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Chapter 441 He Is Really Dead

When Su Nanqiu heard the little guy's words, she became anxious: "No! You can't take him away now!" She already has no son, and if her grandson is taken away, what hope does she have?

Ye Ruge glanced at Su Nanqiu and understood that it would not be easy to take the child away, but this was her son, not exclusive to the Huo family, not to mention that they had been separated for so many years, and it was time to reunite.

She said softly to the little guy: "When your daddy's funeral is over, I will come and take you away. You go and see him off. No matter what, he is also your daddy."

The little guy listened to her words: "Okay, you must come and pick me up when the time comes." He actually saw any sadness and just wanted to go with her.

Su Nanqiu stared at him. He was really heartless. His own father was stabbed to death by his own mother. He didn't feel sad at all, and he didn't hate Ye Ruge. It was so sad... I can only say that Huo Yanxi, a father, was too sad.

fail.

Su Nanqiu, who had been clamoring to arrest Ye Ruge and put him in jail, did not do so in the end. It was not because he didn't want to, but because he considered that his grandson had no father. If his mother was arrested and put in jail, he would definitely make a big fuss.

Damn baby.

What worries her now is that Ye Ruge said that after the funeral, the child will be taken away...

That bastard Huo Yanxi left some last words before she died, saying that she wanted her children to live with her in the future.

Has he ever thought about what the Huo family will do in the future?



Huo Yanxi's funeral was held inside the Huo family and was not allowed to be filmed or reported by any reporters.

Su Nanqiu was so distraught that she couldn't face so many people anymore, so she let Gu Sinian handle all the funeral matters.

Ye Ruge still saw the report that Huo Yanxi's funeral was held today, but there were no pictures.

She has always had doubts in her heart, is Huo Yanxi really dead?

She put on a long black dress and went out. The sky was dark and it looked like it was going to rain, so she carried a black umbrella.

Cemetery.

The Huo family, also dressed in black, attended the funeral and left in an orderly manner.

Ye Ruge stood far away in the corner and saw Su Nanqiu being helped away. Huo Tingshen followed her obediently.

It's just that... the boy turned back three times every step of the way. He was looking at his father's tombstone, and he finally saw sadness and reluctance on his little face.

It's not that he doesn't care, and it's not that he's not sad, it's just that he doesn't want to show the truest side of his heart.

Maybe he is very aware of the grudge between daddy and mommy, so he doesn't hate mommy for being cruel to daddy... He doesn't want to lose mommy, who he finally got back.

Ye Ruge felt a little guilty in her heart because she made him a child without a father.

She really didn't expect that Huo Yanxi would die with just one stab.

It turns out that he is not that powerful...

After everyone left, rain started to fall from the sky. She opened her umbrella and walked slowly to the tombstone.

Huo Yanxi's name is clearly written on it... He is really dead...

Somehow, she couldn't help but reach out and touch his name engraved on the tombstone.

"Huo Yanxi... just go away peacefully, I will take care of your son." She felt a little blocked, but she couldn't tell what the emotion was.

She won't be sad. Didn't she come back just to take revenge on him?

Isn't this the result she wanted? She got her wish, didn't she?

Yes, she is not sad...she kept telling herself this in her heart.

Ye Ruge, who was immersed in his own thoughts, did not notice that there was also a person in the hidden corner of the cemetery who was watching her for a moment.

This person followed her all the way here and saw her standing in front of Huo Yanxi's tombstone and touching his tombstone...


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