"We're here, let's get out of the car." Beiming Han forced himself to suppress his heartache, got out first, then turned around and extended his hand to her.
Gu Qingxin didn't even glance at his hand, she got out of the car on her own.
The evening cemetery was a bit chilly, the wind blew, messing up Gu Qingxin's long hair.
"You..." Gu Qingxin frowned at him, wanting to ask why he brought her here, but in the end, she didn't ask.
Beiming Han came over wanting to hold her hand, Gu Qingxin quickly dodged, turned around, "Let's go."
Beiming Han felt a bit regretful, he was still a bit slow in his action...
He walked ahead, and Gu Qingxin followed, with the bodyguards following behind them for protection.
The two walked one after the other into the cemetery, passing by row after row of tombstones, finally reaching a clearing. Beiming Han turned back, looked at her with worry for a moment, then walked in.
