C27

In a villa area in S City

A blue Lamborghini sports car stopped outside a garden villa. Mi Yue opened the door and got off, passing through the garden. Steward Nanny Zhang came over and respectfully said, "It's Miss Mi. Madam is in the hall of the first floor, so you should accompany her for a chat."

Mi Yue nodded and headed straight for the parlour.

The sunlight was extremely good. Through the French windows, it covered the entire parlour.

On the sofa, a beautiful woman was resting with her eyes closed while leaning against the armrest. She was wearing elegant and noble clothes.

"Madam, Miss Mi is here!" Nanny Zhang laughed and went to pour some tea.

"Mama Xing!" Mi Yue said politely.

"Oh, it's Yue'er. Come, sit by my side!" The woman patted the sofa beside her.

Mi Yue took off her coat and handed it to the servant. She then sat down on the sofa and asked, "Where's Grandmother?" How is she? "

"Hmm, okay, she's probably messing with her flowers in the backyard. She doesn't believe that Ah Cheng has already …" Mrs. Zhan's voice was choked with emotions, and she didn't continue speaking. She took the tea cup that Nanny Zhang brought over and took a sip, her lips full of bitterness, "It's good that you don't believe her, at least there's a thought."

Two months had passed, and neither the search and rescue team they had sent to sea nor the police search and rescue team had heard anything. Everyone had prepared her mentally, and she was gradually falling into despair.

Mi Yue bit her lips and took a deep breath, trying her best not to provoke Mrs. Zhan. However, tears still welled up in her eyes. She looked at the white hair on Mrs. Zhan's head and whispered, "Isn't the rescue team still searching for her? I wouldn't believe it even if I didn't see Nancheng with my own eyes!"

Mrs. Zhan held the teacup in her hand and lowered her eyes in silence.

"What about the company?" Mi Yue changed the topic.

"The situation has been brought under control. Fortunately, Grandma's prestige is still there. The elder who helped her stabilize the situation has been with me for the past few days. I'm just a bit exhausted." Mrs. Zhan's mother, who had lost her child, was already in extreme pain. She had to deal with all the sudden changes in the company. Mrs. Zhan's tone was filled with exhaustion.

"If there's anything you need help with, feel free to say it. I can also help!" Mi Yue held Mrs. Zhan's hand and comforted her.

"Alright!" Mrs. Zhan laughed softly, gently caressing the back of Mi Yue's hand with her dainty fingers, and said with tears in her voice, "Yue, you're a good child. It's our, Nancheng's, bad luck, and it's fated that you won't become our Zhan Family's daughter-in-law."

Mi Yue finally couldn't hold back her tears anymore and threw herself into Mrs. Zhan's arms, "San-mama, don't say that. Nancheng is not dead. I love him. I will wait for him until he comes back!"

Mrs. Zhan closed her eyes and shook her head slowly. "Ah Cheng shouldn't have taken the plane. He went to Paris to handle a business, and Ben went on his private plane, but on the second day in Paris, there were suddenly some matters in the company that needed a vice president to take care of. Ah Cheng sent the plane to him to get the vice president back in time, but something happened when Ah Cheng himself returned!"

"This is his fate, and also the fate of our Zhan Family. Ah Cheng's father and grandfather both died young and middle-aged, but in the end, they still left their bloodline in the Zhan Family, and Ah Cheng …"

Mi Yue kept shaking her head with her face buried in Mrs. Zhan's embrace as she cried, "Nancheng still hasn't been found. I don't believe that he's dead. I don't believe it, mother."

Mrs. Zhan's face was covered in tears. She had never been willing to believe it, but the rescue team clearly knew that many of the victims from that day were not found. The sea was so big, not to mention whether they could still be alive before falling into the sea.

"What are you crying for!" An old and angry shout came from the door!

Mi Yue raised her head abruptly. With teary eyes, she saw Nancheng's grandma standing at the door. She had a head full of crane hair, but her eyes were not cloudy at all. She was staring at them coldly.

Mrs. Zhan stood up and wiped away the tears on her face as she respectfully said, "Mom."

Old Mistress Xian walked over and swept her sharp gaze across the two of them. "A-Cheng isn't dead yet, neither of you are allowed to cry!"

Mi Yue walked over and put her arm around the madame's. "Grandma, I believe that I just missed him too much!"

Old Madam Xian's expression softened as she pulled her hand to sit on the sofa. She changed from her previous solemn demeanor to a benevolent smile. "Grandmother also misses him. Let's wait for him to return home together!"

Mi Yue nodded her head vigorously. "I will definitely wait."

In the past, Old Mistress Xian didn't really like Mi Yue, so the relationship between Zhan Nancheng and Mi Yue was never settled. Ever since the incident, Mi Yue came here every day to accompany Mrs. Zhan, and Old Mistress Cheng's attitude towards her gradually improved.

Mrs. Zhan looked at Mi Yue's hand holding the madame's hand. Suddenly, tears welled up in her eyes. She was afraid that the madame would see it, so she turned around hurriedly.