"According to the report sent back from the front...the emperor shareholders have arrived one after another."

"The shareholders' meeting has entered the countdown... As a multinational enterprise, the Emperor and his influence on Luocheng, this shareholders' meeting has attracted widespread attention from all walks of life..."

"There is news that Mr. Chen still acts inconspicuously... For the battle between normal shareholders, when the old lady of the Gu family is still in a coma, who will win or lose?"

"Grandma Gu's coma is said to be related to this shareholders' meeting... Just imagine, no matter who wins or loses in the competition between her son and grandson, it is the old man who pays the bill!"

“…”

Media from all sides seized the points of their news specialization and began to make targeted remarks, so that this day... made people in Luocheng unwilling to do their own things and all paid attention to the progress of the Emperor's shareholders' meeting.

Jian Mo endured for a long time at the beginning of the shareholders' meeting, but still couldn't help but send a text message to Gu Beichen...

Mo'er: I don't know what our ending will be, but... A Chen, you will always be the man who can give me strong arms. I love you, never stop...even at the moment when life ends!

Gu Beichen's feet arrived at the door of the conference room. Looking at Jian Mo's text message, his eagle eyes instantly narrowed.

Mr. Gu: Loving yourself is the best way to interpret love me.

Tears fell inadvertently...

Even though they are in love, they have to experience separation from life and death... Is it true that she and Gu Beichen are like this?

Jian Mo hung his hands weakly, walked to the side of the road, took a taxi, "cemetery."

The driver looked at the back seat through the rearview mirror, responded, and drove the car to the cemetery...

News about the Emperor's shareholders' meeting came from the radio. The driver spoke while waiting for the traffic light: "The Emperor's affairs are a big deal this time..."

"Yeah!" Jian Mo responded politely.

"Mrs. Gu, what do you think?"

Jian Mo frowned slightly, feeling a little amused about her current popularity.

"I believe in him!" Jian Mo said lightly.

The driver was obviously a little surprised, and looked at Jian Mo from the rearview mirror for a long time and couldn't react...

‘Didi--’

The sound of a loud horn came from behind. Seeing that the green light had already occurred, the driver hurriedly started the car.

"I didn't expect you to trust Mr. Chen so much..." the driver said with a smile.

"He is my husband!" Jian Mo said lightly, and turned his head and looked out the window without saying anything.

The sun is so hot that it is about to burn people, and you can see the heat rising from the perspective of your sight.

Occasionally, the wind blew, which brought the unique cold breath of the cemetery to dispel the heat waves.

"Dad, mom..." Jian Mo sat next to the tombstone, leaning his face on it, "I miss you so much."

Jian Mo smiled self-deprecatingly, and was silent for a long time before speaking: "I don't know what I want to do...I don't know whether to hate it, but no matter what, I don't seem to have a reason to persist. What should I do?"

"Dad, you told me before that life is not long, don't put some unnecessary shackles on yourself..." Jian Mo's eyes were a little red, "But what should I do to ignore your departure?"

Tears burned my cheeks, and sadness spread out from the corners of my mouth.

"I can't hold on..." Jian Mo's voice was sobbing, "I want to be cowardly for a while, I don't care about anything, I just want to accompany you..."

...

With the waiting of everyone, the shareholders' meeting became anxious as time elongated.

The reporters were waiting in panic on the outside. Today's meeting determined the turmoil in the Emperor's stock market. For some people... it was a competition for money.

"It's been three hours..." Someone said anxiously when he looked at the time.

"Wait, anyway, there will definitely be a result today."

"Oh, it's just waiting to make people anxious..."

In the hot sun, the media is anxious.

In the conference room, the atmosphere was indeed so serious that it made people feel like they were sitting on ice, restless.

Gu Beichen's cold and stern face was not a single expression. From beginning to end, it seemed that the atmosphere in the conference room had nothing to do with him...even the topic of the conference discussed could not be controlled by him.

This kind of demeanor and momentum alone is no longer comparable to some people.

Jian Heng's mouth was cold and looked at Chu Zixiao from time to time...

Chu Zixiao lowered his eyes from beginning to end, and no one could see or guess what he was thinking?

"Mr. Chen..." Xiao Jing shouted softly and handed the phone to Gu Beichen.

Everyone's eyes fell on Gu Beichen in an instant, and they all thought in their hearts that Xiao Jing must let Gu Beichen see what important things are now.

Gu Beichen lowered his eyes calmly. When he saw the text message...but in an instant, his face changed slightly.

Gu Mohuai and Jian Heng exchanged glances, and looked at Gu Beichen again without knowing it...

When we looked again, Gu Beichen had regained his calmness, as if... the momentary change just now was just dazzled.

And such tension forms a strong contrast with the calm in the cemetery...

"Mom, am I so willful, aren't you responsible for the milk bag?" Jian Mo kept saying, and tears kept falling. "But, in order to live, I not only let A Chen bear the criticism, but even the milk bag..."

Sucking his nose, Jian Mo's tears became even more fierce. "Even if they don't mind, I can't face others' backbone behind their father and son."

"How can I bear to see these things? I don't want to leave my breasts and gossip behind me, so I can't bear to see anyone embarrass A Chen... I love them, so I hope they are all good... Even if they are not perfect, at least, minimize the damage!"

Jian Mo smiled, even though she smiled ugly, "So, it's my departure in the end, which is the best thing, right?"

When he said this, Jian Mo smiled extremely brightly...

In the sun, the light reflects beautiful colors on the tears.

Such a smile is relief and beautiful...

Jian Mo turned his head and kissed the tombstone, "Dad, Mom... Please forgive my cowardice. Only by giving up is the best start. I love you and I also love that man named Gu Beichen, and the milk bag!"

The farewell words are to say with a smile and cry bitterly.

But none of these are enough to let Jian Mo express his mood at this moment.

That's it...

very good!

Jian Mo walked down one step at a time, looked at the gate of the cemetery and slowly wiped away his tears, "A Chen, you said... time can heal everything."

Taking a deep breath, Jian Mo smiled self-deprecatingly and continued to lift her feet down...

"Jian Mo?"

Suddenly, a voice came from one side, with surprise, but it was hard to hide the elegance and gentleness of his voice.

Jian Mo looked at the sound from the place... When she saw the person standing in the sun, she frowned slightly.

The man smiled at Jian Mo, "Don't remember me?"

Jian Mo's eyes lit up instantly, "It's you?"
Chapter completed!