Guide to Divorce in Wealthy Families

Chapter45

Qin Chun stayed at the project construction site until two o'clock in the afternoon. After confirming that everything went smoothly with the resumption of work, she finally left Taohuayuan Town.

Before leaving, she took some pictures and short videos of the bustling construction site.

Sister Qi and Zhao Nanshan left in the company's car, while she got into her own car and drove west all the way to Tong'an Cemetery on the western outskirts of Anzhou. Three years ago, during the Lantern Festival, Qin Chengshan died in a car accident on his way out and left her and Yu Shuyuan forever. He was buried in this cemetery.

Half an hour later, a continuous stretch of green mountains came into view.

The breath of early spring had quietly arrived. Looking around, the original dark green of the cemetery had been covered with a light layer of freshness. Tombstones were hidden among the lush greenery. The dull black and the vibrant green formed a sharp contrast.

At this time, almost no one came to sweep the tombs in the cemetery. Qin Chun parked her car and first went to the cemetery management center.

There were not many people in the office hall, and they were all elderly. They sat together, chatting while cracking melon seeds. As soon as they saw Qin Chun, a tall and thin old man immediately came up to her and greeted her (enthusiastically), "Hey, Miss Qin. I thought you should be coming today. Sure enough, you're here. Why, are you alone?"

"Yes, my mother is ill. I'm here to pay my respects." Qin Chun handed over the fruits and food she had prepared. "Uncle Huang, thank you for taking care of my father these days. Thank you very much."

"Miss Qin, you're always so polite. Thank you," Uncle Huang was very happy. "I will go to your father's tomb every day to have a look. Anyway, I have to patrol, so it's just a convenient thing to do. Do you need help carrying anything? Let's go. I'll accompany you up there."

Qin Chun had indeed brought a lot of things. It was a relief that Uncle Huang was willing to help, saving her from having to make several trips up and down.

On both sides of the bluestone steps were lush pine and cypress trees. From time to time, birds flew by, and a few "chirping" sounds could be heard, making the cemetery seem even more secluded. As she climbed the steps, black - and - white photos on the tombstones flashed before her eyes. Uncle Huang was talking about the gossip and trifles of these new and old tombs, and his buzzing voice lingered in her ears, but Qin Chun couldn't hear anything. She just mechanically responded a few times, and her mind gradually went blank.

Soon they arrived at the tomb. Uncle Huang placed the offerings for the memorial one by one in front of the tombstone. He also thoughtfully placed a small folding stool for her. Finally, he tactfully said, "Miss Qin, then I'll leave first. If you need anything, come to the management center and call me."

Qin Chun nodded.

The footsteps gradually faded away, leaving her alone on the small platform.

Qin Chun squatted down halfway, took out the handkerchief she had prepared, and carefully wiped the photo on the tombstone. These familiar eyebrows and eyes, this solemn expression... Everything was like yesterday. Qin Chun could even clearly recall the strong arms and hearty laughter when Qin Chengshan lifted her above his head when she was a child. Suddenly, the tangible father had become such a thin piece of paper, sealed in this cold stone.

"Dad, Mom is fine. She just has a cold, so I didn't let her come."

"I had a big fight with uncle. You would side with me, right?"

"Mu Yun is very kind to me. Don't worry. He can't make it today because he's abroad. You won't blame him, right? Surely not. After all, he was the one you chose yourself."

...

Qin Chun placed the offerings for the memorial while chatting with Qin Chengshan, just like the countless conversations they had had before.

She had always had a good relationship with her parents. The only conflict was when she was in love five years ago. Zhou Ziyi formally visited her family. However, because Qin Chengshan mocked the gifts Zhou Ziyi brought and alluded to the poverty of Zhou Ziyi's hometown town, they completely fell out. Zhou Ziyi stormed out, and Qin Chun had a big fight with Qin Chengshan.

Qin Chun still clearly remembered what Qin Chengshan had said at that time.

"Xiaoyu, if he can't even bear my mockery, during the long marriage, he will hear more unpleasant words. Do you think you two will be happy?"

"I admit that he is indeed excellent as an individual and loves you very much, but he is extremely proud in his bones and values his face more than anything else. In that case, his numerous relatives will be a headache for you all your life, and his mother is an even bigger problem. Why should you suffer such grievances?"

"Fine, I'll take a step back. If he can come to my door again for you and greet me with a smile, I can consider changing my view. But I can see through it. He can't."

...

Later, as Qin Chengshan had expected, Zhou Ziyi was still gentle and considerate to her, but no matter how much she coaxed him softly, he refused to set foot in the Qin family again, and he didn't want to hear her mention her parents at all.

Later, something happened, and as Qin Chengshan had hit the nail on the head, she and Zhou Ziyi broke up.

After this relationship ended, she lost her expectation for love and threw herself wholeheartedly into her career. Instead, Yu Shuyuan became worried and arranged several blind dates for her, but she refused them all.

Finally, part of the reason for agreeing to marry Xiao Bingyang was that Xiao Bingyang was the ideal son - in - law personally selected by Qin Chengshan. She really wanted to see if her father, who had seen through Zhou Ziyi at a glance, could accurately judge Xiao Bingyang this time.

As it turned out, Qin Chengshan was wrong.

Look, you said that I wouldn't be happy with Zhou Ziyi. Now, am I happy with Xiao Bingyang like this? I made a mistake once, and you made a mistake once. Let's not be the pot calling the kettle black.

The words in Qin Chun's mind circled around her lips and got stuck in her throat.

Forget it. Let's just pretend that everything is fine. What if Qin Chengshan could really hear her words in the afterlife? Would he be so angry that he would jump out of the grave to settle scores with Xiao Bingyang?

She wanted to laugh a little, but her smile froze halfway, and her eyes became hot as if some liquid was about to flow out.