Chapter 701: Building a Tomb

In another distant city.

The night city in July was stormy and rainy. It had been raining for more than ten hours. There were lightning and thunder outside. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and even half of the sky was dark.

In the castle, Xixi seemed to be frightened. She had just woken up and was still lying in the crib. She kept crying, crawled up and sat up, holding the edge of the bed with both hands.

The nanny hurried over and picked up the child, holding her tightly in her arms, patting the child's back and comforting the child who had no mother.

"Xixi, be good... Daddy will be back soon, don't cry, don't cry." The nanny rocked the child and comforted him.

Xixi, who was already ten months old, had grown up a lot and became more and more beautiful. She was like a doll, with a pair of special amber eyes, just like his father.

After a while, Ye Hao came in from the door after get off work. He was wearing a black suit and looked very serious. There was no smile on his mouth, and he was as cold as frost.

"What's wrong?" He walked up to the nanny, and his eyes softened a little when he saw his daughter.

The nanny replied: "The little princess may have been frightened by the thunder, Mr. Ye."

"Let me hold her." Ye Hao reached out to take his daughter, then held her tightly in his arms, and gently touched her forehead with his fingers.

Now whenever he gets home from get off work, the first thing he does is to see his child, his only daughter.

He carried his daughter to the bedroom on the third floor.

It was the room where he slept. Of course, this room used to be for two people, but now it is just his bedroom.

The bedroom has not changed much. The furniture is still the same, the decoration is the same, and even the dazzling wedding photos on the wall have not been taken down.

Everything seems to be the same as before, but she is gone, and has been gone for five months.

Xixi, lying in her father's arms, stopped crying. She pursed her little mouth, and her round eyes kept staring at her father.

"Dad..." Xixi shouted in a baby voice. Although the shouting was not clear, it was understandable.

She is now a big baby. Although she can't walk yet, she can crawl quickly. What she likes most is crawling around in the house.

Ye Hao touched the child's head and forced a smile at the corner of his mouth, but only he knew that his smile was bitter. He hasn't laughed happily for a long time.

Xixi saw her father smile, stretched out her hand to pinch her father's face, and then grabbed her father's shirt and started to fiddle with it.

Bodyguard Amu knocked on the door at this time.

"Come in!" Ye Hao said coldly.

Amu closed the door casually, then walked in front of Ye Hao, his face a little solemn.

"Mr. Ye..." He paused for a while.

Ye Hao waved his hand, motioning him to continue, although he guessed that he must be talking about news he didn't want to hear.

"That..." Amu seemed a little difficult to speak, "Mo Yixuan built a tomb for Miss He in Dehai Cemetery and erected a monument in the name of their son Mo Ling."

"What did you say?"

Ye Hao turned his head suddenly, his face turned blue-gray in an instant, and his eyes were full of shock and disbelief. Suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, and exhaled a short and convulsive breath.

He looked at Amu in disbelief, thinking that he had heard it wrongly.

Amu shook his head heavily, "I went to the cemetery to see it myself, and there is indeed such a tomb. I asked the cemetery keeper, and he said that it has been repaired for a week."