Eight o'clock in the morning.
Xiangshan Cemetery.
Under the gloomy sky, a drizzle was falling, although the rain was light, it was so persistent that one would be soaked without an umbrella in no time.
In front of a tombstone stood two men, Li Huai and Shen Yingtian!
Looking at the words carved on the tombstone, "Wife of Shen Yingtian, Yang Ying" made it clear that the girl lying here was Yingying, the childhood sweetheart Shen Yingtian had grown up with.
Today is the anniversary of Yang Ying's death!
There was a picture of Yingying on the tombstone, small and delicate oval face, bright eyes, white teeth, she looked like a piece of beautiful jade, even with a straight face, there were shallow dimples on both sides of her cherry lips.
Such a good girl, gone just like that.
All because of Hei Long!
Li Huai suddenly felt that just sending Hei Long to prison was a bit too lenient a punishment.
