Chapter 812 She's Not Dead

Chapter 812 She's Not Dead

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CHAPTER 811 — She's Not Dead

The living room was bathed in the soft glow of the chandelier, casting warm shadows on the finely upholstered furniture and the priceless artworks adorning the walls.

A fine carpet stretched beneath the Ye Sheng and Ye Cheng sitting opposite each other as they got drowned in their conversation.

Li Jing watched from the periphery as her husband and father-in-law engaged in a heartfelt discussion.

She knew this conversation was vital; she understood the gravity it held for their family and the company. Yet she couldn't help but feel like an intruder in this intimate moment between them.

Her eyes shone with admiration. Ye Cheng had handled the situation with grace and maturity. He had stepped up to take responsibility for his part in their rift, yet he bore no more grudge against his father.

"I'm sure you and mum must have made up now," he began lowering his eyes. "Feels like she cheated on me."

A hearty laugh escaped Ye Sheng's lips at his son's whining. Between the two of them, the one who should feel cheated on should be him, her ex husband and not her son who has had her every since.

"If you look at it from a certain angle, it is, but you cannot blame her. I guess I still have my charm," Ye Sheng teased.

Ye Cheng shuddered slightly. For him it was cringe seeing his old parents still behaving young but he wasn't against the idea if that was what his mother wanted.

All he could think of was how not to get her hurt again.

"I do not know what the future holds for Li An and I but for now let's focus on the present and take things step by step."

"I couldn't agree more. To the future of the Dream Star Corporation," Ye Cheng echoed, and his father nodded.

"We have a lot of work ahead," Ye Cheng reminded him. "We need to ensure the company's success and finally bring Chairman Zhang down."

"We will, together," Ye Sheng responded, his voice filled with determination. "I know I can rely on you, Cheng."

Feeling a lump in her throat, Li Jing chose this moment to interrupt, her heart filled with joy. "I will leave you two to your discussions. I need some rest."

"Of course, Jing," Ye Cheng said, turning to her with a warm smile. "Rest your pretty head well, my love."

Lin Zian heaved a deep sigh but did not say anything. Several seconds passed away and both parties fell silent listening to the sound of their heavy breaths through the phone.

After what seems like forever, Li Jing let her hand fall over her face and exhaled sharply.

"I'm sorry. I... it is hard for you too, right? And more painful of I must say. Y-You...you had many smyears with her and I on the other hand forgot what little I had. So it's wrong for me to force your wounds open."

"Jing-er don't..."

"No gramps, I completely understand. Forgive me."

Not wanting her to keep blaming herself, Grandpa Zian nodded and accepted her apology. "Alright. So what do you want to do? Whatever you wish I shall fulfil it, Jing."

"Okay then. I think we should hold a private ceremony," she finally replied. "We can gather at our old family home. I believe it will be a fitting tribute to her memory for these years she wasn't with us. What do you think, grandfather?"

Lin Zian was silent for a moment before he responded. "I think that is a wonderful idea, Jing'er. Your mother would have wanted it that way. She always valued the quiet moments we spent together as a family."

Li Jing's heart warmed at her grandfather's words. The memory of her mother was a guiding light in their lives, a source of strength and unity.

As the conversation wound down, she felt a renewed determination.

Not only would they honor her mother's memory in a fitting manner, it pushed her to want to question her foster father even more and find out the truth.

He was hiding something and she knew it was important.

Once the call ended, Li Jing found herself staring at her iPad again, her thoughts now far from their vacation.

Instead, she was drawn to an old video her grandfather had sent to her before. It was one of he had taken of her mother on her eighteenth birthday, her laughter filling the room in a way no one else could.

As she watched the scene play out, a soft smile spread across her face.

She felt a sense of warmth envelop her and once again, she was reminded of her mother's words.

'Be good my love. Have courage and be kind.'

Her eyelids fluttered to a close as a hot tear rolled down her cheek down her neck. "I'll find you soon but first, I must ensure Ye Cheng's safety too."

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