I am Han Sanqian

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Hearing these words, Han Sanqian dared not run, he could only froze in place.

Su Yingxia walked to her side and severely pinched Han Sanqian's waist tender meat, making Han Sanqian gasp from the pain.

"Are you to blame me?" Su Yingxia gritted her teeth, thinking that her voice was heard by other people, she was ashamed to find a hole to go in, which would make her face other people in the family in the future.

"Blam me, blame me, it's all my fault." Han Sanqian can only take the blame, because in his experience, to reason with a woman is a matter of self-destruction.

When Su Yingxia pinched Han Sanqian, she also felt distressed, so she couldn't bear to vent all her grievances on Han Sanqian, and the thing had already happened, and she couldn't go back in time. Besides just bite the bullet and accept it, what other options do she have? ?

"From now on you sleep on the floor and I sleep on the bed." Su Yingxia said.

Han Sanqian bowed his head, this punishment is too serious.

However, Su Yingxia was in anger at this time, and it was useless to entangle this matter, and Han Sanqian believed that after Su Yingxia calmed down, he absolutely couldn't bear to let him sleep on the floor.

"It's all adults, it's not a big deal, don't think too much." Han Sanqian finished speaking, stretched out his hand and continued: "Go, show you the scenery of Yunding Mountain."

"Hmph, haven't I seen it?" Although her mouth was hard, Su Yingxia still stretched out her hand to hold Han Sanqian honestly.

The two of them trot all the way. After reaching the top of the mountain, breathing a violent cold wind, Han Sanqian said, "Grandpa said, go to the grave for Nangong Qianqiu today."

Su Yingxia's expression was stunned when she heard this.

She knew how much Han Sanqian hated Nangong Qianqiu, but she also knew that Han Sanqian would never go against what Han Tianyang said.

"Since the matter is over, as a grandson, you should go and see it." Su Yingxia said.

"Do you think so too?" Han Sanqian looked at the north, his eyes a little helpless.

Su Yingxia quickly changed her conversation and said, "Of course not, she has brought you so much pain, not death can be regarded as nothing happened, but grandpa wants you to do this, are you still going against grandpa's meaning? ?"

Han Sanqian shook his head.

Su Yingxia grabbed Han Sanqian's hand tightly, and continued: "I know you are wronged, or, tonight, I will make you up again. I have other clothes."

Han Sanqian swallowed unconsciously, and suddenly felt that it would not be a big deal to go to the grave for Nangong Qianqiu.

After the morning jog, they returned home, and the group set off toward the Yuncheng Cemetery.

It was the two Audis. As the highest-ranking person in Cloud City, Han Sanqian's travel tool was low-key, but anyone who knew these two cars had respectful eyes.

A very interesting incident happened on the way. Han Sanqian was forcibly stopped while driving, but the driver of the other vehicle seemed to suddenly realize that this Audi was unusual, so he stopped the car and gave Han Sanqian a 90 degree Bowing is like an apology.

After arriving at the cemetery, many people came to the grave today. Among them, there are some rich people. The most eye-catching is a big man wearing a mink coat and a thick gold chain. He looks like a nouveau riche.

The nouveau riche looked at the Audi car with a disdainful expression on his face, but when he saw people walking down the car, he instantly put away his disrespectful attitude.

"Mr. Han, I didn't expect to meet you here." The nouveau riche hurried to Han Sanqian's side, bending slightly and said.

Today, in the Yuncheng business community, almost no one knows Han Sanqian, but he knows very few people, and the nouveau riche in front of him has no impression at all.

"It's not a good thing to meet in a place like this." Han Sanqian said lightly.

The nouveau riche did not dare to laugh easily, but with a serious expression and a little sigh, and said: "Yes, who wants to come to such a place, it is all sad."

This flattery happened to be slapped on the horse's leg. If it was another person, Han Sanqian might be sad, but Nangong Qianqiu, Han Sanqian had never felt this way before.

"This is not a good place to build relationships, you can leave now," Han Sanqian said.

