Her Last Photo

The sky was gloomy and it was drizzling.

A tall figure stood in the middle of a cemetery outside Qin City.

The drizzle continued and the cold was bone-chilling. However, he did not hold an umbrella and stood motionless in the rain like a silent statue.

Fu Beiting stood in the rain and looked at the new grave in front of him.

The lonely grave seemed especially quiet in the rain.

There was a bouquet of roses in front of the grave. Spotted with transparent raindrops, the flowers looked as fresh as if they had just been plucked from the garden.

On the white tombstone was a small black-and-white photograph.

The Qin Xiangwan in the photo was still very young. Her smile was bright and her eyes sparkled.

The rain drenched Fu Beiting's shoulders and rain drops slid down his perfect side profile. He stared at Qin Xiangwan's photo on the tombstone, unable to conceal the greed in his eyes.

This was the photo that he had specially chosen for her. In the photo, she had just turned eighteen and was about to start a new life. She beamed with blinding radiance.

As Fu Beiting looked on, his eyes gradually turned red.

He clenched his fists in pain and spoke in his deep and hoarse voice.

"You must hate me a lot. If you hadn't met me, you would have been so happy…"

Fu Beiting closed his eyes and let the cold rain fall onto his face.

Vaguely, he seemed to see the 18-year-old Qin Xiangwan again.

At the time, she was like a flower that had just bloomed. She was full of life, and she had a smile across her face, proud as the most beautiful rose in the garden.

But the smile had disappeared from her face ever since she married him.

He no longer saw the starlight in her eyes.

Fu Beiting's shoulders started shaking. He looked up at the sky. It wasn't clear whether the stains on his face were tears or rain…

The butler couldn't hold it in any longer. He walked forward with an umbrella and said carefully, "President Fu, you've been standing at Madam's cenotaph for more than three hours and the rain is getting heavier. You should go back, be careful not to catch a cold."

Fu Beiting looked down at the tombstone that had been washed clean by the rain.

Had he been with her for three hours already?

He wondered if she did not want to see him.

He could still remember that when Qin Xiangwan was still alive, she had always hoped that he could spend more time with her. However, back then, he had a lot of hatred toward her. He was reluctant to even spend half an hour with her.

Fu Beiting stood in the cemetery for a long time without moving…

The group of bodyguards and assistants behind him did not dare to rush him. They stood quietly in the rain with him.

Everyone knew that ever since Qin Xiangwan passed away, President Fu seemed to have become a different person. He became more and more silent, and especially did not allow anyone to talk about his wife. Just the mention of "Qin Xiangwan" was enough to send him into a spiral.

No one understood why. They did not know if President Fu hated Qin Xiangwan deeply or if he loved her down to the bone…

At the entrance of the cemetery, a shadow flashed past.

Su Xinyue hid behind a tree and glared at Fu Beiting with hatred.

After Qin Xiangwan's death, she thought she could become Mrs Fu. Never did she expect that Fu Beiting would start to neglect her and not even answer her calls.

This morning, she brought a pot of soup that she had boiled for Fu Beiting to nourish his body. She planned to take advantage of the situation and use her gentleness to heal the pain in Fu Beiting's heart.

To her surprise, Fu Beiting didn't even want to see her and asked his assistant to shut her out, saying that he had a meeting.

Unwilling to give up, Su Xinyue hid at the entrance of the company and followed Fu Beiting there.

When she saw Fu Beiting standing in front of Qin Xiangwan's grave for three hours straight, her heart was filled with hatred. Her fingernails dug deep into her palms.

What meeting?

He came here to visit Qin Xiangwan's grave. He lied to her!

"Qin Xiangwan, you're already dead, why do you still want to snatch my man away from me!" Su Xinyue said through gritted teeth, her eyes burned red with hatred.