The cemetery was so cold that she couldn't sleep much in the past two years. She often dreamed of the eldest lady who had died long ago, and Master Qiao.

There are even Fang Ya and Fang Lan.

There are three hundred and sixty days in a year, and she cannot live in peace for three hundred nights.

So, when Josnian drove his car in the cemetery, she opened her eyes wide with fright and almost fainted!

She held an umbrella and looked at it several times. When she confirmed that it was Josnian's car, her beating heart calmed down a little.

Josnian turned off the car lights, held an umbrella and got out of the driver's seat.

Because it was night, he felt a little chilly, even a little inhumane.

With his leather shoes hitting the ground, he walked up to Butler Tang and said, "It's Qingming Festival."

Butler Tang looked at Josnian carefully. He didn't say anything for a long time, his mouth wide open.

It's Master Qiao.

She was not wrong.

Josnian is still the same, except that his appearance is thinner and more mature, nothing else has changed.

After a long time, she regained her composure and nodded vigorously: "Yes, Master Qiao, you, when did you come back? They... they all said you were gone..."

"Do you want me to be here or not? Hmm?"

"Of course I hope you are well. In the past two years, I have been guarding the cemetery conscientiously, especially during the Qingming Festival and Memorial Day. I thought that one day you would come back." Butler Tang was very excited.

"Finally, I have finally waited for this day."

"Do you still remember what happened two years ago?"

"This...remember." Butler Tang's eyelids drooped.

"Speaking of which, I haven't settled the debt with you two years ago." Josnian's voice was dull and cruel, "Qin Shien brought Jia Qi to the cemetery, why didn't you call me

Telephone."

"Qiao, Mr. Qiao... It's been so long... At that time... They held me down and didn't let me make a phone call... You know Mr. Qin's people are very powerful. They all have guns. How dare I

Call... Mr. Qiao, it's been so long, do you still want to settle accounts with me... In the past two years, I have also received retribution. I am in very bad health. I often have nightmares and insomnia. When it rains, I feel all over my body.

It all hurts... I have already suffered retribution..."

Butler Tang didn't expect that Josnian would settle old scores with her, and he still remembered it so clearly.

She was shivering a little and very cold.

"Don't you deserve the retribution you suffered?" Josnian glanced at her indifferently and said nothing more.

He passed her and walked towards the cemetery.

Josnian walked into the rain alone. He was still alone.

The cemetery was clean and spotless, and the sacrificial fruits and flowers were exactly the same, but it was still a bit eerie and cold here.

Butler Tang followed up: "Master Qiao, I have already made sacrifices as usual. I clean the cemetery every day and never leave it."

Josnian stood in front of Qin Qing's tomb, his thin lips pursed tightly, and his eyes were dark and dark, like surging waves.

"Master Qiao, you... where have you been in the past two years... How are you doing? A few days ago, the eldest lady asked me in a dream, asking me how you were doing... I don't know anything, I just

He said you are living a good life, and young Master Chengfan is also doing well."

Josnian didn't answer any of her questions.

"Master Qiao, why didn't you come back last year..."

The rain fell on the edge of the umbrella and flowed down quickly.
Chapter completed!