"Qishan Cemetery," Mu Anran said as she turned off her phone as well.
Yu Lingqian glanced at it, his gaze flickered, but he said nothing.
Qishan Cemetery, this was not Lu Feng's first visit.
The last time, when Mu Anran was dead drunk, the BOSS also made a visit.
Twenty minutes later, Mu Anran stood in front of her mother's grave.
Because Mu Nancheng would not arrange for someone to take care of it, weeds had grown over the grave over time.
Mu Anran would come here periodically to clean up and then talk to her mother.
This time was no exception.
As she was pulling out weeds, she began, "Mommy, I'm really sorry about last time. Please don't take any of those words to heart; they were just drunken nonsense. I'm doing well now, and I've managed to get into the Director Department I've always dreamed of, so you can rest assured over there."
Her voice was especially gentle, carrying a hint of a girl's coyness, as if her mother were truly standing in front of her:
