The mourning hall, bustling with activity.
Despite Sun Jing’an and Sun Jingyu being influential in City B.
It was of no use at this mont.
Old Madam Sun said to her son, "Jing’an, calm down."
Sun Jing’an glared fiercely at Su Ruanruan.
At this mont, Gui Zhi ca over.
She handed a letter to Old Madam Sun.
She said, "The old lady left this specifically before she passed."
Old Madam Sun caressed the envelope, sighing inwardly.
She and Old Madam Bao were sisters since their youth, yet because of their children...
...
The following few days passed without incident.
Su Ruanruan took care of daily chores, returning to the Gu Family around ten at night.
On the night of the vigil, she was to accompany the old lady for one last night.
In the small courtyard, although the charcoal fire was burning fiercely.
It was still bitterly cold.
Su Ruanruan had been kneeling for a long ti and softly coughed.
A coat was draped over her shoulders.
It was a scent she recognized.
Su Ruanruan paused for a mont, intending to take it off.
Bao Jingyan gently pressed on her shoulder.
His voice was deep: "I’m here with dad, go and rest."
Bao Jingyuan also said, "Ruanruan, you should go sleep first, you’ve lost a lot of weight these days."
Su Ruanruan wanted to persist, but she truly was physically drained.
Before leaving, she returned the coat to Bao Jingyan.
Bao Jingyan’s gaze was profound.
He said nothing.
Instead, Bao Mingyuan looked at his son with a aningful expression...
Su Ruanruan returned to the main house.
She stayed in the forr bedroom on the second floor, next to Bao Ziqi.
This was also to avoid suspicion.
To avoid suspicion from Bao Jingyan!
Although she felt a bit unwell, she felt much better after drinking a cup of ginger tea.
Before going to sleep, she prepared to check on Bao Ziqi.
During cold weather, Bao Ziqi’s leg would occasionally hurt.
As Su Ruanruan arrived, he was taking pain dication.
Su Ruanruan took the dicine box and asked, "Does it hurt a lot?"
"It’s manageable." Bao Ziqi slightly squinted his eyes, his forehead veins popping.
That ant it was very painful.
Su Ruanruan turned up the heating and then went to the bathroom to wring out a hot towel.
She placed it on the painful area of Bao Ziqi’s leg.
After about 20 minutes, she gently massaged him.
"Jingyuan is in the small courtyard, she probably forgot," Su Ruanruan spoke softly, "If she forgets again, just call ."
Bao Ziqi sat in his wheelchair.
He looked down at Su Ruanruan from his elevated position.
His features were charming.
He wore a plain white nightgown.
Tied at the waist with a belt.
The three of them lived together, and he had seen her like this many tis.
But at this mont, he found her moving.
He couldn’t help but ask her, "After the old lady’s affairs are settled..."
Su Ruanruan softly said, "We’ll leave after the funeral on the seventh day."
Bao Ziqi then fell silent.
This mont felt to him as if it were stolen...
At the slightly ajar door.
Bao Jingyan stood there quietly.
He knew she had been living with Ziqi and Jingyuan for a year.
They got along very well.
But this was the first ti he had seen it.
He clenched his fists and turned to leave.
...
At one o’clock in the early morning.
Su Ruanruan returned to her own bedroom.
After taking a shower, she felt fresh and clean.
She sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at everything outside.
She rembered how Bao Jingyan once held her in his lap at this spot.
How terribly he treated her.
Yet, she still fell for him.
Su Ruanruan lowered her eyes, unwilling to think further.
He already had a child.
Just as she thought this, the cry of a baby reached her ears.
Su Ruanruan was startled.
Then she imdiately realized whose child it was...
Bao Mingyuan, fearing she might be disturbed, did not let her contact the child, whom she had never seen.
But in the deep of the night, the baby’s cry was clear...
Footsteps echoed in the stairway.
Up and down.
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