Chapter 104 - 104: Always?
After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Wen Yanqingâs motherâs ashes were buried in the Milky Way Cemetery.
The next morning.
Wen Yanqing held a bouquet of white chrysanthemums and led Lin Gantang to his motherâs grave.
This was the first time Lin Gantang had seen how Wen Yanqingâs mother, Fang Xin, looked. In the photo, she had her hair tied up and had a gentle smile on her face, with a dimple showing slightly.
Wen Yanqing greatly resembled her.
Wen Yanqing placed the white chrysanthemum in front of the tombstone, his eyes filled with endless longing.
He stood quietly in front of her, thinking of the meals his exhausted mother had prepared for him during those days, and thinking of his motherâs expectations for his future.
Wen Yanqing buried all his memories deep within his heart. He held Lin Gantangâs hand and smiled, his gaze gentle. âMum, 1 brought her to see you.â âAuntie, my name is Gantang. Iâm Yanqingâs girlfriend.â
Wen Yanqing tightened his grip on her hand.
He could finally bring her here legitimately.
Wen Yanqingâs silence made Lin Gantang think that he was too sad on his motherâs death anniversary.
Before they left, Lin Gantang shook his hand. âDonât be sad. Iâll accompany you.â
âAlways?â
Lin Gantang nodded.
In the quiet cemetery, the autumn dew on the grass by the side of the road had not evaporated yet, like crystal-clear beads.
The two of them met Wen Rendong, who had come to pay his respects with white lilies.
Wen Yanqingâs face was emotionless as he walked past him while holding Lin Gantangâs hand.
The relationship between father and son was worse than she had imagined.
Lin Gantang turned around and saw that Wen Rendong hadnât left and was watching them leave.
When Wen Rendong saw Lin Gantang turn around, he smiled amiably at her.
After a day of work, Wen Yanqing chose to return to the Wen family.
After Wen Rendong came back from the cemetery that day, he did not go anywhere else but personally took care of the lilies in front of the courtyard.
In his memory, Fang Xin liked white lilies the most.
There was a commotion at front of the door. The servants could not stop her, and Zhou Manbai barged in. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âWen Rendong, didnât you say that divorce was enough? Now that Zhengwei is in prison, youâre deliberately making things difficult for the Zhou family, arenât you?â Zhou Manbai cursed as soon as she entered.
âWhat nonsense are you talking about?â Wen Rendong threw the pruning shears down.
âIâm talking nonsense?â Zhou Manbai was enraged. âZhengwei was sentenced to ten years by the court! Itâs ten years! Why would he be sentenced so heavily for fighting? Zhengwei is so young, but the rest of his life is ruined!â
Zhou Zhengwei was the son of Zhou Manbaiâs older brother. The two of them had a good relationship. When Zhou Zhengwei was detained and interrogated, Zhou Manbai went around looking for connections to get him off the hook.
In the past, Zhou Zhengwei was not punished for his repeated mistakes because the Zhou family had acknowledged a god-relative and had connections with the higher-ups. However, this person had been reported for malpractice two months prior, resulting in him being immediately dismissed and investigated.
What a coincidence. Zhou Manbai suspected that the Wen family was behind this. Otherwise, why was everything going so badly for her now?
It had been a long time since Wen Yanqing had returned to the Wen family. However, the moment he returned, he saw Zhou Manbai.
Wen Yanqing calmly handed his suit jacket over to Aunt Zhong, who had walked up to him. âDidnât I say before that people from the Zhou family canât enter the Wen familyâs door?â
When Zhou Manbai saw Wen Yanqing, her eyes turned red. âYour father isnât dead, so is it your turn to make decisions in the Wen family?â
âPerhaps 1 wasnât the one in charge of the Wen family on the day of your divorce, but now, Iâm really the one in charge.â Wen Yanqing looked at the servants. âSend her out. Sheâs not a guest of the Wen family. Remember, the next time she comes, either she leaves, or you leave..â