After I went bankrupt, the school beauty became a CEO and wanted to support me?

"Do your legs hurt after being outside for so long?"

Song Wanbai lifted up his trouser legs without saying anything, "Let me show you."

"It doesn't hurt."

Looking at his missing half leg, Chen Yanguo felt calm and said, "I'm used to wearing it."

Song Wanbai put the prosthesis aside, rubbed his hands to warm them up, slowly covered them, and kneaded them gently:

"You..."

A light scolding.

Love and warmth slowly flowed between the two people.

This moment seems like the end of time.

……

on Monday.

The weather is calm and sunny.

Unlike the workers who went straight to the city center to work hard, Chen Shu and Su Qingwan went in the opposite direction.

As the vehicle gradually drove away, the number of vehicles around it gradually decreased.

There was even only one car left.

He expressed his feelings about the vast forest before him and said with emotion:

"It's a great place to kill and rob."

Su Qingwan, who was watching the news on the tablet, silently shifted her gaze and fixed her eyes on Chen Shu.

On the tablet, a thick, enlarged headline read: Woman murdered and dumped in forest, her boyfriend missing, crime details revealed

Speak of Cao Cao, and here comes Cao Cao!

A sudden chill ran down Chen Shu's spine.

It turns out that talking big is not a good thing!

Chen Shu smiled awkwardly.

Su Qingwan looked away and lowered her head to scroll past the news.

Another forty minutes later.

They arrived at the cemetery.

The cemetery is located halfway up the mountain, facing a large, shimmering lake in the distance.

The scenery is beautiful.

An absolute Feng Shui treasure land.

If you ignore the rows of tombstones on the hillside, you would just think they are out for a trip.

"wait for me."

Chen Shuo walked around to the trunk of the car, took out a suitcase, and picked up two bouquets of flowers. He handed one of them to Su Qingwan.

"Okay, let's go see grandma."

Su Qingwan looked at the white chrysanthemum handed to her by Chen Shuo, and then looked at the suitcase at his feet.

She knew that Chen Shu had gone to Song Wanbai's place yesterday and that he was carrying this suitcase when he came back. She thought it was something Song Wanbai bought for him, but now it seemed that—

No?

Walking on the road, Su Qingwan heard the clattering sound of the suitcase wheels rolling.

"What's in it?"

"secret."

Chen Shu smiled mysteriously.

Pulling the suitcase in one hand and holding Su Qingwan's hand firmly in the other, he walked towards grandma's tombstone with familiarity.

"You'll find out soon."

Choi Soo Soo.

It is the name of Su Qingwan’s grandmother.

Xiuxiu, a gentle and well-educated name, but it refers to a woman who is illiterate, has bound feet and has lived in poverty all her life.

The photo on the tombstone is the only photo of her when she was young.

But it was already so mottled that the face could not be seen clearly.

"Grandma, I'm here to see you."

Su Qingwan was dressed in black today, with her long hair tied behind her head, looking solemn and dignified.

At this moment, she stood in front of Cui Xiuxiu, looking at the photo on the tombstone with sore eyes.

She placed the white chrysanthemum that Chen Shudi had given her in front of the tombstone, took out a tissue and gently wiped the dust off the tombstone, speaking softly as she wiped.

"I came here with Chen Shuo."

"Are you worried about why I always come to see you alone?"

"Don't worry now, we're both here together."

Chen Shuo also placed the white chrysanthemum in his hand in front of the tombstone, and echoed Su Qingwan's words with a smile:

"Grandma, I'm Chen Shu. I'm here to see you again."

"Qingwan and I came together this time, so you can rest assured."

"You must be at ease, otherwise Qingwan will be worried about you and won't be able to sleep well at night."

Su Qingwan raised her hand and patted Chen Shu: "Don't say anything that will make grandma worry."

"I'm telling the truth! And grandma likes honest children." Chen Shuo muttered in retort, "Ms. Su Qingwan, do you want grandma to hate me?"

"Crooked."

Su Qingwan glared at him.

Chen Shu smiled brightly.

Then he said caringly: "You must have something you want to say to grandma alone. I'm going to walk around for a while. Remember to call me when you're done. I also have something to say to grandma."