"Zhou Jingwei, are you okay?" Cheng Weiyue couldn't help but ask.

The emotion of concern finally prevailed.

Zhou Jingwei's hand pinched her wrist for a moment, and then he said in an inaudible tone: "You know everything?"

Cheng Weiyue said softly "Yeah".

"I'm fine, Yueyue, I'm fine." He repeated fine softly, as if he wanted to comfort the girl in his arms who was worried about him.

Cheng Weiyue looked up at him, his brows and eyes were filled with light and gentleness.

This is the tenderness that only Cheng Weiyue can see.

"Zhou Jingwei," Cheng Weiyue gently moved her hand that was held by Zhou Jingwei, her fingertips pressed his tiger's mouth, and said in a soft voice: "If you are unhappy, you can tell me, although I can't help.

It doesn’t matter to you, but I can stay with you.”

"Aren't you just going to stay with me now?" Zhou Jingwei chuckled, his voice getting softer and softer.

You are already by my side, so I have nothing else to ask for.

The news of Lin Xuansu's death reached Zhou Bingquan's ears almost immediately. This man who had been proud all his life finally lost all his glory at that moment, and his eyes were frighteningly dim.

"My wife, she is emotionally unstable. We didn't expect that something like this would happen suddenly." The housekeeper looked at the sad look on Zhou Bingquan's face and couldn't bear to persuade him: "Don't be too harsh on yourself, it's not your fault.

"

Zhou Bingquan slowly shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's my fault that you don't understand."

"master"

"She is taking revenge on me. She is taking revenge on me." Zhou Bingquan was silent for a moment. His old face and the look in his eyes were shocking and frightening. He said in a voice that was so trembling that it was indescribable: "She took revenge with her own life.

Me! She actually... hates me so much!"

Zhou Bingquan collapsed on the ground, muddy tears fell from his eyes, and he sobbed like a child.

The housekeeper looked at him at a loss, not knowing what to do for a moment.

He has been with Zhou Bingquan for many years, and this is the first time he has seen him like this.

The atmosphere of deathly silence was like a plague, sweeping through the entire Zhou family's old house.

Zhou Jingwei had a nightmare at night, and when he woke up, his clothes were soaked in cold sweat.

He dreamed of Lin Xuansu, Lin Xuansu this morning.

She stood in front of her, wearing a long red dress, with a gentle smile on her face. She said, "Jing Wei, this is the wedding dress your grandma made for your mother."

Zhou Lingshan and others had just left the chairman's office, and everything had not yet gone in an extremely bad direction.

Zhou Jingwei even thought that he had taken care of everything.

So when Lin Xuansu said this to him, his first reaction was astonishment and vague confusion.

"It's very beautiful, Mom. The dress grandma prepared for you looks great on you." He looked at Lin Xuansu who was smiling and said hoarsely: "I'll take you back, okay?"

"Jing Wei, I haven't told you, have I? Your grandmother is a very weak woman, frail and sick, with bad eyesight, and can't do any heavy work. This wedding dress is the only thing she sewed for me. She

It is said that in this once-in-a-lifetime wedding, a girl must marry the person she loves."

Lin Xuansu's smile deepened and she sighed very softly: "But she doesn't know that her daughter has never married the person she likes in her whole life."

"mom"

"Jing Wei, I'm sorry, I have never been a good mother in my life." Lin Xuansu smiled and burst into tears at some point: "Zhou Lingshan and the others are in jail, and my life has not been the same." What are you worrying about?"

"What do you mean you don't have any worries?" Zhou Jingwei's eyes turned red, and he pursed his thin lips slightly. After a long time, he said: "What about me? Who am I?"

Lin Xuansu said: "I am sorry for you."

What Zhou Jingwei wanted was never Lin Xuansu's apology.

He lowered his eyelashes to cover up his extremely complicated emotions: "You have nothing to apologize to me for."

"I'm sorry for you. I know that I didn't do what a mother should do, and now I want you to be the target of the entire Zhou family because of me. But fortunately, everything is over now."

Lin Xuansu sighed slightly and looked at Zhou Jingwei with relieved eyes: "Now, we can all let go of the past and move forward."

Zhou Jingwei read the unspeakable metaphor in Lin Xuansu's words.

"Where do you want to go?" he asked with difficulty.

And Lin Xuansu said in a very brisk voice: "I miss my parents, and I also miss my brother."

Zhou Jingwei suddenly looked at her, his eyes were red, and he could not hide his surprise.

"What are you talking about?"

"Jing Wei, take good care of yourself." Lin Xuansu paused, slowly wiped away the tears on his face with his hands, and said in a voice that was so calm that it made people laugh: "I'm begging you, let me go."

This was the last thing Lin Xuansu asked Zhou Jingwei for in his life.

Zhou Jingwei understood what Lin Xuansu was thinking. She had no worries. Her only regret was that Zhou Bingquan had not been punished to her satisfaction.

So she jumped from the top floor of the Zhou Group, letting the public opinion ferment and letting the Zhou family indulge in the uproar.

Just like the Lin family in the past.

Her biological father was forced to jump from the top floor by Zhou Bingquan. The Lin family was at the forefront of the storm, and the wave of public opinion hit them.

After this, there was no joy in her life.

But now, she used her own death to make Zhou Bingquan unable to let her go for the rest of his life. Likewise, he could never have a trace of joy in his life.

Zhou Bingquan will live in guilt and regret forever. When he wakes up in the middle of the night, only Lin Xuansu's voice and appearance will torture him severely, like a curse.

How cruel and ridiculous, history still repeats the same mistakes over and over again

At the moment of Lin Xuansu's death, he probably felt truly relieved.

Blood debts must be repaid with blood, as a matter of course.

She had no plans left, but the only one he had forgotten might be Zhou Jingwei.

The night was dark, Zhou Jingwei looked at Cheng Weiyue who was sleeping soundly in his arms, and hugged her tightly little by little.

His movements were very gentle, but Cheng Weiyue still woke up.

Her pupils were very dark and bright, looking at him as if they were filled with water.

"Can't sleep?"

Zhou Jingwei smiled and said, "Well, a little bit."

"If you can't sleep, let me put you to sleep." Cheng Weiyue raised her arms and put her arms around his waist, patting him gently.

This word coaxing easily eased Zhou Jingwei's mood.

He asked her: "How to coax her?"

Cheng Weiyue stroked his back from top to bottom. Her palm was small, but the temperature was high, and it was indescribably warm.

The two people's noses were almost touching, and they could feel each other's heartbeat and breathing.
Chapter completed!