The engagement is over, but the black-bellied president won't let go

He pressed the answer button and put the phone to his ear without saying anything.

"...Hello? Hello! Is this Mr. Xiao?"

The voice sounded familiar, and Xiao Yiyang knew the other party's identity in almost a second. It was so late, and his brows could not help but frown, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. Through the radio waves, he could clearly hear her breathing.

"Elen, what do you want from me?"

Leng Ruofei was stunned and a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that the other party already knew his identity before he even gave his name.

"Oh, yes. Sorry to bother you so late..."

"do not bother."

"I came to you so late because I have something to trouble you..." Leng Ruofei gritted his teeth, "I wonder if you can help."

From the moment she entered the apartment until now, Leng Ruofei's mind was full of Mu Liangsheng. Even now, as she lay in bed, she was still thinking about him, his kind eyes, his every frown and smile.

So she thought about the business card given to her by the staff at the funeral home today, and wondered if she could find out where his grave was through the funeral home.

All the contents of the handbag were poured out, and the business card appeared.

Xiao Yiyang——On the front, there is nothing but the three-character name and the ancient background. It's so strange, why would a funeral home advertise like this? Or... is it that their business is not good enough to be written on the business card?

Leng Ruofei flipped open the business card and finally saw a mobile phone number. So, she dialed it without thinking.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Yiyang threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, looked at the front of the car and the dark night sky in the distance, with a hint of indulgence in his tone.

"I'm still in Mocheng, I want to know... where is his... Mr. Mu's grave." Leng Ruofei said with all her courage. She knew it was very presumptuous, but she had no better way, just like a drowning person, grabbing something and thinking it would be her life-saving straw.

"Sure." Xiao Yiyang answered readily. He didn't expect that she would not leave, but would take the initiative to call and look for him.

"Where are you? If it's convenient, I'll pick you up now." Xiao Yiyang had already started the car.

"Now?" Leng Ruofei sat up from the bed. Although he didn't change his clothes, he was still a little caught off guard.

"Yes, there will be someone from the Mu family during the day."

Xiao Yiyang was right. If we went to the cemetery during the day, we would definitely run into Mu Lao's family, or media reporters, etc. There was no guarantee that what happened during the day would not happen again.

"..." Leng Ruofei hesitated for a moment, then got off the bed neatly: "Okay, thank you for your help. I will pay you."

"address."

"This is..." Leng Ruofei hesitated. She didn't want to tell strangers where she lived, especially since this apartment was given to her by Mu Liangsheng.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Xiao Yiyang raised his eyebrows and said, "I'll wait for you at the entrance of the court on Renmin Road, in the same car you took during the day."

"Okay, thank you Mr. Xiao! Twenty minutes later."

When she walked out of the apartment to get a taxi, she realized that it was getting late. The property management service here was very considerate, and the security guard personally called a taxi for her and sent her to the car.

Her eyes became moist, not because of the security guard's hospitality, but because Mu Liangsheng had thought so carefully for her and chosen such a living environment with such humanistic care and services as an aristocratic butler.

——Please collect!