Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Xia Jingshu slightly pursed her lips, her gaze was as soft as water. Her eyes showed indifference to face death with equanimity.
She nodded to her son in acquiescence.
“Mum, did you forgive dad?” Ye Hao sat beside his mother, looking at her in doubt.
Only he knew that his mother had hated father for so many years and thus, for the past thirty years, she never wanted to see him. Father would e to see them on New Year’s Day and their birthday, but mum had never opened the door.
Xia Jingshu smiled at her son, reached out and patted his firm shoulder.
“Yes.” She nodded again.
Her greatest joy in life was having such a sensible and capable son. He was her only source of happiness.
As for hate, it’s gone. She had hated for so many years, until the moment of death, she realized that hate was meaningless, nothing was more important than a happy life. As for the man, whom she had sworn she would never see him again, the doctor said he would not live more than three years. After three years, whether she wanted to see him or not, they would never to meet again.
What else was worth hating, time was the most ruthless thing, even she did not know how long she could live, she would never opened her eyes one day, and would never see her child again.
Seeing the sadness in his mother’s eyes, Ye Hao got up and poured a cup of hot milk and patted his mother on the shoulder.
“Mom, Yanyan and I will visit you on weekends.”
“And, mum, I still have something didn’t tell you, I decided to marry He Xiyan.” Ye Hao said calmly, he had made the decision long ago.
Xia Jingshu took a sip of her milk and nodded without saying yes. She had already guessed such a thing.
“Do you object?” Ye Hao saw his mother kept quietly, then he asked a question. Of course, whether she agreed or not, he would do what he had decided.
“No, I don’t.”
Xia Jingshu was still smiling, she liked the girl very much, she was caring and sensible, but she thought the child a troublesome. It’s too late to change everything now.
“A Hao,” She turned and looked at her son with a sign of warning, “The kid can be raised in Ye family, but he was not the blood of the Ye family, he has no right to inherit Ye Group’s family property.” Xia Jingshu said rationally.
Some things were acceptable, but some were not.
“I know.” Ye Hao nodded.
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The chilling autumn night. The castle was bathed in soft moonlight, it was so quiet that could only hear about the chirping of birds and insects occasionally.
He Xiyan leaned on the windowsill after showering. She recently often in a daze, her thoughts had always drifted far away. She had gone through a lot of things over the past year, so she had a feeling of living in a dream.
She remembered when she was a child, her mother brought her to an old uncle house, who was claimed to be mister oracle. The fortune teller asked for her eight character and read her palm. He said that she would be very rich, but she had a flimsiness blood relationship and her love life was full of frustrations. Her marriage line was broken in the middle, and the god of marriage had given her two red lines.
She was too young to understand, but she remembered her mother getting so angry when she heard that, she tossed her fifty dollars and stormed off with her.
Looking back now, she finally understood why her mother was angry. As flimsiness blood relationship was meant that her loved ones would die early, and the marriage line was broken meant that she would not be happy after marriage, and would divorce.
Although the so-called fortune-telling was not scientifically based, and mustn’t to believe, but the things she had gone through had been predicted by the old man.
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