Chapter 1087 - Scheming 1
Qi Lei watched Dongfang Liuyun’s back as she walked down the stairs, only coming back to his senses moments after she left. He looked down at the scenery again as he could still hear the voices singing and chanting inside the hall as well as the sound of heavy, burdened footsteps.
Wang Hui’s body was cremated after the service.
No matter how powerful or influential a person was in their lifetime, they turned into ashes after death and did not take anything with them.
She was buried at Qingshan Cemetery where Mu Zi and Lingtian’s graves were located as well.
The sky was dark when the burial took place.
Su Chen left a white chrysanthemum before her gravestone. After that, he stopped before Mu Yuchen and gave him a hug. “Bro, hang in there. You still have a long way ahead in life.”
Mu Yuchen paused, then nodded and gave Su Chen a pat on his back. “Thank you, Bro.”
Su Chen gave him several pats as well. He took a deep breath before letting go of him.
Zhou Zimo came over and gave Mu Yuchen a hug too. “Today is the last day you’re allowed to be sad. You’re forever my toughest second brother! Don’t let me down!”
Mu Yuchen put on a tiny smile as he nodded. “Sure.”
Zhou Zimo turned over and noticed Xi Xiaye who was pale. Then, he tried to comfort her, “You take care too, Xiaye. This guy will surely be affected if you cry!”
Xi Xiaye replied in a hoarse voice, “I will. Thank you!”
Most people had already left and only several people stayed at the gravestone when Mu Yuchen spoke, “You guys can head back first. Zimo, please accompany my parents home. I want to stay here for a little longer.”
“Alright, I’ll send them back now.”
“Put Grandmother’s portrait in the ancestral hall. Tell the butler and he’ll know what to do. Thank you!” It was Xi Xiaye who spoke.
Zhou Zimo nodded and gave Mu Yuchen a pat on the back before departing. Soon, everyone started leaving, only Mu Yuchen and Xi Xiaye were left in front of Wang Hui’s gravestone. Xi Xiaye had a black umbrella in her hand which she had taken from Li Si.
“This is a quiet place. I’m sure Grandmother will be able to rest in peace here.”
She turned towards him and removed the white flower on his chest before slowly putting it onto the grave. She touched Wang Hui’s portrait and said, “Grandmother, I hope you’re doing well over there. We will stay strong too. Please look after us in your afterlife.”
Moments later, she opened her eyes as the man beside her held her hand and took the umbrella from her.
She put her palms together and offered a silent prayer with her eyes closed. Her face seemed so peaceful, but there was a hint of dissonance between her eyes…
“Maybe this is what forever means…” she suddenly said after she opened her eyes and gave Wang Hui’s portrait another glance before looking at him.
What else could be more painful than experiencing the death of a beloved one?
The pretty white flowers created a stark contrast to the painful feelings they were experiencing right now: heartbreak and devastation.
He lowered himself and placed the flowers into the fire. After that, he watched until the flowers burn to nothingness…
He did not say anything and just wrapped his arm over her shoulder. With his other hand holding the umbrella, they watched Wang Hui’s portrait in silence.
“I’ve always known that death was very close to us. I experienced it when Lingtian left us, and today the same thing has happened again. Is this fate? It’s my fate that I’ll never be able to live my life in peace…”
Xi Xiaye quickly covered his mouth before he could finish his sentence. “Don’t say that! It’s not your fault, so don’t overthink it. Grandmother passed away because of Aunt’s incident. It’s not your fault at all. Do you understand?”
That was what she was worried he might be thinking.
He let out a bitter laugh and grabbed her hands. “Let’s both not overthink. Let the past stay in the past and start anew tomorrow. Let’s go.”
Clack, clack.
As they were about to leave, Mu Yuchen suddenly heard the odd sound of footsteps coming near them. It was the sound of high heels against the floor. They both looked over and instantly saw a figure.
It was an extremely elegant and beautiful lady.
The lady was wearing a long black dress that perfectly showcased her slender body. Her blonde hair was tied into an elegant coil. Her pretty face did not show any expression while she only had one jade bracelet as jewelry. Her elegance pretty much made up for her lack of accessories.
It was Xi Xiaye’s first time seeing such a beautiful woman who was a vision that was fundamentally different from her mother, Shen Wenna. Shen Wenna was a cool beauty while this woman had a seductive aura around her.
Xi Xiaye was curious about this woman’s identity, but she instantly knew who she was the moment she saw her blue eyes!
Doris!
It was Doris, Gu Lingsha’s mother and the love of Gu Qiwu’s life!
Her facial features were very similar to Gu Lingsha’s, but the charm of this woman was leaps and bounds ahead of her!
Doris was carrying a tiny bouquet of white chrysanthemums in her hands. She was there to pay her respects to Wang Hui!
Although Mu Yuchen went silent when he saw the woman, Xi Xiaye could sense that his hands were slowly clenching into fists.