Wen Muqing!
He was actually here!
And Wen Muqing seemed to have heard her footsteps, turning around to look in her direction.
Their gazes suddenly met in the air.
Ren Chuqing hesitated for a moment, but eventually continued walking towards Wen Gufeng's tombstone.
After all, this might be her last visit.
It wouldn't be long before her health deteriorated further; whether she would still be able to walk by then was questionable.
Arriving at the tombstone, Ren Chuqing set down the basket she was carrying and took out a bunch of fresh flowers she had bought from the flower shop on her way, placing them in front of the grave.
"Why are you here?" Wen Muqing's cold voice suddenly rang out.
"I just suddenly wanted to pay my respects to Uncle Wen. Once I'm done, I'll leave. I won't disturb you," Ren Chuqing said.
"You being here is a disturbance," Wen Muqing said coldly.
