After being kicked out of the rich family, she had morning sickness, and the chaebol heir went crazy

"Uh?"

Xu Lili was slightly startled, and then suddenly realized: "Didn't Wanwan talk to you in detail?"

"She mentioned it briefly, but didn't go into a lot of details. I want to know more about Wanwan's past, the years I wasn't a part of, and I want to know everything about her."

"Okay." Xu Lili pondered for a moment and decided to summarize the long story briefly.

After all, the child is about to wake up.

"In fact, Lu Huaijin was not a bad person. Wanwan and I met him before. The Zhu family was indifferent to Wanwan, and even Lu Huaijin helped Wanwan with her tuition."

"I think the source of this is Zhu Lian. Just because of having such a sister, Wanwan's life trajectory has completely changed."

Xu Lili was filled with emotion.

Su Yan listened silently. Although Xu Lili's narration was a bit messy, he still keenly captured the core clues.

"I really hate Zhu Lian. She always seems to compete with Wanwan for everything. First it was Qin Youming, then Lu Huaijin!"

Xu Lili's tone was filled with indignation.

She suddenly picked up the glass of water and drank it in big gulps.

Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps coming from upstairs.

Xu Lili immediately gave Su Yan a look, signaling him to be quiet: "Come on, come on, try the eight-treasure porridge specially made by Su's father, it tastes super good!"

"Good morning, Dad Su, good morning, Aunt Xu!"

The three children greeted each other one by one, sat down in unison, and were well-behaved and sensible.

Zhu Feiwan was the last one to go downstairs. She was dressed in black with a pure white flower on her chest.

After the children finished their breakfast, they were led by their nanny to the bus to school.

Zhu Feiwan ate a few bites and looked at his watch.

"The cemetery opens at eight. We should set off."

"it is good."

Zhu Feiwan specially chose the day after that day to go to the cemetery to pay his respects.

Qin Youming's tombstone has long been decorated with various flowers and fresh fruits, and a photo is embedded on the tombstone.

That was his eternal 22 years old.

Zhu Feiwan slowly bent his knees and squatted, gently placing the bouquet in his arms in front of the monument.

Then she lit three incense sticks and reverently inserted them into the small and exquisite copper incense burner.

"Youming, I have been wandering abroad for these years and have never had the chance to come back to see you. Don't worry, I have found clues about the real murderer who made you leave innocently. I promise you that I will make her lose her reputation and receive the punishment she deserves. But please give me some time to collect irrefutable evidence and ensure that justice is served."

She spoke in a low voice, her eyes determined.

She would not act rashly until she was sure everything was safe, so as not to alert the enemy hiding in the dark.

Uncover the truth and make sure the real culprit is not hiding.

It was just a matter of time, she just had to wait patiently for the best time to come.

……

Just as Zhu Feiwan was immersed in heavy memories and mourning.

Xu Lili suddenly made a new discovery and called her anxiously, waving her hands to signal her to come closer.

Su Yan hurriedly helped Zhu Feiwan up steadily, and the two walked side by side to the place indicated by Xu Lili.

The sight before them stunned them: two tombstones stood side by side, only one step away from each other.

On the right side, it is clearly written "Tomb of my beloved wife Zhu Feiwan".

What is even more shocking is that on Zhu Feiwan’s stele, there is a line of small characters delicately carved:

——The husband Lu Huaijin stood.

Xu Lili asked in surprise: "Wanwan, was it Lu Huaijin who erected the tombstone for you?"

Zhu Feiwan did not answer immediately, but just stared at the familiar brushstrokes.

Just then, a cemetery manager with a puzzled look slowly approached.

"Are you relatives of the deceased?"

He asked with a complicated expression.

"That's it."

Xu Lili answered slightly embarrassedly.

After all, Zhu Feiwan is still alive, and such a tombstone set up in advance inevitably seems a bit unlucky.

The administrator looked at the three of them carefully, frowning slightly.

"Except for her husband, almost no one would come here to see her. I thought she had no relatives or friends and died alone. I heard that she had a fire. The funeral was particularly lonely on that day, with only her husband by her side. As a friend, why didn't you come to see her off? Her husband knelt in front of the tomb for a whole day and night. The heavy rain soaked him all over. No matter how his entourage tried to dissuade him, he was unwilling to leave. If you are interested, you should go and see him. I see that he has been getting thinner and thinner year after year. He has been single and has not remarried. It's really pitiful."

The administrator shook his head helplessly, turned around and continued to clean up the withered flowers and rotten fruit plates scattered around, leaving behind a string of sighs.

The administrator's words made her purse her lips and remain silent for a long time.

Su Yan tried to comfort her, but all his words seemed pale and powerless, and he could only gently put his arm around her shoulders.

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Xu Lili hurried to adjust it: "Wanwan, why don't you remove this tombstone? You are living a good life. It is unlucky to keep it."

"No need, let's just leave it at that. The Zhu Feiwan of the past has disappeared with the fire. Now I am Zhu Yunran. From now on, you have to get used to calling me Yunran."

"Uh... okay, night... Yunran." Xu Lili agreed with some awkwardness.

"let's go."

Zhu Feiwan glanced at the inscription indifferently, then gently pushed his sunglasses upwards, covering half of his face.

Maybe outsiders can't know.

But Zhu Feiwan knew that every word on the tombstone was carved by Lu Huaijin himself.

She couldn't help but wonder if his feelings for her were real.

Or is this all just a carefully designed script by him?

With thousands of thoughts in his mind, Zhu Feiwan took a step forward and his figure gradually disappeared into the shade of the trees in front of him.

Su Yan walked silently at the end of the team, with subtle complex emotions flashing in his eyes.

His eyes were fixed on the tombstone.

Those vigorous and powerful handwritings seem to tell stories of the past in the wind.

He secretly guessed in his heart that these words must have been written by Lu Huaijin.

No wonder Wanwan's expression changed so subtly a moment ago.

"Night……"

Su Yan subconsciously quickened his pace, trying to catch up with the figure in front of him, but he caught something in an instant and his words paused slightly in his throat.

"Yun Ran, let me drive you on the way back. You look a little tired today. Take this opportunity to have a good rest."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Feiwan nodded lightly.

Her eyes were gentle, and she seemed to have let down all her guard at that moment.

The three of them quietly left the quiet cemetery and walked slowly towards the parking lot.

While driving, Zhu Feiwan leaned gently against the car window.

Her face was turned to the window, her eyes blurred as she looked at the receding scenery.

However, this rare tranquility did not last long.

Liu Ying's slightly excited voice came from the other end of the phone: "Yun Ran, I have good news to tell you. Zhou Xuan's perfume endorsement has been cancelled, but the endorsement is still mine! You said before that you would help me get it back. Did you help me secretly?"

"That's it."