive in the entire cemetery area. There are only two tombs in such a large area.
It is the settlement place of the Huo family and his wife.
Cheng Anning looked up and saw only two simple lines of words.
Qiao Ailing's husband, Huo Junye's tomb.
Huo Junye’s wife, Qiao Ailing’s tomb.
No pictures, no age, nothing.
The two tombs were very clean, and there were flowers on them. It seemed that they were being cared for all year round.
Cheng Anning stood with Mr. Huo and looked at him, but was frightened by the violence in his eyes.
This way it doesn't look like sweeping a grave, but like paying homage to an enemy.
Someone brought incense, but Huo Yan didn't do anything and just let Cheng Anning kowtow.
After offering the incense, Huo Yan asked them to wait outside the garden.
Cheng Anning was a little uneasy. She felt that Mr. Huo looked so strange. She also thought of what the old man gave her before he left, and she became even more nervous.
"Third Master..."
She was frightened before she even opened her mouth.
I saw Mr. Huo's eyes were scarlet red, his whole body was tense, and his anger was unobstructed.
"Go down. Don't make me repeat myself."
His voice was hoarse, with a tone of command that could not be refused.
Cheng Anning did not dare to disobey and followed the bodyguards back outside the garden, unable to see what was going on inside.
But the bodyguard had to retreat further outside, leaving Cheng Anning alone to guard the door.
This watch is from dawn to dusk.
After the sun goes down, the entire cemetery becomes eerie.
The cold wind blew by, and Cheng Anning shivered, a little scared.
They...won't abandon her, right? This chapter has been completed!