Lin Yixun waited for a long time at the cemetery but Father Lin still didn’t show up. She thought maybe the prison didn’t allow it, so her father couldn’t come. She looked up at her mother’s portrait, drenched by rain, and felt a pang of sorrow. Her mother loved her father all her life, unwaveringly stood by his side, yet in the end, her father couldn’t be there to send her off for the last time. "Miss Lin, it’s getting dark. Shall we go back?" Sister Yi held an umbrella for Lin Yixun and gently urged. Lin Yixun nodded. She knew her father’s awareness of her mother’s death must have been a heavy blow to him. Now, she was the pillar of the family, and no matter how much pain she was in, she couldn’t afford to fall. Seeing Lin Yixun slowly turn around, Sister Yi finally let out a long sigh of relief. Leng Yixiu, who had been quietly standing not far away, was also relieved. He was really afraid Lin Yixun would stubbornly stand there all night, unwilling to leave. After leaving the cemetery, Lin Yixun did not return to the Half Mountain Villa but went to Shengde Hospital. There were still some of her mother’s personal belongings in the hospital room. Leng Yixiu originally intended to accompany her, but was resolutely refused by Lin Yixun. "I don’t want my mother’s last bit of peace to be disturbed." Lin’s mother had hated Leng Yixiu deeply in life, and Lin Yixun naturally wouldn’t allow him to step a foot into her mother’s room. She saw the man’s face remained sullen and thought he would get angry, but he did nothing, just gave a few instructions to Old He and then left. Old He had never seen Leng Yixiu be so tolerant to a woman, not even to Miss Cheng. Seeing Leng Yixiu leave despondently, Old He couldn’t help but shake his head helplessly. For some reason, he suddenly sympathized with this cold and hard man. Old He drove Lin Yixun and Sister Yi to the hospital and then parked the car in the underground garage. He initially wanted to go up with them, thinking he could lend a hand if there were heavy items. "No need, there aren’t many of my mother’s belongings. Sister Yi and I can manage to bring them down," Lin Yixun said calmly. Thus, Old He could only give up. In fact, Lin Yixun did not lie to Old He. There really weren’t many of Lin’s mother’s belongings. Apart from clothes and necessary toiletries, there was nothing else. Lin Yixun folded her mother’s clothes piece by piece. Looking at the washed-out clothes in her hands, her heart twitched with pain. Before, her mother loved beauty the most and was very particular about her attire. But since her father had trouble, she had never bought herself any new clothes. Every time she offered to buy her new clothes, her mother would always say: I’m an old woman, what do I need so many clothes for? Thinking of the words her mother used to say and her expression at the time, Lin Yixun’s nose twitched, and her eyes ached severely. She couldn’t understand it. Just a few days ago, her mother was still joking and laughing with her. They had even planned to see the tulips in the suburbs once she was discharged from the hospital. Why had everything changed overnight? What could have driven her to choose suicide? Lin Yixun tilted her head up, forcing back the tears in her eyes, bent down, and continued sorting her mother’s belongings. Just then, she saw an unexpected guest standing at the doorway. She looked coldly at Cheng Ying, who was lazily leaning against the doorway, then diverted her gaze and went back to sorting her mother’s things. She knew very well that Cheng Ying’s appearance at this moment must have a purpose, and her purpose was never in her favor. For more chapters visıt 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝓷𝓮𝓽 Seeing Lin Yixun ignoring her, Cheng Ying wasn’t annoyed. She stepped into the room in her ten-inch heels and stood before Lin Yixun. "What’s this? Seeing an old acquaintance and not even a hello?" "We’re not that acquainted, are we?" Lin Yixun raised her eyes slowly, looked at the woman before her, and pointed to the door. "Miss Cheng, you’re not welcome here. I advise you to leave before I get angry." "Oh, come on, I came here just for you." Seeing Lin Yixun’s cold gaze, Cheng Ying leaned in closer, her red lips slightly parted, and whispered in a voice only they could hear, "To see just how miserable you’ve become." "As you wished. Now that you’ve seen, isn’t it time for you to leave?" "Not yet, I have another reason for being here." Cheng Ying toyed with her freshly manicured nails. Suddenly, her expression turned serious, her eyes sharp as she directly got to the point. "Lin Yixun, you and I don’t like each other, so let’s not beat around the bush. I’m here today just to make you suffer!" "Is that so?" Lin Yixun raised her eyebrows and let out a small laugh. "I’m afraid Miss Cheng will be disappointed." She was already in hell, a living hell. What more could Cheng Ying do to her? However, it seemed Lin Yixun had underestimated Cheng Ying and her cunning mind. Seeing Lin Yixun turn her back and ignore her, Cheng Ying wasn’t impatient. She slowly spoke, "Lin Yixun, do you know why your mother committed suicide?" Hearing this, Lin Yixun’s back stiffened, but she didn’t turn around. She knew very well that the purpose of Cheng Ying’s visit was to torment her. If she listened to her words, she’d fall right into her trap. "It seems you don’t want to know then. What a pity, I was really looking forward to sharing the truth of your mother’s death with you. Since you’re not interested, I’ll take my leave." With that, Cheng Ying acted like she was about to leave, but Lin Yixun stopped her, "Wait a minute!" Cheng Ying suddenly smiled. It looked like the fish was about to take the bait. Lin Yixun put down the clothes in her hands, took a step forward to face Cheng Ying, and asked word by word, "Did my mother commit suicide because of you?" If Cheng Ying was not involved, why would she suddenly appear here and say those things? Every clue pointed to her involvement! "You’re not completely dumb," Cheng Ying smiled and openly admitted, "Yes, I had a part in your mother’s death." "It was you!" Lin Yixun took a quick step forward, grabbed Cheng Ying’s collar, and shoved her against the opposite wall. "It was you! Why? Why did you do that?" "Why? Can’t you guess my motive? You stole my fiancé, should I just swallow my anger and watch you live happily ever after?" "That’s between us! Whatever grievance you have, come at me. What did my mother do wrong? Why did you target her?" "She indeed did nothing wrong. It’s just her bad luck to have a daughter like you. What a pity you specialize in stealing other people’s men. Six years ago it was , and it’s still now!" "Do you think I enjoy fighting with you? If it weren’t for being forced into it, do you think I would stay with Leng Yixiu?"