When he heard this, the security guard's face changed slightly, and finally he reluctantly called an insider, "There are two people who said they knew Mr. Gong, and they also said they wanted to come in..."

Before the security guard finished speaking, Yi Jinli took the phone directly and said to the other end, "I am Yi Jinli. My wife Ling Yiran and I want to see Mr. Gong now. Please ask Mr. Gong to answer the phone."

There was a silence on the other end of the phone. After a moment, Gong Beicheng's voice came, "Yi Jinli?"

"It's me, sorry, I disturbed it in the middle of the night, but by chance, I heard that you are in the cemetery now, and my wife and I are just outside the cemetery, preparing to pick Xia Xi back to the hospital." Yi Jinli said calmly, as if he was having an ordinary chat again.

"Do you want to pick her up?" Gong Beicheng's voice seemed to be faintly displeased.

"Otherwise? If she really had something wrong in your cemetery, I'm afraid you won't be able to explain it then. After all, her affairs are so big now. If something happens in the cemetery again, then I'm afraid I don't know what the media will be like when your brother and her were." Yi Jinli said lightly.

Gong Beicheng's voice seemed to have a gritted teeth, "Yi Jinli, are you threatening me?"

"No, I'm just talking about some possibility." Yi Jinli said gently and authentically.

After a while, Gong Beicheng said, "Okay, you give the phone to the security guard, I will let them put you in."

Yi Jinli smiled slightly and handed the phone to the security guard. After listening for a while, the security guard finished the call and respectfully put the two into the cemetery, and one person was leading the way in front.

When Ling Yiran saw Xia Xi, she was kneeling in front of Gong Nanting's grave, and around her were scattered with lit incense and candles.

The Gong Beicheng couple and the cemetery security guards were surrounded by.

Gong Beicheng looked at Xia Xi coldly and said sternly, "So what if you come to worship? If you kneel like this, will my elder brother come alive? He won't live, never. It's not worth it to die to protect a woman who doesn't love him at all!"

Xia Xi knelt, motionless, like a sinner.

Ling Yiran stepped forward and walked to Xia Xi, "Let's go, go back."

Xia Xi slowly raised her head, her lips trembled, "I... still want to finish the remaining incense for Nan Ting here."

Ling Yiran glanced at the incense scattered on the ground and burned halfway out, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Gong Beicheng's voice sounded again, "Xia Xi, what qualifications do you have to come and burn incense for my brother? If you hadn't told him in person that you didn't love her, how could he be completely disappointed and even in the end he would give up his life in that way?!"

These words are like the most harsh ice cone, which makes Xia Xi feel pain all over her body.

Xia Xi's body trembled, and she looked at Gong Beicheng with a begging face, "Let me... after sautumn him, I know, it's me that I'm sorry for him, it's me that I'm sorry for him!" If possible, she was willing to use her life to exchange for Nan Ting's life.

It turns out that the cruelest thing about God is that until there was no one in this world, I realized that the person who was most worthy of her cherishing was that person!

Ling still couldn't bear it, so he said, "Mr. Gong, if your elder brother really loved Xia Xi, then I think he decided to use his life to protect her in the end, not to be completely disappointed, but... I hope the person he loved can live well."

Gong Beicheng's face was cold.
Chapter completed!