Chapter 453 Is this “Jinglian” Liang Zhiyin?

After get off work, Mu Yuting did not return to the villa, but went to his parents' grave.

It is a place with beautiful scenery, nestled between mountains and water.

The last time he came, he brought Xiao Nuan with him to meet his parents.

It was drizzling that day, but when they arrived at their parents' grave, the sky suddenly cleared up.

Mu Yuting believed from the bottom of his heart that his parents were using this method to welcome their daughter-in-law and express their approval of her.

He placed a large bouquet of flowers in front of the tombstone, including lilies, carnations, baby's breath, roses, and sunflowers...

My mother loves flower arranging. In the past, my father would bring her a bouquet of flowers every few days when he got home from get off work.

When friends and relatives come to visit, they will also bring a bouquet of flowers for my mother.

Mom would open the bouquet, carefully trim each flower, and put it in a vase. At that time, Dad would sit next to Mom and read a book, while Mu Yuting would play carefree in the living room.

Every time Mu Yuting thought of his parents, the first thing that came to his mind was that heartwarming scene.

In his memory, his parents loved each other very much. His father was gentle and elegant, and his mother was as gentle as orchid. She was also an excellent student in the English department. Mu Yuting had never seen them quarrel, nor had he even heard them speak loudly.

So, if he hadn't heard Xiao Nuan's mother talk about the past between his father and Liang Zhiyin, and hadn't seen his father's handwritten letter and the pen, he wouldn't have believed that his father had ever liked anyone other than his mother, and that he had a daughter outside.

Mu Yuting sat in front of his parents' graves and talked to them as if they were chatting about family matters.

"Dad, even if I knew about your past, I wouldn't blame you, not at all. I heard from Xiao Nuan's mother that Liang Zhiyin had schemed against you, and that wasn't your intention. I believe that after you met Mom, she was the only one in your heart."

"Mom, don't blame Dad, okay? You have always been the one who understands Dad the most and knows him the best."

"Mom and Dad, from now on, I can't love Xiao Nuan anymore. I can only hide her in my heart. I have no home anymore... I feel so sad, like my heart is torn apart... I don't know who to talk to... What should I do..."

"But I want her to be happy, I want her to have a family, so I've been keeping this a secret. I think you guys support me, right?"

Mu Yuting's tears rolled down his cheeks. He could only tell these words to his parents.

He sat in front of the tombstone for a long time and talked a lot with his parents.

He was so tired that he fell asleep leaning against his parents' tombstone until Uncle Li, the cemetery manager, came to find him.

Uncle Li gently woke Mu Yuting up, "Mr. Mu, it's getting late. Go back quickly. You can't stay here overnight."

Uncle Li has been working here for a long time and knows that whenever Mu Shao encounters something on his mind, he will stay here for a very long time.

Mu Yuting nodded slightly, stood up and brushed off the dust on his clothes. He stood in front of the tombstone, looking at the photos of his parents again and again, his eyes melancholy.

"Dad, Mom, I'm going back. I'll come see you another day."

…

Mu Yuting and Uncle Li walked back together.

"Uncle Li, are you feeling well?"

"Much better, Mr. Mu."

Uncle Li had a bad heart before and had a bypass surgery. His family was in financial difficulty, so it was Mr. Mu who gave him money and arranged jobs for his children.

Uncle Li has always been grateful, but he has no way to repay him, so he can only clean the grave of Mu Yuting's parents every day.

Uncle Li said casually,

"By the way, Mr. Mu, some time ago, there was a woman who often came to visit your parents. She would sit for a while every time. I think she is a relative or friend of your family."

Mu Yuting was stunned for a moment, and a wave of emotion rose in his heart. He immediately asked, "Did she bring flowers?"

All relatives and friends know that my mother likes flowers. Every time they come to visit the grave, they will bring a big bouquet of flowers just like when they visited our home in the past. It seems to have become a tacit understanding and a habit.

Uncle Li nodded, "I always bring it."

Mu Yuting still felt something was wrong. "Uncle Li, did you notice what kind of flower it is?"

Uncle Li recalled, "It's chrysanthemums, yellow chrysanthemums."

Mu Yuting paused and asked in a deep voice, "Uncle Li, are you sure that person was holding a chrysanthemum?"

Uncle Li nodded confidently. "If it were any other flower, I might not recognize it, but I know chrysanthemums very well. Except for your parents', most of the graves of other families have chrysanthemums."

Mu Yuting frowned, and his deep eyes gradually darkened. This woman was definitely not a relative of their family.

Although relatives and friends always brought flowers to my mother, they never brought chrysanthemums. It was as if they were unwilling to admit that Mu Xiangan and his wife had left.

Mu Yuting's heart tightened. He had a hunch that this woman was most likely Liang Zhiyin.

"Uncle Li, have you seen this person here before?"

Uncle Li said, "I really didn't notice her before. She came here more frequently recently. I didn't see her face because she covered her face very tightly, so I didn't know what she looked like. When she registered, she said she was here to see Mr. and Mrs. Mu, so I paid special attention to her."

This is the best cemetery in Jiangcheng. Those who can afford to buy a cemetery here are all top figures in Jiangcheng. Those who come to visit the graves are also either rich or noble. Uncle Li usually doesn't dare to ask too much.

When he heard the word "registration", Mu Yuting's eyes lit up, "Uncle Li, I want to see the registration list."

"Okay, Mr. Mu, come with me."

This woman has come more than ten times in the past three months, and her registered name is: Jinglian.

Not Liang Zhiyin?

Mu Yuting looked at the name in the registration book, thinking intently, where had he seen this handwriting before...

Xiao Nuan's mother showed Mu Yuting the two letters Liang Zhiyin left behind. One was written by Liang Zhiyin and the other was written by her father.

The handwriting of this name is exactly the same as Liang Zhiyin's.

Mu Yuting has a very good memory and is very keen on observing details, so he will not make mistakes.

This "Jinglian" is Liang Zhiyin.

Why didn't she register with her real name?

Mu Yuting checked the surveillance again.

Out of respect for the deceased, there are no surveillance cameras installed in the cemetery, only one at the entrance.

In the surveillance video, a woman was wearing a green long dress, sunglasses, a black mask, and a large black hat with a layer of black gauze hanging down from it. She was covered tightly and looked very mysterious.

Moreover, just as Uncle Li said, this woman always held a bouquet of chrysanthemums every time she came.

Even though she was covered up very tightly, she kept her head down the whole time, as if she was afraid of being recognized.

Someone came to visit the grave again, so Uncle Li went out to do something.

Mu Yuting watched these videos over and over again, and finally, he discovered two clues. When the woman signed her name, her little finger was not bent like the other fingers, but was always straight.

This should be her habitual action when writing.

The second place was when she signed and returned the pen to Uncle Li. When she turned her wrist, an inconspicuous red birthmark could be seen on the inside of her wrist.