Tang Yanqi didn’t know what she should say. She understood Mr. Sheng’s words, but for her, wasn’t this also a good thing?
If it wasn’t for Mr. Sheng’s self-assertion, she wouldn’t have beco the Young Madam Sheng, she wouldn’t have gotten so close to Sheng Jianan, and Sheng Jianan would absolutely have no possibility of liking her.
Tang Yanqi was grateful for everything now, grateful for the kindness of the elderly, grateful for his arrangents.
Gently holding Mr. Sheng’s hand, Tang Yanqi smiled slightly, "Grandfather, this is my good fortune."
Mr. Sheng’s weathered face was overflowing with a smile, he patted Tang Yanqi, "Good child."
The old man was tired and laid down to rest. Tang Yanqi left his room, returned to her and Sheng Jianan’s room, sat on the bed, recalling Mr. Sheng’s words just now.
The old man knew she was the one who had accompanied Sheng Jianan before, yet he didn’t tell Sheng Jianan about this, because of her dignity.
Mr. Sheng was protecting her dignity. She never wanted to receive "gratitude" from Sheng Jianan, nor did she want Sheng Jianan to repay her because of this. This was the reason she didn’t speak about it, and the reason Mr. Sheng didn’t speak about it.
Worthy of being the forr helmsman of Shengshi Group, what an insightful elder.
After sitting on the bed for a while, Tang Yanqi felt sowhat sleepy, perhaps because she got up too early this morning and didn’t sleep well last night.
Leaning against the pillow, she fell asleep in a blur.
This sleep was sweet and long-lasting, Tang Yanqi didn’t even know how long she slept. She got up dazedly, and as soon as she opened the door, she heard a commotion outside.
She had just reached the top of the stairs when she saw Mr. Sheng rushing up, eyes red, and he slapped her as soon as he raised his hand.
Tang Yanqi was stunned by the hit, yet when she went downstairs, she was even more stunned.
There were people in police uniforms, people in white coats, and maids busy in chaos.
Mrs. Sheng was crying tears beside, Mr. Sheng grabbed her and almost dragged her to Mr. Sheng’s bed.
"Tang Yanqi, look, look..."
Tang Yanqi froze in place, Mr. Sheng’s body was still covered with the quilt from before, but a layer of white cloth was placed over his face, what this ant, even a fool could understand.
Tang Yanqi shook her head, shook it desperately, this can’t be, how can this be possible?
The elder who talked so much with her before, how can it be that now they’re separated by life and death?
This can’t be, this absolutely can’t be.
"Are you Miss Tang? Please cooperate with us for an investigation."
A man in a police uniform approached Tang Yanqi and spoke politely. Tang Yanqi’s mind was already blank. She didn’t really hear what the people beside her were saying.
As for the police’s questions, she just answered whatever she was asked.
It wasn’t until Mr. Sheng’s body was loaded onto the car, sent to the suburban funeral ho, did Tang Yanqi slightly regain so awareness.
Really... really gone?
How is this possible?
Because the person passed away at ho, the police and forensic doctors needed to intervene in the investigation to ascertain the cause of death.
And Mr. Sheng’s cause of death was simple, he was already in the late stage of liver cancer, the pain from the cancer, compounded by not receiving tily pain relief, induced shock, coupled with old age, a weakened heart, leading to his death.
This was an accident, not homicide, nor murder.
Thus, the elder’s body was quickly sent to the funeral ho.
Nevertheless, the entire Sheng Family cast all their grievances on Tang Yanqi.
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