"Let's go." Wen Ruoshui looked at him and said seriously, "Sixth Brother, if you still treat me as your second sister-in-law, you're not allowed to come and cause trouble for him in the future."
Huo Ci was so angry that his face twisted and his body trembled involuntarily. "Second Sister-in-law, what do you mean? Are you giving up just like that? Jun Shiyan won't see anyone. Do you believe his words?"
Wen Ruoshui's eyes were as calm as water. She nodded. "I believe you. Don't cause trouble again in the future."
"Okay." Huo Ci's eyes were filled with tears as he squeezed out the word and turned to leave.
On the day of Yan Yuanfei's funeral, the weather that had been gloomy for several days suddenly cleared up. The sun was shining brightly and there were no clouds in the sky.
After everyone had left, Wen Ruoshui remained alone at the grave for a long, long time until a thin figure approached her.
