"Please, President Xu, go back." Cenhuan knelt in front of the tombstone and spoke to Xu Feng in a cold voice.
This place doesn't need his disgusting, cheap sympathy. Moreover, his presence here is even dirtying this land.
Xu Feng, who was pushed down to the ground by Cenhuan, heard her words, and it felt like a knife was stabbing his heart, sending waves of pain.
He looked at Cenhuan over there, wiping the tombstone, and the pain in his heart made his chest feel heavy.
Xu Feng looked at the flowers that Cenhuan had thrown beside him. Because of her actions just now, the petals had already scattered all over the ground.
Cenhuan hadn't expected to see this man here. The thought of him being here made her hand suddenly clench tightly.
Since he had let go of her hand and left with that woman, he no longer had the qualifications to stand here.
"Huanhuan, I..." He just wanted to see her...
"President Xu!!!"
