Thinking of this, Fu Minghan felt a tightness in his chest once again.
Wanwan still didn't trust him after all.
Fu Minghan stood up, left the office, and took the elevator downstairs.
He drove towards the Su Group. Su Zhicheng was not at the company.
He was on the mountain.
Lan Jingzhi's tombstone had been destroyed and needed to be remade.
The new tombstone was ready today, and he did not wish to entrust the task to anyone else.
He personally came to the mountain.
As the bodyguard was digging the pit, he squatted down, gazing at the woman on the tombstone.
The more he looked, the more his heart ached.
"Jingzhi, I seem to have become the kind of person you hated the most. What should I do?"
"Do you know who destroyed your tomb? Now all the evidence points to Qin Wan, that lively and cute young girl you spoke of. Over the years, there have been several times when I looked at her and inexplicably thought of you."
