Chapter 93 Memories
Yun Lanyue looked at the old lady seriously, then stood up and left.
She left the manor and took a taxi to the Taipei City Cemetery.
She bought a big bouquet of flowers at the cemetery management office and walked up the steps holding the flowers.
The cemetery has always been gloomy and eerie. Even in broad daylight, one can feel a chill creeping up from the bottom of one's heart.
The wind blew, rustling the leaves on the roadside.
The woman finally stopped in front of a large double tombstone.
After the plane crashed, the wreckage fell into the sea and the bodies of the two people were not found.
The Yun family built a cenotaph for them, and the cemetery contained their clothes and daily necessities.
On the tombstone, the black and white photo of the middle-aged man and woman was covered with dust, and she reached out to wipe it clean.
Both of them have superior looks, and Yun Lanyue's facial features combine the advantages of both.
"Mom and Dad, I'm here to see you."
She placed the bouquet of chrysanthemums in the center and sat down on the lawn under the tombstone.
"I haven't come back to see you all these years, I hope you don't blame me.
I'm not strong enough, and if my uncle wants to harm me, he can just lift a finger. I've been secretly developing my strength, and now your daughter is very outstanding."
"Dad, believe me, I will definitely get the shares of Yun Group, and uncle's plan will definitely not succeed."
She rambled on and on about what had happened over the years.
It does sound like nonsense for her to fight against the entire Yun family alone, but this has been her goal for so many years.
She wanted to turn the Yun family upside down and take control of the family.
Just like Mo Chenyan, who is in control of the entire Mo family at a young age.
Unfortunately, when she arrived at the Mo family, Mo Chenyan had already inherited the Mo family, otherwise she could have learned from their experience.
"Mom and Dad, Mo Chenyan is a very emotional person. I've been with him for so many years, but he doesn't have any feelings for me at all.
Bai Yueguang returned to China and hastily abandoned me. Before that, I really wanted to have a child for him."
She could easily express her innermost thoughts to her parents.
"He still can't forget his first love. Do men have a first love complex?
In fact, during the years we were together, he didn't treat me very well, but when we signed the divorce agreement, I asked him if there was any room for maneuver. Isn't that ridiculous? "
The woman laughed at herself. She probably looked like a clown to Mo Chenyan.
At the banquet, Mo Chenyan was not at all surprised by her appearance. He must have found out all the news about her long ago.
And her understanding of him was not as good as what she found in the information.
"Mom and Dad, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, I will try my best to make it. One day, I will come to you again and tell you the good news."
She wiped away the tears that welled up in her eyes due to memories, stood up and bowed deeply to the tombstone.
Going down the path, she saw the cemetery where the memorial service was held, and turned and walked over.
Speaking of which, there is a memory here.
When she was eight years old, she received the news that her parents had passed away and cried until her eyes were red.
It was raining heavily on the day of the memorial service.
She thought her parents were buried in the cold soil, so while the adults were mourning, she stumbled up the mountain in the heavy rain, carrying a shovel that was taller than her body.
She was weak and could not accept the blow of her parents' death, and she had been running a fever for a long time.
But she endured the pain, braved the rain, and went to dig the grave with a shovel.
Halfway through the journey, the little girl collapsed due to lack of strength.
The rain pouring from the sky hit her body, it hurt so much.
In a daze, she seemed to see the gentle looks of her parents, and she choked and cried loudly.
A black umbrella was held above her head, shielding her from the wind and rain.
"Who are you?"
She blinked and looked through tearful eyes.
The man holding the umbrella was a boy of about twelve or thirteen years old, dressed in black and exuding a cold aura.
He helped her up with one hand, "Why are you crying?"
The boy's voice was hoarse, a characteristic of voice change, and it wasn't pleasant at all.
She gripped the shovel tightly and said, "Mom and Dad have been locked up by them and can't go home. I want Mom and Dad to go home with me."
"You have a fever. I'll take you downstairs."
The girl's scorching heat made him frown. He squatted down, let her lie on his back, and took her downstairs.
"Brother, I want to save mom and dad, woo woo, put me down."
"Your parents are dead."
Yun Lanyue's struggling movements froze, and then she burst into tears.
"No, Mom and Dad are not dead. They said they would bring gifts for Nian Nian when they come back. They wouldn't lie to me."
She cried and made a fuss, wanting to go find her parents, and the boy's expression turned gloomy.
"If you make trouble again, I'll lock you in a dark room where no one can find you."
"Don't lock up Nian Nian, Nian Nian is afraid."
Almost instantly, the little girl stopped crying, with only a few sobs occasionally spilling out.
Like the whimper of a kitten, sad and pitiful.
The boy's shoulders are not broad, but in the little girl's heart, they can shelter her from wind and rain.
He carried her to the door of the memorial service, put her down, and put a small chocolate in her hand.
"Don't be afraid. The current difficulties are temporary. When you grow up, everything will pass."
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