A Star Reborn: The Queen’s Return

Xia Wei did not want to meet him.

The fate of this fate has long since ended, she can't wait to go as far as he can.

However, the opposite is true for Zhai Ziheng, who cherishes every inch of time with her. "You look a little depressed, didn't you sleep well last night?" He got up and walked slowly toward her, but let her back on guard.

So he stopped and looked down at her as if to show her face into the depths of her eyes. Xia Wei was uncomfortable with him, and even his voice was a little tight: "I came to you to talk about the baby's burial. Yan Ziheng, the Feng Shui master in your family, did you choose a graveyard for him?" ?"

Zhai Ziheng said slowly and softly: "It’s just a little baby who has only lived for 100 days. The death is dead. Don’t be too sad. Take care of yourself, don’t drag your body.” He didn’t want to go straight to her with her. Because he understands that today, Xiaoxiao came over to talk about the little baby. Once solved, he will not hesitate to leave. He wants to see her more.

Xia Wei is anxious: "Did you choose a graveyard for him?"

Zhai Ziheng said: "Now Yong'an Village, from the place where the city is ten miles away, the scenery is beautiful, the cemetery is also very beautiful." h city and s city are adjacent, but also separated by a lot of distance, driving back and forth, one day not enough.

Xia Wei is very distressed: "What do you do for him so far away? No." The little baby is alone, where is lonely, even if she wants to see him, she can't come often.

Zhai Ziheng said: "Now there will be no feng shui in the home."

"He wasn't your child, how could you lose your family's feng shui?" Xia Yan was so upset. "You never like him. Even if he is dead, he must bully him and bury it so far." local."

Yan Ziheng’s voice is slow, but with a hint of ruthlessness: “Why should I like him? Xiaoxi, I can’t wait to smear him, take apart every cell in his body, and put you and the gene of Li Lei. It’s completely separated.” When he said it, he smiled slightly. “Don’t you not love me? Are you not threatening to give birth to a child? Now I’m self-confident, I can’t get pregnant anymore, I’m happy not to see the second one. Little cockroach."

Under his words, Xia Wei was crumbling.

She said weakly: "I am coming today, not to turn over these old accounts with you. Can you bury your child to a little closer?"

"No." There is no room for change in the words of Zhai Ziheng. "No matter what the pedigree of this little breed, he is nominally a child of my son. He must abide by the rules of the family." In fact, this matter is fundamentally The rules are irrelevant. There are several cemeteries in the city with good feng shui, which do not conflict with the ancestral graves of the ancestors. However, Zhai Ziheng did not adopt it, and specially circled a place far away from the city, just to let Xia Yan not often go to see.

He couldn't stand the flesh of her miss with other men.

Xia Wei lowered his eyes and asked softly: "I want to be closer to him. Can you help me?" Only when it comes to important people, she will pray so humblely.

Zhai Ziheng’s heart is a bit stinging, but it’s hard to say: “No.”

"He is not your child." She finally couldn't help but uncover the scar.

The anger of the scorpion's heart rushed up: "Yes, he is not my child, do you want me to tell others?"

Xia Xi bites her lip and does not speak. She understands that the reason why Zhai Ziheng will keep the child's life secret is not to think about Li Lei, but only for the man's self-respect. Even letting him tell anyone about this matter is a damage to her self-respect, and it is not much different from telling Li Lei.

Then he might as well tell Li Lei directly.

This is the result that Xia Wei did not want to see.

She accepted the facts silently.

In the depths of his eyes, he showed a satisfactory expression, and the voice softened again: "I chose the best place for Feng Shui in the cemetery, and invited the master to engrave the tombstone. The funerary objects and the Fuyin soil are all selected. Best of all, his spirit in heaven can rest in peace."

"I want to give him a few more things." Xia Wei said softly.

Zhai Ziheng looked at her quietly.

"Can't you?" She was a little embarrassed. "Zi Ziheng, I am his mother."

"It's not impossible," said Zi Ziheng's eyes as if she wanted to pierce her. The sound was mild and unquestionable. "Just, with the traces of Li Lei, no."

Her eyes are a little bit bleak.

Originally, her heart was filled with a small abacus, and Li Lei also put two things as funeral, so that the child would always remember his biological father. But Yan Ziheng saw it at a glance.

"Zi Ziheng, you are too worried." Her voice was dry.

"Who is it?" He said slowly, "Oh, I know that you are coming today. I have been preparing from yesterday, cleaning up and down the villa, trimming the garden, just to let you see it. The most beautiful appearance. Even if this is the case, you can't keep you. For more than ten years of feelings, you said that you have changed your mind."

She shook her head and didn't want to pull him over. He is too stubborn, and he can't listen to what others say. "After another fourteen days, it is the day of burial. We will see you at that time."

She got up and said goodbye.

Zhai Ziheng sent silence.

She walked out of the living room on the first floor, stood under the porch, and saw Li Lei standing outside the garden gate not far away. The red wall covered with ivy was squatting behind him. The leaves and plants that had just been trimmed were beautiful, the sun was warm and gentle. Hit it down and reflect his heart-warming side face.

His eyes kept looking at the porch side, saw her out, and stood up straight.

Xia Wei took a few steps before he wanted to meet him.

Who knows, Zizi Heng suddenly called softly: "Small."

Xia Wei went back to the place without knowing it.

Zhai Ziheng reached out and gently licked the dust that did not exist on her long hair. The voice was very gentle: "The door here is open for you at any time."

Her look was a bit stiff, step back and leave.

Over there, Li Lei’s original casual look has changed - under the porch, that man and woman are like a painting, like a couple of heavenly matches. Although, he knew that Zizi Heng was deliberate, he told himself not to be angry, but his face still brought a hint of depression.

He stepped forward and pulled up Xia Wei’s hand and took her to his car.

The car went all the way back, and in the carriage, Xia Wei was immersed in the sorrow that the child was about to be buried in the distance, and Li Lei was immersed in the picture in front of the porch, and both of them were thoughtful and no one spoke.