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"Then …"

"But there is an exception to everything. "If it's to protect the people you want to protect, white lies can also be done …"

Lu Yiyao's long eyelashes fell, but the green in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

"Yes …" "Yes …"

Gu Yunxiao nodded with all his might as he agreed.

"Oh, I see."

Lin Yanyan pouted his small mouth, blinked his long eyelashes and said seriously.

"Dad, don't worry. I'll cooperate with you."

"Yes."

Lu Yiyao replied plainly.

The convoy arrived at the dock.

The fleet was already waiting for them. On the masts of all the ships hung garlands of flowers. Flowers were everywhere around the ship.

Lu Yiyao stood there, his dark eyes looking at the dark blue sea. There were no ripples in his eye sockets. Deep in his heart, however, the waves of the ocean were roiling.

He lowered his head and glanced at the urns in his hands.

"Mom, do you really want to stay here in this ice-cold water?"

The only response he got was the gentle breeze blowing past him.

After Nan Huaijin confirmed that everything was normal, he walked to the side of Lu Yiyao and slowly said.

"Yiyao, it's about time, let's board the ship …"

"Alright."

Lu Yiyao raised his head and stepped onto the boat.

Soon after, Nan Huaijin also walked up.

Gu Yunxiao carried Lin Yanyan as they walked behind Nan Huaijin.

The bodyguards, dressed in black, began to board the other boats.

The fleet headed towards the Floral Island, the calm ocean water set off streams of white waves.

Half an hour later.

They had reached the Floral Island.

The entire area around the Floral Island was surrounded by the sea. It was a small villa with a view of the sea. There was also a gallery stretching out to the middle of the ocean.

Aside from the bodyguards accompanying them, Nan Huaijin had already sent a large number of people over. In addition, there were also the servants stationed here.

"Mister …"

A leader came over and bowed to Nan Huaijin respectfully.

"Yes."

Nan Huaijin replied coldly.

"Sir, everything is ready."

The leader said again.

"Alright."

Nan Huaijin confirmed with Lu Yiyao after standing still.

"Yiyao, if you don't agree to leave your mother here, you can bring her home right now."

To a wanderer who had been away for many years, home was very important. But Ye Qinghuan didn't want to. She would rather turn into millions of dust and merge with this ice-cold sea water than go home.

"It's her choice. I respect her decision."

Lu Yiyao said in a low voice as the light in his eyes tightened.

The heart was moving. It was painful.

"Alright."

Nan Huaijin reached out his hand, patted his shoulder and said in a clear voice.

"Let's go …"

Gu Yunxiao had been carrying Lin Yanyan the entire time. Looking at their backs, his heart felt heavy.

Ye Qinghuan was his mother.

He was also puzzled by how she arranged her affairs.

This was a chance for no one to mourn her.

She did not want to return to Yunjing nor did she want to be buried there. The day of life and death was a holiday. He could go see her.

Now that he was buried in this sea, just where would he end up swimming to?

Where should he go to hang her?

Lin Yanyan's small hands tightly wrapped around his neck. His face was tense and he didn't say a word.

The group walked up the long viewing gallery.

At the end of the long corridor, there were many flower petals.

There was no prayer, no ceremony.

Lu Yiyao unwrapped the embroidered silk from the casket. Then he opened the lid of the urn.

At the corner of his eyes, an ice-cold teardrop unconsciously slid down his face.

It trickled through the corner of his cold lips.

Bitterness. It was ice-cold.

"Yiyao …"

Nan Huaijinqiang suppressed the grief in his heart and called out to him in a low voice.

Lu Yiyao looked up, and poured all the tears back into his eyes. His stomach once again spasmed. His internal organs were all agitated. The pain of overturning rivers and seas assaulted his limbs and bones. A thin layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"…"

Seeing that he still did not 'make a move,' Nan Huaijin's elegant face darkened. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Ye Qinghuan's ashes, scattering them on the calm sea before him.

"Qing Huan, have a safe trip!"

As he spilled, he cried out in grief.

"Ying, ying …"

Lin Yanyan couldn't control himself and started crying while hugging Gu Yunxiao's neck.

Gu Yunxiao couldn't hold it in any longer and started crying as well.

In the air above the Floral Island, endless grief and sorrow congealed.

A layer of dark clouds gradually covered the blue sky.

The sea breeze grew bigger, and the petals that had been prepared all rose up, drifting into the distance with the wind.

Lu Yiyao picked up Ye Qinghuan's ashes with both hands and stretched out his long arms, allowing the sea breeze to blow away the ashes …

Nan Huaijin saw that he could not bear to let go, so he understood. Deep in his heart, he didn't want his own mother to stay here.

A Li suddenly rushed over and whispered into Nan Huaijin's ear.

"Sir, the people in the main hall have arrived at the pier."

"Hmm?!"

Nan Huaijin clenched his fist, while the veins on the back of his hand popped out.

Bo Yuheng is really not going to stop until he reaches his goal. Is he really going to make the brothers fall out with him?

"Find a way to stop them."

"Yes."

A Li turned around and was about to leave.

"A Li …"

Nan Huaijin stopped him.

"Sir."

"Arrange for a boat to take Director Lu to the airport through the secret passage later"

"Yes."

Lu Yiyao heard Nan Huaijin's words clearly. His dark, narrow eyes narrowed as he looked at the ashes dissipating in the wind, and he spoke with a cold voice.

"Uncle Jin, no need to be so nervous."

"Yiyao, you've met him before, do you know what kind of person he is?!"

Nan Huaijin picked up another handful of ashes. His palm slowly tilted. The ashes almost blinded his eyes.0

The sea breeze grew bigger and bigger.

Everyone's hair was messy.

Scratching his ear, he felt a bit of pain.

On the surface of the sea, a few seagulls were flapping their wings and flapping their wings, occasionally letting out the sound of 'gulls' and 'gulls'.

The weather in Floral Island changed as soon as he said it.

Gu Yunxiao held Lin Yanyan tightly and let him lie in his arms.

"Uncle Jin, I know."

Lu Yiyao's expression did not panic at all. Instead, the lines on his face became sharper.

"Yiyao, why don't you leave first? Leave this place to me."

Nan Huaijin didn't expect that after he gave Bo Yuheng such a stern warning, he was still unable to stop him.

He still sent someone over.

He had no idea what would happen next. To be safe, he had to get Lu Yiyao out of here immediately.

"Uncle Jin, don't worry about anything else."

Lu Yiyao squinted his eyes and said in a cold voice with the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

Such calmness made Nan Huaijin have a whole new level of respect for him.

As expected of Mu Chuhan's son.

Halfway through Ye Qinghuan's ashes, a drizzle began to fall from the sky.

In the horizon, a faint white light could be seen.

Seeing that, A Li immediately arranged people to hold up a black umbrella for them.

Lu Yiyao told them to retreat and stood alone in the rain.

Nan Huaijin was the same.

He glanced up at the sky, where a cloud was moving rapidly toward their heads.

"Yiyao, hurry up, it's going to rain heavily."

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