Clutching a bunch of white flowers in his hand and donning a tailored black suit, his stunningly handsome face could topple the masses, standing carelessly, yet his presence was as regal as an Emperor's.
Who could this man be, if not Leng Zimo?!
Lu Hao simply didn't dare to look at him, his voice not only trembling but his entire being quivering like a leaf in the wind.
"President... President Leng... How... how did you come?"
Could it be that he discovered their conspiracy?
The mere thought soaked Lu Hao's dress shirt with cold sweat in an instant.
"I came to offer flowers for Xiao Qian, and also to take some things away." Leng Zimo stepped down into the cemetery, "Lead the way!"
So, he came on behalf of Luo Xiaoqian. Lu Hao let out a sigh of relief and led the way ahead, not daring to walk down the middle but scuttling along the edge like a dog.