In the pitch-black room, the two turned off their flashlights and recounted their lives over the years.
We've been so busy with work that we haven't had a chance to stop and have a proper chat.
Neither of them knew when they fell asleep, but they slept soundly, especially Cao Wenze, who felt much more relaxed.
After the funeral, the Yang family was in a somber mood. Even their youngest daughter, who was usually the most pampered, didn't dare to speak loudly.
After seeing off his eldest son, Commander Yang still had to go to work as usual. He was about to retire, so he stood guard until the very end.
Aunt Yang had a frosty expression, which looked a bit scary and made people afraid to get close.
She felt deep resentment towards Cao Wenze for refusing to help her in her time of need and for clinging to this one incident.
She wanted to do something to get revenge on him, but the old man was inhuman; he had given her advance warning, so no one would listen to her.
No matter how much she hates him, in the eyes of outsiders, Cao Wenze is still Lao Yang's own son, and he wouldn't offend Lao Yang for her sake.
She also hated Lao Yang and wanted to break up with him, but looking at her second son, youngest daughter, and her grandchildren in the house, she couldn't!
She has to live well. Everything Lao Yang owns belongs to her children, and she won't leave a single penny to that beast. She has to protect her children.
And then there's the eldest son's wife, she's still very young, it's impossible for her to stay with him, she'll remarry sooner or later.
But she won't let go of the child; that's her eldest son's bloodline, and she can't let him change his surname and call someone else "Dad."
Aunt Yang sat there blankly, her mind filled with a jumble of thoughts. She was truly unwilling to accept it!
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