Because Yang's mother's condition was too serious, Cheng Feng planned to hold a funeral for Yang's father in advance.

Not many people attended that day. The Yang family was originally simple. Apart from a few immediate relatives and the elders of the Yang family, there were no one left.

When Ye Pianran arrived, the funeral had just begun.

This was after the last time they met again after four days. Yang Yu's complexion seemed to have improved a lot. Her hand was held by a woman in a black dress similar to her. From her face, Ye Pianran couldn't recognize her at first glance. This woman, who looked about forty or fifty years old, should be Cheng Feng's mother.

He looked like a very gentle woman, and he completely regarded Yang Yu as his daughter.

Yang Yu should be able to take good care of her.

After attending three or four funerals in three months, Ye Pianran felt so upset whenever he saw the tombstone.

Closed her eyes slightly, she slowly walked forward and placed the bouquet in her hand in front of Yangfu's tombstone.

Turning his head and slowly walking towards Yang Yu, who was a little dull.

Standing in front of her, he reached out to tidy up her hair that was splattered by the wind: "After going to the United States, remember to call me!"

Yang Yu's eyes were red and tears were rolling in her eyes.

"Yes, even if Xiaotao forgot, I will ask her to call you." Cheng Feng turned his head and looked at Yang Yu, and quickly answered.

Ye Pianran looked up at Cheng Feng, frowned slightly, and couldn't help but ask, "When will you leave?"

Cheng Feng smiled and said, "Tomorrow morning."

"My aunt just finished the operation, and she was in a better state during this period, so she had to go through as soon as possible. I have already arranged everything there." Cheng Feng finished speaking and explained quickly.

Ye Pianran nodded and said nothing.

Cheng Feng raised his hand and looked at the watch in his hand, then apologized at Ye Pianran: "I have to take Xiaota back for a check-up and leave first."

"Ye Pianran nodded.

Yang Yu suddenly broke free from Cheng Feng's mother's hand and ran towards the tombstone not far away.

Seeing that he was about to hit the tombstone, Cheng Feng was stunned, and his conditioned reflex strides forward and directly blocks Yang Yu with his body.

Yang Yu's head hit Cheng Feng's chest directly.

Cheng Feng groaned, quickly reached out and held Yang Yu's hand, protected her in his arms, turned around and glanced at the tombstone, then turned his head and looked at Yang Yu carefully, and asked softly: "Do you want to talk to your uncle?"

Yang Yu nodded and said nothing.

"Then I'll accompany you." Cheng Feng gently coaxed her and hugged her slowly to the tombstone.

Yang Yu looked at the tombstone blankly and knelt down.

"Yang Yu..." Ye Pianran looked at the scene where Yang Yu knelt on the stone, and was shocked and subconsciously wanted to step forward.

Just as she took a step, her hand was suddenly held by Cheng's mother beside her.

"Miss Ye." Cheng's mother called her softly.

Ye Pianran turned his head.

She quickly lowered her head: "Yang Yu's mother and I have been friends for more than 40 years. No matter what, I will not harm her. Please leave her to us, don't worry."

"She is very unstable now, let her go!"

Ye Pianran's lips turned white and he turned to look at Yang Yu, his nose was slightly sour.

There seemed to be a trace of blood spilling out of Yang Yu's knees, but she still seemed to be unconscious, looking at the tombstone in front of her with a dull face.
Chapter completed!