"Isn't Yuan Hao in the United States? Why would he go to Pingjiang? Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

Tang Yufen pressed her for answers, expressing her disbelief.

Just two days ago, she had a long-distance phone call with Ye Yuanhao. Ye Yuanhao said he would cooperate with the doctor's treatment and that he would come back to Hong Kong to watch the moon with her during the Mid-Autumn Festival. The United States and Pingjiang are thousands of miles apart, so how could Yuanhao die in Pingjiang?

Absolutely impossible!

"Yuanxiu, find out the truth. It must be malicious reporting. Find out which newspaper it is and sue them until they go bankrupt!" Tang Yufen said angrily.

"Grandma, it really is Yuan Hao. I've already gone to claim Yuan Hao's body. Please don't be too sad," Ye Yuanxiu comforted her softly.

Before making the call, he received a call from the Public Security Bureau, asking him to go to the Epidemiology Department to identify Ye Yuanhao's body. Although it was unrecognizable, it was still recognizable as Ye Yuanhao. His death was so undignified, bringing shame to the Ye family.

Tang Yufen looked ten years older in an instant, slumping back in her chair. "The doctor said Yuanhao could still be saved, how could his condition have worsened so quickly? It's impossible..."

Two days ago, she talked with Ye Yuanhao's attending physician. Although Ye Yuanhao's condition was already in its late stage, the cocktail therapy could be used to control his condition and prevent it from worsening. At least for the next three years, he would be fine.

But reality dealt Tang Yufen a heavy blow.

"What's wrong with Yuan Hao?" Ye Xunmei asked anxiously.

Although he and Tang Yufen are now only superficially together, he certainly cares about his grandson, and Ye Yuanhao is very considerate, so Ye Xunmei still likes this grandson quite a bit.

“Yuan Hao is dead. He died in Pingjiang yesterday. Yuan Xiu has already gone to claim the body…” Tang Yufen said dejectedly.

"How is that possible? Isn't Yuan Hao from America?" Ye Xunmei simply couldn't believe it. How could her perfectly healthy grandson just die like that? She would never believe it, not even if you beat her to death.

Tang Yufen was too lazy to pay attention to him. She was in a state of turmoil, but she had to force herself to calm down. Fenmei absolutely could not be harmed!

Although she felt sorry for Ye Yuanhao's death, Tang Yufen had to harden her heart and use this to play the victim. What could be more tragic than an old lady who lost her grandson?

People sympathize with the weak. As long as she is miserable enough, the vows she made before will be forgotten and no one will mention them. As a result, Firmenich's performance will not be affected.

Having weathered decades of ups and downs with Fenmei, Tang Yufen possessed ample crisis management skills. She put aside her grief, quickly contacted her secretary, and convened a press conference.

At the reception, Tang Yufen changed her usual glamorous attire, wearing a black cheongsam without any makeup or jewelry, except for the Buddhist beads on her wrist, and her hair was simply tied up in a bun.

At this time, Tang Yufen looked no different from an ordinary old woman.

Her face was full of sorrow, and with the support of her two grandsons, she staggered to the front of the stage. Before she could even speak, tears streamed down her face.

His pitiful appearance stirred sympathy in the reporters below. It was truly tragic that he had lost his grandson at such an advanced age. They decided to try to be more gentle and tactful when asking their questions.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have just received news that my grandson Ye Yuanhao has died in Pingjiang, inland, from complications of AIDS."

The audience erupted in uproar.

Tang Yufen choked up as she said, "I was also very surprised. Just two weeks ago, I confidently assured Yuanhao that he didn't have AIDS, but now it seems I was wrong. Yuanhao does have AIDS. This child was probably afraid of my scolding, so he chose to lie to his family..."

"I am willing to fulfill the oath I made, and I would rather live ten years less in exchange for my grandson..."

Tang Yufen burst into tears and nearly fainted. The reporters wanted to ask her more questions, but she was already unconscious, so what was the point of asking?