It was not until ten o'clock in the evening that HanZifeng persuaded QingYu to take her away from the cemetery.

　　In fact, LinMuchen had been following her all the way. Even though QingYu had said something so hurtful, he still couldn't let her go.

　　"Ye QingYu!" LinMuchen stopped HanZifeng's car with his car. He opened the door and walked towards ye QingYu. "Let's go home."

　　Home? How could she go home? How could she go home? Did she still have a home? Many years ago, she had no home. When she married LinMuchen, she thought she could have a happy family, but now the reality shocked all her fantasies.

　　"LinMuchen,...