Before Xing Jiu 'an could react, the scene in front of him changed again.
It was the manor that she had given to her master.
Even now, there were still many people here.
Everyone liked to go to xing Jiu 'an's grave and chat with her.
Xing Jiu 'an didn't like to be alone. He pretended to be good in front of others, but in fact, he was a little girl who liked to chatter every day.
She would be lonely without anyone to accompany her.
The Huo family had come a few times before, but they were stopped outside each time. After that, they never came again.
Everyone thought that they had given up and did not care about the Huo family.
They didn't do anything to the Huo family, but the other party couldn't come to see their child.
This time, Huo Yunqi was not stopped by anyone.
There were a few drops of blood on his face, and he had a relaxed smile on his face. His eyes were blue and black, and the red veins were obvious. He looked very gloomy.
