Wang Lin called the door of the villa，So Xia Jian’s jeep drove directly to the door of Wang Lin’s small courtyard。Women go out more slowly，Xia Jian has a deep understanding of this。When he knocked on the door to enter，Wang Lin is still dressing up。
Actually, with Wang Lin’s pretty face，And her eye-catching devil figure，Going out without dressing up will attract a lot of people’s attention。
Don’t look at Wang Lin living abroad，But she still has a special understanding of the domestic customs。She changed into a black dress，Even the coat is made of black mink。
Xia Jian looked at Wang Lin’s charming look，Can’t help but smile and say：“You are like a lady，It looks a bit shocking”
“Make a mistake！No one is married，Where is the lady?，Shut up if you can’t describe it”Wang Lin came over with a smile，Kissed Xia Jian on the cheek。
Xia Jian was shocked，I quickly reached out and touched my face。Wang Lin laughed haha：“I scared you，I didn’t wear lipstick today”
The two talked and laughed and walked out of the villa，In Xia Jian’s jeep。Xia Jian pulls Wang Lin，And bought some offerings for the grave，The two drove to the largest cemetery in Bucheon。
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First2229chapter Worship
The largest public grave in Bucheon is at the foot of Nanshan Mountain，Looks extremely dark。The snow in winter did not melt at all，Let’s add a bit of chill here。
Xia Jian parked the car in the parking lot，Then offer，He Lin walked towards the cemetery one after another。Xia Jian carrying a basket of worship，And Wang Lin is holding a bunch of flowers。
Mr. Xiao’s cemetery Xia Jian has been here many times，So here for him，Not unfamiliar。It’s just the snow in winter that turns the graveyard into a whole white。Xia Jian took a few steps and stopped to discern the direction，Light spent more than ten minutes in the grave，Just walked to Lao Xiao’s grave。
On the only open space in front of Lao Xiao’s tomb，Also occupied by snow。Xia Jian found a branch，Cleared out a clearing。And put all the offerings，He also secretly brought candles and incense，In addition, he also prepared some tickets。
Although Xia Jian doesn’t believe this,，But he sees others doing it，He also learned a little。In short, the living also hope that the dead will live better wherever they are。Of course this is just hope，As for whether there is any，It’s really hard to say。
Wang Lin is standing in front of Lao Xiao’s grave，Eyes slightly closed，Seems to tell Lao Xiao something。Xia Jian lit candles and incense，Squatting in front of the grave and burned a lot of Ming tickets for Old Xiao。He wants the old portraits to be the same，No money will be available nowhere。
Stayed at Lao Xiao’s grave for about an hour，After watching the candles and incense all burn，Only then did Xia Jian pull Wang Lin，The two of them returned to the parking lot feeling heavy。
on the car，Wang Lin suddenly asked Xia Jian：“President Xiao’s death，Is it directly related to the collapse of the startup group?？”
“This one shouldn’t。Old man sick，May never say，It’s late when it’s discovered。So the death of the old man，Is caused by disease”Xia Jian is very objective，On this matter，He never doubted Xiao Xiao。
Wang Lin’s words to Xia Jian，Still quite believe，She didn’t say anything。Xia Jian starts the car，Walked towards the city，Gradually，Wang Lin’s mood slowly improved。