Perhaps it was because she hadn't heard the word "Wen Yang" for too long, which caused ripples in her heart and moved her.

It seemed to awaken some warm memories buried deep in her heart.

About the beautiful moments she had with her mother Wen Tanyue before she was nine years old.

He was the first person to call her by this name in these eighteen years.

Her thoughts came back to her senses and she didn't bother about the name anymore. At least when he called her, she felt a little excited. She put on her high heels, picked up her bag and rushed to the door.

"I'm too late. I won't eat now."

"I've asked the driver to wait for you downstairs."

Rong Zhan took a sip of milk, his eyes following her figure. When he saw her passing the corner, he staggered and his heart instantly rose. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until she stood firm.

"Walk slowly and don't fall. You're already late and there's no time to waste. Who dares to say anything bad about you?"

"No one dares to say anything openly, but there may be people who secretly say that I am arrogant because of my favor." Su Yang turned around and glanced at him.

"So what if they are spoiled and arrogant? I spoil them so much. Even if they are not convinced, they have to keep it to themselves." Rong Zhan sneered, his handsome features full of arrogance and disdain.

Su Yang's face drooped in silence. It was okay for her to hear what he said, but if someone else heard it, they would probably want to beat him up.

"Have you booked a ticket back to the capital tomorrow?"

"Not yet, you decide. I have a meeting tomorrow morning and can only go back in the afternoon." Su Yang looked at his watch and hurriedly opened the door: "I'm leaving first. Don't come to the crew at noon. As long as you are here, the whole crew will be in a panic."

"Bang--"

As soon as the words fell, there was the sound of the door closing.

Rong Zhan: “…”

The corners of Bo Liang's lips sneered, and he put down the cup of milk heavily, and muttered in a very unhappy and irritable way: "Tsk, who wants to see you smile so happily at another man? I have a social event at noon, so I'm busy!"

——

The next afternoon, Rong Zhan and Su Yang returned to the imperial capital together.

As soon as he left the airport, Rong Zhan was picked up by Qin Yu, who had been waiting for him for a long time, and taken to the company for processing. Su Yang took a taxi back to Rongge Mansion.

Before I had time to rest and remove my makeup, the cell phone in my bag started ringing loudly. It was Su Huai calling.

Seeing the caller ID, Su Yang frowned, hesitated for a moment, and finally swiped the answer button. Listening to Su Huai's extremely hypocritical and caring voice, she felt a little disgusted.

"Dad, what's the matter with the call today?"

Su Huai paused on the other end of the phone: "It's been a while since you and Rong Zhan came back for dinner last time. Plus, we had some unpleasantness because of Momo before. Momo happened to be here today, so I wanted to apologize to you in person. Come back today and let's have a family reunion dinner together."

Su Yang lowered his eyes, with a sneer on his lips, as if he had heard the best joke in the world.

Su Mo would apologize to her? It was probably impossible for Mars to collide with the earth.

"I just came back from a business trip. I'm tired. Let's meet another day." Su Yang's voice was cold and lacked any warmth.

Just as he was about to hang up, Su Huai said calmly, "Yangyang, have you forgotten that today is your mother's birthday, May 16th of the lunar calendar."

Su Yang's whole body trembled, his pupils dilated, and he quickly walked to the calendar to check the date.

Her mother Wen Tanyue’s birthday.

She was so busy with work during this period, and because of her growing relationship with Rong Zhan, she actually forgot such an important day.

"Although your mother has passed away a long time ago, don't we sit together to celebrate your mother's birthday every year on this day? Although you are getting married this year, this habit cannot be broken. I have already bought the cake, you and Rong Zhan just need to come back together."

Su Huai could accurately grasp the people or things that Su Yang cared about, and knew that only by bringing Wen Tanyue out would she not refuse.

"He's busy, I'll be back." Su Yang calmed down the turmoil in his heart and spoke calmly, pausing for a moment with deep meaning: "It just so happens that I also have something to discuss with my father."

"Oh? What do you want to discuss?" Su Huai heard the change in her tone and his expression became slightly serious.

"It shouldn't be a big deal for my father." Su Yang's eyes were filled with contempt: "It's not too late to talk about it after I get back. I will show up on time in the evening."

After hanging up the phone, Su Yang sat alone on the sofa for a long time. Mrs. Luo came over and asked with a smile, "Madam, what do you want to eat tonight? I'll prepare it now."

"No need, I have to go back to the Su family tonight, you just need to prepare dinner for Rong Zhan."

"I asked the gentleman, he has an appointment tonight and will not be home for dinner, so he asked me to dine with his wife."

"Really?" Su Yang looked indifferent, glancing at the calendar in front of him: "Then Mrs. Luo, get off work early today!"

Mrs. Luo noticed that she was in a bad mood. She moved her mouth and wanted to ask something, but didn't know how to ask. Finally, she answered, cleaned up the kitchen, and left Rongge Mansion with her canvas bag on her back.

Qiansui then swaggered over, shaking his tail like a feather duster.

"He probably came to you this time because of the last incident with the beads."

"I guessed it. He just wanted to see to what extent my luck had been absorbed." Su Yang sneered and glanced at him: "Where is the bead? Have you finished tempering it?"

Qiansui threw the beads in his hand towards her: "I have to say, your father, the master of Xuanmen, is quite something. I underestimated him before I saw this string of beads. Fortunately, you can feel the flow of luck now. If it were in the past, within three months, all the luck in your body would have been absorbed. The ending is predictable."

Su Yang twisted the string of beads and turned it gently. Sure enough, it didn't have the strong adsorption force as before. Now it was just an ordinary string of beads.

"For this luck, my life has long been worthless in his eyes."

"Have you decided?"

"Have you figured out that master?"

"Almost."

Su Yang raised her eyebrows: "Then there are some accounts that should be settled. Otherwise, if I let him down for his hard work, wouldn't it be unfilial of me as his daughter?"

"Today is your mother's birthday. Are you sure you want to celebrate on this day?"

"That's good too. At least my mother will be relieved. What's more, I want to make him feel the pain on the ninth day of the ninth lunar month."

The ninth day of the ninth month was her mother’s death anniversary, and also…her death anniversary in her previous life.

"But I don't want to pretend anymore, and I don't want to face Su Huai's ugly and hypocritical face again." Su Yang tightened his grip on the beads, and hatred burst out of his eyes.

"It's better to break up sooner rather than later. I think you're tired of pretending. Su Huai is extremely greedy. No matter what the outcome is, he has brought it upon himself. His life and death record will only be in the next one or two years."

(End of this chapter)