"Okay..." Qiao Yonghui smiled reassuringly, his expression becoming ethereal, as if he was reminiscing about the times of his life.
The mistakes in the past were too outrageous, and he hadn't fully made amends despite trying his entire life.
Jian Xi thought for a moment and said, "This year, you've handled the company well on my behalf, thank you."
"If possible, bury me next to Ah Wan."
"Okay." Jian Xi agreed.
Qiao Yonghui was a bit stunned; he thought Jian Xi wouldn't agree.
"It'll be easier for you to visit the graves in the future, right?" Jian Xi tried to force a smile, but tears uncontrollably fell.
Her feelings towards Qiao Yonghui were indeed very complicated. She used to hate him, then sympathized, and later regarded him as family.
Especially when she was constantly running around for Nan Mufeng, he never asked anything, silently supporting the company for him. Until his body could no longer hold on.
"Xiao Xi, don't cry, the baby in your belly can't be scared."
