Anzhi's death made Tang Muyan feel more guilty. If she hadn't lost her temper, this situation wouldn't have happened.

Later, she found out that Tang Jue was the culprit.

Tang Muyan's guilt was somewhat diluted, and it was also the death of her parents that made her learn to endure.

Excessively negative emotions can cause immeasurable disasters to others.

If she hadn't been so extreme back then, maybe her parents would have been more careful when driving and that situation wouldn't have happened.

This became Tang Muyan's heart knot.

Tang Muyan watched her parents being buried, and after the ceremony, she fainted from exhaustion.

When I woke up, I was in Lu Huaichen's room.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Lu Huaichen sitting beside the bed watching over her.

Lu Huaichen rested his chin on his hand, looking tired.

Tang Muyan raised her arm, placed her fingertips on his forehead and touched it gently.

She wanted to call him Ah Chen, but her voice was hoarse from crying these days and she couldn't call him at all.

Her eyes were hot and painful, her whole body was tired, and her heart was even more tired. When she fainted, she didn't have to think about anything, but when she woke up, she was surrounded by deep sadness.

She opened her lips, but still no sound came out.

My throat hurts.

Lu Huaichen noticed that Tang Muyan had woken up. He opened his eyes. Although he was tired, he had no complaints and there was still tenderness in his eyes when he looked at Tang Muyan.

He asked, "Yan Yan, you're awake now, would you like some porridge?"

Tang Muyan shook her head. She had no appetite. She hadn't eaten much for a while.

Lu Huaichen gently stroked her head, "Yan Yan, if you do this, your mother will be sad if she sees you."

Tang Muyan pushed Lu Huaichen's hand away, turned around, and left him with a lonely back.

She was unable to utter a sound and could not argue.

The careful Lu Huaichen noticed something unusual and wondered why she didn't talk back.

Is it because I'm sad or because my throat has been so sore from crying that I can't speak?

Lu Huaichen felt that the latter was more likely, so he handed the phone to Tang Muyan, "Is your throat sore that you can't speak? If you want to say something, just type it on the phone, don't hold it in."

Tang Muyan pursed her lips and took the phone.

Her fingers were shaking a little and she often made the wrong touches when typing. It was obvious that she was still immersed in sadness.

After she finished typing, she stubbornly placed the phone in front of Lu Huaichen.

[You are lying. My parents have clearly left this world. No one will take care of me anymore.]

Without waiting for Lu Huaichen to speak, Tang Muyan took back her phone and continued typing on it, [From now on, no one will care about me anymore. Ah Chen, do you think I am free now? ]

She returned the phone to Lu Huaichen and didn't want to continue talking.

She shouldn't have done that.

The little girl's eyes were red again. Her eyes were now swollen like little buns, which looked very ugly. For the little girl who always paid much attention to her appearance, she now felt that it was unnecessary.

"Yan Yan, no one will ignore you. I will continue to take care of you in place of your uncle and aunt. They didn't leave this world, they just jumped out of time."

I was afraid that what I said was too profound and Tang Muyan wouldn’t understand.

Sure enough, the little girl's slender eyebrows frowned.

Lu Huaichen explained, "They just appear beside you in another form. When they miss Yanyan, they will sneak into Yanyan's dreams."

"If they knew that Yanyan was harming her body by not eating well, she would blame me for not taking good care of you. You don't want your parents to resent your brother, do you?"

Lu Huaichen's words became more and more outrageous, but fortunately the little girl listened to him.

She turned around slowly, looked at Lu Huaichen with her red and swollen eyes, nodded vigorously, and made the word "eat" with her mouth, but it was silent.

You can vaguely tell what the little girl means from her lip movements.

"Okay, you wait here obediently, and Ah Chen will go downstairs to get food for Yanyan."

Lu Huaichen left in such a hurry that he didn't even have time to close the door.

There were new guests at the Lu family today, a couple who looked to be in their fifties.

The old lady of the Lu family sat in the main seat and looked at the two old couples. Butler Yu stood behind her.

The old lady's voice was as authoritative and powerful as ever.

"You two are Anzhi's parents."

Anzhi is from Fuyang and his family has no background.

Because An Zhi was the savior of Chen Jing and her son, Mrs. Lu had always had a bad attitude towards Chen Jing, and she had even secretly investigated An Zhi.

This woman, An Zhi, has no special background in her family except for her good looks. In the eyes of Old Lady Lu, she is just as charming as Chen Jing.

Chen Jing was not the daughter-in-law chosen by Mrs. Lu. She had her eyes on someone else. But she had no choice but to agree because Chen Jing came with her child.

Previously, she had refused to agree and even suggested to kill the mother and keep the son. Fortunately, Old Master Lu was an open-minded man. He kept Chen Jing and her son and also gave her a legitimate status.

Old Madam Lu always looked down upon others, and even after An Zhi's death, her tone towards An Zhi's parents did not improve at all.

Father An nodded and said, "We are Anzhi's parents."

The two men had serious expressions and their faces were full of vicissitudes. Their hair turned white overnight because of the news of Anzhi's death.

The old lady was about to speak when she saw her beloved grandson running down. She pretended to cough twice and didn't dare to continue speaking.

Seeing Lu Huaichen go to the kitchen, which was some distance away from the main hall, Mrs. Lu dared to continue speaking boldly.

"It is a very sad thing that your daughter and son-in-law have passed away. I can understand the difficulties you two old people are going through."

Mr. and Mrs. An nodded, but were in no mood to talk.

Old Madam Lu continued earnestly, "Anzhi is gone, but you still have to take care of her two children."

Father An said in a dull voice, "Yes, it's our responsibility."

That's his daughter's child, he has to take care of it.

Old Mrs. Lu knew Chen Jing's character. Now that An Zhi was gone, she would definitely adopt the two children from the Tang family.

Maybe, this little girl from the Tang family will become Huai Chen’s wife in the future.

The old lady of the Lu family disliked Tang Muyan since she first came to the Lu family. She looked like a vixen. If she was raised by Chen Jing to be the second Chen Jing, her precious grandson would be like his dead father, as if he had been possessed by another body and could not live without Chen Jing.

That would be really pathetic.

Old Mrs. Lu thought she was very far-sighted. When she received the news of An Zhi and Tang Taicheng's death, she analyzed the future interests almost instantly, so she asked Butler Yu to cut off contact with Chen Jing.

She had to do this for her grandson's future.