"Go somewhere with me."


    Qiao Minyuan left work early and came to Qin Jialuo''s office. Qin Jialuo was very relaxed after the experiment.


    "Well, where to? You''ll know when you go. "


    Qin Jialuo saw Qiao Minyuan wearing a black suit, even the shirt is black, although the background is very handsome, but it is somewhat depressed.


    Qin Jialuo grabbed the bag on the table and wanted to go.


    "Wait a minute, change your clothes."


    Qin Jialuo wore a knitted pink dress, and the off white coat set off a very popular color. Qiao Minyuan handed over a long black coat.


    "What''s the matter?"


    "Put them on first."


    As Maybach drove away from the busy urban area, the surrounding environment became more and more quiet. Qiao Minyuan didn''t speak all the way, and the atmosphere in the car was more mysterious than that outside the window.


    Qiao Minyuan finally parked his car in front of a cemetery and took out a handful of off white lilies in the trunk.


    "Minyuan, who shall we come to see?"


    Qiao Minyuan didn''t answer, and Qin Jialuo didn''t ask any urgent questions. He followed Qiao Minyuan all the time. Although it was spring, there was still some cold on the hillside. Qin Jialuo couldn''t help wrapping up the collar of his black coat.


    Qiao Minyuan came to a very clean cemetery and stopped. There were tributes in front of the tombstone. It can be seen that people often clean it carefully.


    "Fang Wan."


    Qin Jialuo unconsciously read the words on the tombstone, but was stunned when she saw her son Qiao Guanghao and Qiao min Yuanli.


    No wonder this person looks familiar. Qin Jialuo saw her picture in Qiao''s backyard.


    Qiao min replaced the lily in his arms with the withered wild flowers in front of the tombstone.


    The two bowed deeply.


    "Her name is Fang Wan. She''s my mother. Today is her death day."


    Qiao Minyuan, who didn''t speak in the afternoon, opened his mouth gently, and his words were full of cold.


    "Mom is beautiful."


    Looking at the photos on the tombstone, Qin Jialuo can''t help sighing about the power of genes. This woman named Fang Wan looks a little similar to Qiao min.


    "Mom, her name is Qin Jialuo, do you remember? I told you before, we''re married. "


    "Hello, mom. I''m sorry I''m coming to see you now. My name is Qin Jialuo. I''m min yuan''s wife. I''ll take good care of him for you."


    Qin Jialuo looks at Qiao Minyuan and reaches for Qiao Minyuan''s hand.


    They cleaned the front of Fang Wan''s screen. While sitting in front of the screen to have a rest, Qin Jialuo leaned gently on Qiao Minyuan''s shoulder.


    "Minyuan, mothers will protect us."


    Qin Jialuo''s mothers also include Li Tian. Today, she accompanied Qiao min to see Fang Wan. Qin Jialuo unconsciously thought of Li Tian.


    "Second young master, you are here."


    An old man with gray hair walked to Qiao Minyuan tremblingly.


    "Uncle Han."


    Qiao Minyuan got up and helped the old man.


    "Min yuan, I''ve come to see your mother again. My wife will be very happy to know that you are so filial. Who is this?"


    Uncle Han''s eyes are not very good. When he approaches, he sees Qin Jialuo standing beside Qiao Minyuan.


    "Uncle Han, this is my wife, Qin Jialuo."


    "Hello, uncle Han."


    Qin Jialuo slightly bent down to show respect, but I don''t know if I read it wrong. There was a trace of consternation on Uncle Han''s face, but when Qin Jialuo raised her head, uncle Han had changed into a happy expression.


    "Uncle Han was my mother''s former driver. Since my mother died, he volunteered to accompany my mother."


    Qiao Minyuan explained to Qin Jialuo, but Qin Jialuo always felt that uncle Han was afraid of her coming.


    "The second daughter-in-law is really beautiful."


    Qin Jialuo smiles.


    Three people exchanged greetings for a while. Uncle Han asked Qiao Minyuan to go to his hut and find a letter that had been overstocked for a long time.


    Taking advantage of Qiao min''s absence, uncle Han stares at Qin Jialuo all the time. He sees that Qin Jialuo''s back is chilly.


    "Uncle Han? What''s the matter? "


    "Young granny, what do you do?"


    "I opened a laboratory called Xiangsheng. Uncle Han, you can come to me if you have anything."


    Qin Jialuo handed a business card. Uncle Han carefully put it in his coat pocket tomorrow. Qin Jialuo always feels that there is always a force pulling her, and she also feels that uncle Han will come to her.


    "Uncle Han, this one?"


    When Qiao Minyuan came back, uncle Han took a look at Qin Jialuo. There was an indescribable meaning in his eyes. It seemed that he had made a secret decision.


    "Well, min yuan, some things have passed for a long time, and your mother certainly doesn''t want you to know them, but Uncle Han will remember every day that this is for the little grandmother. If the little grandmother decides to face them with you after seeing it, then you will know."Uncle Han then turned and left, as if knowing that Qiao min would catch up with him. The hunchbacked old man turned his back and shook his head.


    What should come is what should come.


    Qin Jialuo was holding the yellowing envelope. She could see that it had been carefully preserved for a long time. The beautiful handwriting of the woman on the envelope was still clearly visible.


    Two people return to Qiao''s home, Qin Jialuo shut himself in the study of the second floor suite, carefully opened the envelope.


    Qiao Minyuan has been standing in the living room, staring out of the window, like a prisoner waiting for judgment.


    When Qin Jialuo opened the door, the envelope had been put away by her.


    Qin Jialuo approaches Qiao Minyuan, pulls him to sit down on the sofa and leans on Qiao Minyuan''s shoulder. Qiao Minyuan clearly feels that a drop of warm liquid has soaked his cotton pajamas and burned them on his shoulder.


    "Min yuan, tell me how my mother died?"


    "My father said it was suicide, but neither my elder brother nor I saw the situation at that time. I don''t know. I was young at that time."


    "What about dad and Aunt May? What''s the matter with them? "


    "I can''t remember clearly. I only remember that my mother held me and cried every day at that time. It was more than ten years ago. At that time, she came with good news."


    Qin Jialuo was stunned for a moment, slightly frowned and breathed.


    "Min yuan, I think I should tell you the letter from Fang Wan''s mother."


    Qiao Minyuan''s eyes brightened and then darkened.


    "Go ahead."


    Qiao Minyuan wanted to know how his mother died a long time ago. The only person Fang Wan met before she died was Uncle Han. However, uncle Han refused to tell him and asked Qiao Dajian again. Qiao Dajian always criticized him. Later, Qiao Minyuan stopped asking, but now things are coming and he has to face them.


    "Minyuan, Fang Wan''s mother said she''s sorry for you and big brother. She doesn''t know how to tell you that she has divorced her father, but she still loves you."


    Qin Jialuo didn''t understand why Fang Wan wanted uncle han to show her this at first. But Qin Jialuo studied the content carefully. She found that Fang Wan''s mother said that she divorced Qiao Dajian, but she would not commit suicide if she was willing to be a happy single mother. So the first thing Qin Jialuo did was to ask Qiao Minyuan''s mother How did you die.


    After hearing Qiao Minyuan''s answer, Qin Jialuo knew that Fang Wan''s mother''s death was not so simple. Maybe this is what uncle Han wanted to tell her, but why did he tell her instead of Qiao Minyuan?