What a pity, the one who was saved was not you.
What a pity, I never saw you again until I died.
What a pity…
The beginning of this three-word sentence can be paired with many kinds of ending sentences.
Which one did she leave for him?
Yan Mojiu glanced at Yan Zheng, "What do you want to mean?"
"She didn't abandon you back then." Yan Zheng's hands were shaking.
"You found out that your mother didn't abort you, but gave birth to you, and was willing to let you return to your ancestral home. You must be very happy, right?" Yan Mojiu said in a mocking tone.
It's easy to be heartbroken thinking about what it means for a woman to bear a child with a man who has betrayed her.
Yan Zheng didn't say anything, but he didn't let go either.
He was wrong.
He is not in a position to defend anything.
"Want to fight?" Yan Mojiu stared at him.
"Don't fight back." Yan Zheng said calmly, "Either you beat her to death and let her go to see your mother, or you finish her last words to her."
The last words she left for him couldn't be just three words without a beginning or an end.
"Meet your mother?" Yan Mojiu was quieter than Yan Zheng. "Do you think you are worthy?"
A steel knife was slowly stabbed into Yan Zheng's heart.
"Your mother told you not to tell you the details of the kidnapping. Do you want to know?" Yan Mojiu asked.
"I do." Yan Zheng said without any hesitation.
I want to know what kind of suffering she has endured, and how such a gentle woman like her can endure it.
Even if his heart would be crushed over and over again, he still wanted to know.
"But the victim's family doesn't want to say it." Yan Mojiu sneered very lightly.
Yan Zheng heard something else. Having lived in the political circle for a long time, he quickly understood the deep meaning of his son's words. His hard heart slowly cracked open and blood oozed out from every heart cell.
He is a relative of the perpetrator.
There is no reason in this world for the victims' families to complain to the perpetrators' families.
Yan Mojiu felt bored when he saw a man in a high position almost crying because of what he said. "Forget it. What mom meant is that if you still have a trace of conscience and a little bit of intention to make amends to me, I will tell you what she left for you. You will not go against mom's last words."
After a pause, he said, "The complete last words are—"
Yan Mojiu was a few centimeters taller than Yan Zheng, but Yan Zheng didn't raise his head even though he did so unconsciously.
His jaw was taut as he stared at Yan Mojiu's eyes, which looked very much like Lin Ruxue's.
"What a pity, I almost fell in love with you."
After Yan Mojiu finished speaking, he turned around and walked away in big strides.
'Bang'.
The office door closed tightly with a sound neither light nor heavy.
There was clearly no cold wind blowing in, and the air-conditioning temperature was clearly not low, but Yan Zheng, who was standing behind the door, could feel the biting chill penetrating into his body from all directions, heading straight for his heart.
He remembered the original intention of bringing Xu Yuhe back to the villa.
Lin Ruxue, don't you care at all?
The young man looked at the indifferent woman at night, suppressing his anger.
She said, how much do you want me to care, whether I cry and beg you not to like someone else, or I slit my wrists or jump off a building, whichever one you choose, I will act it out, I may not act as well as the one above you, but I will try my best to act the way you like.
He slammed the door and left.
After getting drunk, he mistakenly recognized her, which eventually led to an irreversible situation.
Even though he had taken a shower, changed his clothes, and warned Xu Yuhe, she still looked at him a few times when she returned home and said lightly, "I wish you a happy new year." The next day, she asked the old man to go back to Lincheng to visit relatives. The old man hated him so much that he happily arranged to send her back to Lincheng.
From then on, she disappeared from his world.
Seventeen years later, she asked her son to return with his last words.
Even more cruel than before.
Even though he knew she might just be telling a lie that would make him live in torment for the rest of his life, he was willing to believe it.
She always knew what he wanted.
He was taking the wrong approach.
He was wrong.
…
Old Master Yan knew that Meng Mingxuan would come to see him, but he thought Meng Mingxuan should have come yesterday, and he ended up waiting for a whole day in vain.
So when Meng Mingxuan came in with the gifts, he snorted heavily, "Whose big favor is this?"
“…”
Meng Mingxuan paused.
The old butler coughed lightly.
Meng Mingxuan looked over and saw the old butler raised his wrist and touched the vintage watch.
She understood immediately and hurried forward to explain, "Grandpa, yesterday, after I and Brother Jiu came back from visiting the Lu family, I heard from Brother Jiu that you were not feeling well. I wanted to come over to visit, but Brother Jiu said you should go to bed, so I bought gifts early in the morning and came over because I was afraid that Grandpa hadn't gotten up yet."
Then he put the gift on the side cabinet and said, "I don't know what Grandpa's diet is, so I bought some wild ginseng and golden bird's nest. I'll ask the housekeeper to stew some tonic for you later."
Old Master Yan gritted his teeth. It turned out that Mo Jiu had told her last night and deliberately made him wait in vain.
"Are Commander Chen's family really related to the Lu family?" Old Master Yan asked about the news that spread throughout the Beijing circle overnight.
"Yeah." Meng Mingxuan nodded.
"It's been kept secret." Old Master Yan thought thoughtfully, "If the Lu family hadn't recruited a son-in-law, this matter would probably not have been made public."
This is to give face to Nie Ziyang and to support him.
Regarding Nie Ziyang's marriage into the Lu family, those who knew the inside story said that Nie Ziyang loved his fiancée to the bones, but outsiders spread extremely unpleasant rumors, saying that Nie Ziyang was completely abandoned by the Nie family and was driven out. Nie Ziyang had no other choice but to marry into the Lu family.
Otherwise, he will have no value at all and the Yan family will no longer look up to him.
What are you talking about.
Meng Mingxuan hadn't heard the rumors. She paused for a moment and then agreed softly, "Yes."
"Do you understand? Yes, yes." Old Master Yan glanced at her.
“…”
Old Master Yan looked at her for a while and waved, "Come here, Grandpa will teach you."
Meng Mingxuan's eyes widened, and she quickly walked to Old Man Yan's side. The old housekeeper pushed a chair behind her. She thanked him and sat down, her small body straight.
Old Master Yan looked at her carefully, and then said, "Mo Jiu doesn't feel guilty about you. Even if your mother hadn't died saving him and his mother, he would have fallen in love with you at first sight."
Meng Mingxuan's heart was touched, "Thank you, Grandpa."
"Don't lose your temper again and scratch Mo Jiu so much. Your family members pamper you and won't say anything, but outsiders will slander you if they know about it, and you will be sad and cry after hearing those slanders." said Grandpa Yan.
“…”
Meng Mingxuan's fair little face instantly turned the color of morning glow.
How could Grandpa know...
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