Half an hour later, we were still at Fuyao Jiutian, but in a private room.

When Ji Ze opened the door and came in, Ji Fuying was still holding a wine glass and lost in thought. Three years ago, her second brother had fallen out with Ji Yan because of her.

So in the past three years, not only has she severed ties with Ji Yan, but even her second brother has stopped contacting her, and the bond between the brothers has almost completely faded away.

“Yingying”.

A familiar and warm voice rang out, and Ji Fuying looked up in surprise. Her second brother was still as handsome as ever, and he also had a more mature air about him than he had three years ago.

She put down her wine glass, ran over, and threw herself into his arms. The faint smell of disinfectant brought her a long-lost sense of security.

The people who have spent the most time with her since she was a child are her mother and her second brother. Whenever she is unhappy, her second brother will quietly stay by her side.

Unexpectedly, due to an ill-fated relationship, she and her family have been separated for three years.

Ji Ze gently stroked the top of her head, "You're a mother now, but you still act like a child. If Yi weren't here, people would laugh at you."

"I'll always be a child in front of my second brother. If Bu Yi dares to laugh at me, I'll spank her."

"You dare."

Ji Ze's affection for Buyi is no less than that for Ji Fuying. If the two were compared, he would definitely be on Buyi's side.

"Hmph, as expected, when it comes to Bu Yi, everyone ignores me. I've created a competitor for myself."

"You're overthinking it. How could you possibly compete with her?"

"Second brother, I regret asking you out." Ji Fuying let go of his hand and walked sullenly to the sofa, where she poured wine into another glass.

Ji Ze walked over and sat down next to her, picked up the glass of wine and drank it in one gulp. "Second brother was just joking with you. Consider this glass of wine as an apology. Don't be angry."

How are Mom and Dad and Grandpa and Grandma doing?

For the past three years, she has asked about their health almost every month, but her mother's health seems to be getting worse.

"Everything is fine, except Mom has a slight tendency towards depression."

"Depression?" Ji Fuying's eyes instantly reddened. She didn't need to ask to know who her mother was doing this for.

How many people did she hurt because of this damn relationship?

"Second brother, let's go back to the old house." She's been hiding for three years; she can't just never go back to see her family again because of Ji Yan.

Ji Ze asked again solemnly, "Are you sure?" After returning to the old house, Ji Yan also knew her whereabouts.

"I'm sure I'm not the one in the wrong, so why should I hide like a thief?"

She's figured it out; from now on, she'll live an upright life and won't compromise herself for anyone anymore.

"Okay, let's go then."

The car drove slowly back to the old house. Ji Fuying knew that her second brother was giving her a chance to change her mind.

But she wouldn't go back on her word.

Life is so short. She doesn't want to wait until she loses something to cherish and remember it. What difference would there be between her and the hypocritical Ji Yan?

An hour later, the car stopped in front of the old house.

Ji Fuying stared blankly at the place where she had grown up, a strange sense of guilt welling up inside her.

She felt her feet were numb; even though it was only a few steps away, it felt so far.

"Yingying, get out." Ji Ze opened the passenger door and held out his hand to her.

"Second brother, my legs are too weak to walk."

“I know that it’s normal for people to feel weak when they are experiencing strong emotional fluctuations. You’ll feel better soon. Let me help you down.”

Ji Fuying took his hand and walked with difficulty into the hall, but the closer she got, the more flustered she became.

Finally, she saw her family whom she had missed for three years.

"Mom and Dad, Grandpa and Grandma." They were all there, sitting there chatting as before.

Anhe's hand holding the teacup trembled suddenly, spilling tea onto the carpet. She sighed, "I heard Yingying calling me again. Am I very ill? Will I not live to see her return?"

Her self-pity was like a sharp knife, cutting into Ji Fuying's heart again and again.

"Mom, I'm back, I'm really back."

Ji Fuying limped towards An He, and even when she accidentally fell, she immediately got up and walked towards her step by step.

When Anhe turned around after hearing the sound, her vision was already blurry.

She could only see a blurry figure walking towards her. She dared not wipe away her tears, for fear that if she saw clearly, the person would not be the daughter she had thought of and longed for for three years.

Finally, the person pulled her into their arms, and that familiar embrace and scent were definitely her daughter's.

"Is it my Yingying who's back?" she cried, calling her name, afraid it was just a dream, and that when she woke up, nothing would be left.

As Ji Fuying wiped away her tears, she cried and apologized, "Mom, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn't have been so willful."

Anhe finally saw the person in front of her clearly. Although she had matured a lot, her daughter was right and she was not dreaming.

She really came back.

'smack'

A light slap landed on Ji Fuying's face, but the pain was felt deep inside her heart.

"You heartless bastard! You just abandoned your mother and left for three whole years without a single word. Why didn't you wait until I died before coming back for my funeral?"

Large, hot tears fell onto Ji Fuying's arm, and Anhe cried so hard she could barely breathe.

No one knows how she spent those three years. From the age of two, she had personally taken care of her daughter in every way.

She never let the servants interfere, and it was because of this daughter that she, who had always been pampered, learned to cook, just so that her daughter could eat the food cooked by her own mother.

He raised her until she was twenty-two, but she secretly slipped away from the hospital while he was asleep, and she was gone for more than three years.

Ji Fuying knelt at An He's feet, tightly hugging her waist and refusing to let go. Tears had already soaked An He's clothes. "Mom, I was wrong. I'll never do it again."

She was deeply mired in pain back then and couldn't get out of it until Bu Yi was born, which helped her rediscover herself.

She really didn't know that her mother had suffered just as much pain as she had; she was so wrong.

Everyone else watched quietly as the mother and daughter embraced tightly, not daring to make a sound to disturb them.

They knew how unstable Anhe's emotions had been lately, and letting her vent completely would be good for her.

Half an hour later, Jize had to stop them. If they continued to cry, their brains would suffer from oxygen deprivation, and they would be the ones who would feel bad.

"Yingying, where have you been all these years? Do you know how worried we are?"

Ji Ming walked over and pulled Ji Fuying to sit on the sofa. He didn't say it on the surface, but he also missed his daughter very much.

"I... found my biological parents."

She hesitated whether she should reveal that she was the biological daughter of the Lu family. She knew that the two families had a feud, so she didn't want to put them in a difficult position.