Chapter 142: Chapter 116: Everyone is Hiding Sothing
The owner of Mountain Villa and Ji Hanwen are old friends. By the ti a few people arrived, a banquet had already been set up there waiting.
Ji Sang had t this old friend several tis and had so impression.
He’s a famous philanthropist.
“Old Ji, you’ve got good fortune in your later years, with such an excellent daughter and a son-in-law who is just as exceptional.”
Having said that, Zhou Yongshan smiled and looked at Fu Yisi.
“Speaking of which, I had so dealings with Fu Jue in our earlier years, you resemble him quite a lot.”
Fu Yisi slightly bowed his head.
“Uncle Zhou lately has been promoting a charity school, which my father often ntions to , telling to learn more from you.”
“Oh?”
Zhou Yongshan raised his eyebrows.
“Hiss, I hear you’re a famous doctor.”
Ji Hanwen chid in with a smile.
“In the end, he’ll have to return to the Fu Family, and as for the Ji Family, it will also be handed over to his care.”
Hearing this, Zhou Yongshan smiled.
“That’s indeed the case.”
After exchanging pleasantries, the group entered the dining room ready to eat.
Ji Sang sat next to Yang Jun, spending the whole al tending to her, serving dishes.
“Mom, I feel like you’ve lost a lot of weight, haven’t you been eating well? These next few days I’ll cook for you, we need to fatten you up.”
Yang Jun’s complexion was still not looking good, the two-and-a-half-hour journey had worn her out. But to avoid arousing Ji Sang’s suspicions, she forced herself to eat what was served.
Later it was Fu Yisi who stopped Ji Sang, filling up a bowl full of dishes for her.
“You eat too.”
Only then was Yang Jun freed.
…
During the rest ti, Ji Hanwen tenderly applied dicine to Yang Jun.
“Let’s tell her, it’s too hard on you this way.”
Yang Jun took a sip of water by his hand, shaking her head.
“Let’s get through these few days first, we can tell her on the last day. If I speak now, she will only send back to the hospital.”
Ji Hanwen frowned.
“You should be in the hospital.”
The journey had been exhausting, and who knows how much suffering it had caused her.
Yang Jun smiled faintly.
“Brother Han, I don’t like the sll of hospitals, and you know, staying in the hospital is of no use to . Brother Han, I don’t have much ti left.”
“What nonsensical things are you talking about?!”
Ji Hanwen’s face was stern, maybe intimidating to others, but Yang Jun smiled and grasped his hand gently patting it.
“Brother Han, it’s been more than half a year, how have you still not accepted it? I’m not afraid.”
Ji Hanwen pressed his lips together, gripping her hand tightly in return.
“I don’t want to accept it, Yang Jun, I don’t want to.”
The man who was called the “stern-faced professor” in the first half of his teaching career, and the “smiling fox” on the business field in the latter part of his life, had red eyes at this mont.
Yang Jun’s eyes grew moist.
“But there’s no way, Brother Han, let’s create so more mories in these last days, shall we? I don’t want you to be stuck in a dead-end alone after I’m gone. Rember, you must, you must carry my share and travel to every corner of the world.”
Ji Hanwen fell silent.
In the following days, Yang Jun tried to raise her spirits.
She tried hard to eat the dishes that Ji Sang specifically prepared for her, and during photo taking, she even specially dressed up together with Ji Sang, leaving behind her most beautiful side.
The seemingly harmonious and contented life, in reality, everyone harbored their own secrets.
…
Including Ji Sang.
Sotis, life is full of all sorts of coincidences, both good and bad, which we all must accept.
Ji Sang had never expected that she would hear such a conversation as she passed her parents’ room.
Cancer, terminal, death
Words like these played before her eyes in succession.
She had never considered that such a serious illness would befall her closest kin.
Turns out, for the past six months, both of her parents had been keeping it from her. Saying they were going to Singapore for vacation and recovery, but in fact, they were there for treatnt. No wonder her mother, who had always been especially indulgent, suddenly started arranging blind dates for her half a year ago, aiming to personally secure her future.
So, the trip to city B was never about leisure at all.
Ji Sang’s eyes trembled slightly as she suddenly rembered many things.
The day her parents returned ho, the serious topics and expressions that Fu Yisi and her father discussed in the study…
Fu Yisi’s voice she overheard at the private hospital in city B…
Fu Yisi’s inexplicable questions at the hotel that evening…
And her mother’s attire…
Turns out, Fu Yisi knew as well.
It was just her who was kept in the dark, foolishly believing this was simply a typical family trip.
In reality, it was to leave her with so final, beautiful mories.
Ji Sang leaned against the wall, slowly sat down, and firmly covered her mouth to prevent herself from making even the slightest noise.
Inside the room, Yang Jun tenderly comforted Ji Hanwen, while outside, Ji Sang managed to endure the pain only by biting down hard on the center of her palm.
These past few days, Ji Sang had secluded herself in the kitchen, refusing help from anyone; even when Fu Yisi ca in to check on her, she would send him away.
She put all her efforts into cooking, naively thinking it would make Yang Jun feel a bit better.
But each ti she saw how hard Yang Jun tried to eat, it made her feel unbearably pained.
They had been back from abroad for so many days, and as their daughter, she had only just noticed sothing was off with her mother.
When taking photos, Ji Sang no longer just captured shots of them; she would set up a tripod, arrange the tir, and join them in front of the cara.
Every night, she would sneak to the side hall after Fu Yisi had fallen asleep and personally edit the photos.
Everyone thought they had concealed the truth well, but everything unraveled the day Yang Jun fainted after calling Ji Sang into the room, before she had the chance to explain things to her.
Everyone let their guard slip.
Ji Sang went outside and called Fu Yisi, appearing extrely calm, and even rembered to pick up her phone to call an ambulance.
But her hands were trembling the entire ti.
Fu Yisi conducted a quick check and imdiately called Chen Mo, while Ji Hanwen carried Yang Jun to the car.
All along the way, Fu Yisi drove at breakneck speed.
Ji Sang asked no questions.
And Ji Hanwen understood everything.
“When did you find out?”
Ji Sang, with red eyes and a hoarse voice,
“I heard the conversation you had in your room a few days ago.”
The man driving glanced over at her quickly upon hearing this.
After arriving at the hospital, Chen Mo went straight into the ergency room with his team, while Ji Sang’s legs gave out and she began to collapse. The man promptly wrapped his arms around her waist and asked with a frown,
“Are you okay?”
Leaning on his chest, Ji Sang asked softly, using his support,
“Can she pull through?”
Ji Sang stared blankly at the operating room door, her hands gripping the man’s arm fiercely.
Fu Yisi hugged her tightly to his chest.
“We’ll pull through.”
Ji Sang suddenly took a deep breath and repeated,
“That’s good… that’s good,”
before burying her face into the man’s chest and crying.
The painful restraint of the past several days seed to have found an outlet at this mont.
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