The scene changed to the other side.
Leng Yejin stood in front of the gravestone with his hands behind his back. He was still holding Tong Lu's hand tightly and did not let go.
Tong Lu was a little embarrassed. After all, this was her late husband's gravestone. He was holding her hand so brazenly. Was he not afraid that his brother would think something of her when he saw her from above?
"Can you let go? Shuo is watching."
"So what? Don't tell me he doesn't know you're my woman?"
Tong Lu pursed her lips.'Why am I his woman?' He had clearly said it clearly a few nights ago, Xuxu.
He turned his head sideways and looked at her with a dark expression. He suddenly let go of her hand, but in the blink of an eye, his arm fell on her back. He pulled his arm back in a domineering manner, and she was forced to press herself against him. They were pressed tightly against each other. Tong Lu wanted to resist, but her strength did not go through her.