The nouveau riche nodded repeatedly, not daring to say anything, and watched Han Sanqian walk into the cemetery.

After Han Sanqian walked away, a man who looked like a little brother next to the upstart said with disdain: "Brother, who is this kid, he is so bullish, he really doesn't put you in his eyes at all."

From the younger brother's point of view, if this were to be someone else, his elder brother would have been mad, who would dare to be so defiant in front of his elder brother.

"Grass mud horse." The nouveau riche kicked his little brother and said angrily: "If you can't speak, just shut your fucking mouth. Do you know who this is? How dare you call him a kid?"

The little brother looked aggrieved. He originally intended to help the nouveau riche, but he did not expect to be beaten.

"Brother, who is this?" the younger brother asked.

"Who? Han Sanqian, have you heard of it, if you don't know about such a big man, don't hang around in Yuncheng." The upstart said.

When the little brother heard the three words of Han Sanqian, the expression on his face instantly became horrified.

"He... he is Han Sanqian!" The little brother said in shock.

"If you have the luck to see such a big man in this life, this trip is worthwhile, and you can look down upon you in the future," said the upstart.

The little brother nodded, and instantly felt that he had not suffered a loss. If Han Sanqian heard that remark just now, his life might not be saved.

Han Sanqian and his party came to Nangong Qianqiu's tomb. The tombstone was covered with dust after exposure to the sun and rain. Han Tianyang crouched down and wiped the tombstone clean with the towel prepared in the morning.

Han Sanqian stared at this scene blankly. For him, this thing was definitely not something he would do. As for Han Tianyang to do it, he certainly wouldn't stop him.

"Actually, I have forgotten you a long time ago, but I did not expect that you brought me the biggest surprise. The ancestral hall of the Nangong family should have a piece of your spiritual seat." Nangong Bo Ling looked at the tombstone on the Nangong Qianqiu Ji Said a big character.

This sentence caused Han Tianyang’s disdain to smile and said: “I think of her at this time, it’s too late. Although I don’t have much feelings between her and I, after all we have been a husband and wife for so many years, her spiritual position, I will put it in Han's house."

Nangong Boring shrugged and did not refute Han Tianyang's words. He did what he should do. As to whether Han Tianyang accepts it, it is not something he will care about.

For Nangong Boring, the most important thing is whether Han Sanqian is willing to become the head of the Nangong family. If it weren't for Han Sanqian, he would never have appeared in front of Nangong Qianqiu's tomb.

"Three thousand, in a sense, she was abandoned by her own family just like you." Han Tianyang said.

"So she can put the pain she has endured on me?" Han Sanqian said coldly.

Han Tianyang sighed and wanted to dispel Han Sanqian's hatred for Nangong Qianqiu, now it seems unlikely.

Of course, he would not force Han Sanqian to forgive Nangong Qianqiu. After all, he had not experienced Han Sanqian's pain and was not qualified to persuade Han Sanqian to be generous.

"Send Zhuxiang." Han Tianyang said.

Su Yingxia handed three incense sticks to Han Sanqian. Han Sanqian held up to the sky, did not bend down and knelt, and said faintly: "Look in the sky, who can support the Han family? The world can remember, yes I am Han Sanqian, not Han Jun."

After speaking, Han Sanqian handed the incense back to Su Yingxia.

Su Yingxia bent down and inserted it in front of Nangong Qianqiu's grave.

"You go first, I'll accompany her again." Han Tianyang said.

Han Sanqian turned around and left without any hesitation.

Han Tianyang sighed and said to Yan Jun who was left behind: "I let him come, is it too unfair to him?"

"Yes." Yan Jun said, because he saw with his own eyes how Nangong Qianqiu treated Han Sanqian. If he were Han Sanqian, he would not be willing to come and give Nangong Qianqiu to his grave, the hatred he had accumulated for a long time. Will not disappear because of Nangong Qianqiu's death.

"Hey." Han Tianyang shook his head, looking helpless.