An Mingji adjusted the glasses on his nose, feeling a bit of bitterness in his heart, as he tightly held Gu Jin’s hand without letting go.
He gently shook his head at An Feng: "No, all the family mbers have left."
"..."
An Feng sat on the sofa, her elegantly clasped hands trembling slightly.
"Left?" Her voice could no longer remain calm.
An Mingji nodded lightly at her: "Yes."
An Feng’s eyes turned red, and she asked with a trembling voice: "Do you have a relative nad An Ke?"
Hearing the familiar na, An Mingji also couldn’t stay calm; it was as if a string in his mind snapped, and the emotions of sorrow flooded his chest.
The young man responded in a hoarse voice: "Yes, she was my grandmother."
Following this, An Mingji saw the elderly woman in front of him unable to contain her emotions, her expression on the verge of breaking, mixed with surprise and joy.
He squinted his eyes, then continued: "She passed away six years ago."
The words carried a hint of malice.
He said it deliberately.
The woman nad Kasi downstairs was so powerful and confrontational, not even giving face to the Four Great Families of Beijing: the Mu Family and the Wanqi Family. Clearly, the elderly woman before him wielded great strength and power.
Why didn’t she appear earlier?
His grandmother was driven to death; at that ti, he was too young to do anything.
If only—
Even knowing this was misdirected anger, An Mingji couldn’t help but wonder ’what if’ in his heart.
But how many ’what ifs’ are there in life?
An Mingji’s lips curled into a helpless yet mocking smile as he tightly gripped Gu Jin’s hand, unconsciously increasing the pressure.
Gu Jin felt the pain but didn’t utter a word.
She looked worriedly at the boy beside her, who kept his head down, filled with low spirits.
Hearing this, An Feng widened her eyes, the joy faded from her face, quickly replaced by spreading sorrow.
She spoke in a slight trembling voice: "Really? Did my sister leave so early?"
As Kasi walked out of the compartnt with two cups of tea, she imdiately saw Mrs. Darwin silently shedding tears, overwheld with grief.
This woman, who upheld the Darwin Family and single-handedly built its power and influence, was now crying in a way that was sorrowful and frightening to behold.
Kasi, who had been by her side for many years, had never seen her shed a single tear.
The surrounding bodyguards didn’t dare to look over; they were afraid that witnessing the tears of this iron-fisted family head today would an never returning to their own country.
"Mrs. Darwin!"
Kasi was shocked, rushing over with quick steps.
She placed the teacups on the table and ca to Mrs. Darwin’s side, her expression filled with fear: "Madam, what’s wrong with you?"
An Feng grasped Kasi’s hand, silently shedding tears, yet a helpless and heart-wrenching smile appeared on her lips: "Kasi, I found my sister."
"Really?! Congratulations, you’ve finally found your family after so many years!"
Kasi knew that Mrs. Darwin had been searching for her family for many years, mistakenly thinking she was crying tears of joy.
An Feng gently shook her head: "But she passed away six years ago."
"..." Kasi opened her mouth, then slowly closed it again.
She took out a white handkerchief to wipe the tears of the family head, known for her authoritative command within the Darwin Family.
She tried to console with a sowhat stiff tone: "Madam, please accept my condolences. Your sister has gone to et God early; she will surely be taken care of by angels."
Gu Jin and An Mingji listened as the master and servant conversed in Italian.
They both understood Italian, and when Kasi ntioned eting God, a look of disagreent flashed in their eyes.
Grandmother would not go to et God, as that is the creator of the West.
In the East, they have their own beliefs.
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