Having learned the truth about Shu ng’s death, Ning Xiuzhuo was overwheld with grief.
His hatred for Mrs. Ning was no less intense than that felt by Yan Qianyi and Yan Yao.
And he absolutely loathed himself!
Watching the sha-faced Ning Xiuzhuo, Yan Qianyi didn’t speak, her gaze shifting to Yan Yao instead.
She didn’t bla Ning Xiuzhuo in her heart because, to her, Ning Xiuzhuo was rely a stranger.
But it was different for her brother.
Yan Yao spoke up, "The person wasn’t killed by you, so why apologize?"
Ning Xiuzhuo clasped his wrist and sighed deeply, "If only I hadn’t left her, if only I hadn’t married Marcia, if only I hadn’t contacted her years ago... she wouldn’t have died at Marcia’s hands."
Yan Yao calmly said, "But there are no ’ifs’ in this world. Everything has already settled, and your regret won’t change anything."
Ning Xiuzhuo, with tears in his eyes, asked, "Do you truly not hate for what Marcia did?"
Yan Yao countered, "You’re already hating yourself, so why should I bother to hate you too?"
He knew that Ning Xiuzhuo must completely loathe himself, a self-hate that he would never overco in this lifeti.
For the rest of his days, Ning Xiuzhuo was destined to live in a state of guilt and self-reproach.
There really was no need for Yan Yao to add to his own grief over facts that could not be changed.
He had long since forgiven Ning Xiuzhuo. It was just that Ning Xiuzhuo himself refused to forgive himself.
Ning Xiuzhuo turned his head to look at Shu ng’s photo on the tombstone, his eyes shimring with tears.
Yan Yao was right; he truly hated himself and regretted his past actions.
Indeed, he was his own son.
Could this be the so-called father-son telepathy?
Ning Xiuzhuo’s gaze fell on Yan Qianyi, "Thank goodness you’re still alive and well. Although I was unaware of Marcia’s actions, everything ultimately started because of . This is the debt I owe you. If you ever need anything from , just ask, and I’ll do everything I can to make it up to you."
Yan Qianyi shook her head, "Uncle Ning, you don’t need to bla yourself so much. What Mrs. Ning did has nothing to do with you, and I believe my mother wouldn’t bla you either."
Perhaps it was because she had seen in her mother’s diary just how much her mother had loved Ning Xiuzhuo that she couldn’t bring herself to bla him.
When they had broken up years ago, Ning Xiuzhuo truly hadn’t known that her mother was already pregnant with her brother.
In love, there are no absolute rights or wrongs.
It was simply fate that had cruelly caused them to miss out on each other.
Ning Xiuzhuo looked at Yan Qianyi with sorrow, "You really do resemble your mother when she was young, both of you are very understanding."
Yan Qianyi gave a faint smile, "Let bygones be bygones, Uncle Ning. I’ve read my mother’s diary; she never held any resentnt towards you and always silently blessed you, wishing you well."
Hearing this, Ning Xiuzhuo couldn’t contain his emotions any longer and began to cry, his forehead propped up by his hand.
"Take care... take good care of your mother for , I won’t disturb you any longer."
Ning Xiuzhuo quickly turned and left, not wanting to show such vulnerability in front of his younger relatives.
Good and evil will be repaid in the end, and everyone has paid the price for the mistakes they made.
Yan Qianyi also passed her final assessnts at the Military Academy successfully.
Later, she heard from Mu Huaner that Ning Nuan had decided to drop out of school.
Ning Nuan had always been proud and couldn’t bear the thought of returning to a school where everyone would point and whisper.
The actions of Mrs. Ning had utterly shattered Ning Nuan’s self-respect, leaving her unable to hold her head up in public anymore.
Ning Nuan was now too afraid to even go to school, and naturally, she dared not show herself in front of Mu Yunlie and Yan Qianyi.
Yan Qianyi’s life finally returned to a tranquil happiness.
She was afraid that once school started, she wouldn’t have much ti to spend with Mu Zerui, so she dedicated most of her sumr vacation to accompanying him.
Occasionally, she would still visit the nursing ho.
That day, Yan Qianyi went to the nursing ho again.
Dean Xu was very happy to see her and said with relief, "Little Divine Doctor, thank you for still willing to co and visit everyone. You haven’t been here for over half a year, and the elderly here have been talking about you every day. They thought you weren’t coming back."
"I was busy with so things before, so I couldn’t co, but I will still visit occasionally in the future."
"That’s great, that’s great."
Yan Qianyi continued to treat so of the seniors with complicated illnesses, just as she had before.
The difference now was that after treatnt, the elders would insist on chatting with her, and they would talk for a long ti. She simply couldn’t leave.
She had planned to treat everyone and then leave early to spend ti with Ruirui, but instead, she was detained by the endearing elders until the evening before she could finally depart.
Stepping out of the nursing ho, she looked towards the sunset in the sky.
Due to the remote location of the nursing ho, the natural scenery was very pleasant.
She took off her baseball cap and mask, and took a deep breath.
In an era of high technology, with environntal pollution in the larger world, it was rare to experience such fresh air.
Yan Qianyi closed her eyes and quietly savored the peaceful beauty under the sunset for a while.
She didn’t realize that she had been secretly photographed.
Later, Yan Qianyi took a car back ho.
Aunt Xue and Mu Yunlie were waiting for her to co ho for dinner.
Seeing her return, Aunt Xue said, "Then I will start serving dinner, I made all of Miss’s favorite dishes today."
Yan Qianyi nodded and stretched her neck while sitting at the dining table.
Seeing her sowhat tired, Mu Yunlie asked, "You were there for so long today, are you very tired?"
Yan Qianyi smiled, "I hadn’t gone for so long before, now every ti I go, everyone is very enthusiastic, and insists on talking with for a long ti. I thought that since you were ho with Ruirui today, I might as well stay a bit longer."
"Those elderly people really like you," Mu Yunlie said, looking at Yan Qianyi with gentle eyes, "Grandma didn’t even know what you looked like or what your real identity was, yet she insisted that I marry you."
Now, when he thought back, if it hadn’t been for Grandma’s eager matchmaking, their relationship might not have developed so quickly.
Grandma had a sharp eye for people.
Even though Grandma had been urging him to start dating for years, no girl truly caught her eye.
Even with Ning Nuan, Grandma wasn’t too satisfied.
It showed just how much Grandma had liked Yan Qianyi back then.
Yan Qianyi chuckled, "Sotis when I think back, I also find fate quite amazing."
At that ti, she had not expected that the grandson Grandma Nangong talked about would turn out to be her husband in na only.
"Miss!!!"
Aunt Xue suddenly ran out of the kitchen excitedly, without carrying any dishes, and looked at Yan Qianyi with a shocked face.
"What’s wrong?" Yan Qianyi was startled by Aunt Xue’s reaction, "Is the kitchen on fire?"
"No... it’s not, Miss, you... you’re actually the Masked Divine Doctor?!" Aunt Xue exclaid in amazent, eyes wide.
Although Yan Qianyi liked to spend her days in her laboratory and had great dical skills, Aunt Xue had never associated her with the Masked Divine Doctor.
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