Gu Qiwu’s stiffened and surprise flashed across his eyes, yet he felt even more suppressed joy as he answered with a lowered voice, “Yes, I’ll agree to you! When we go back this time, I’ll never step foot in City Z again, and I won’t interfere with any matters or decisions between Shasha and Qi Feng. I’ll stay out of it forever!”

He agreed to her without hesitation.

Upon hearing that, Mu Lingshi took a deep breath and finished the tea in her cup and set it aside. She closed her eyes and calmed down for a long while before slowly getting up and suddenly turning around to leave.

“Let me know when you’re done arranging everything. Actually, give me a heads-up a few days in advance so that I can be prepared too,” Mu Lingshi’s calm voice floated in the air, and then her figure gradually disappeared out of the doorway.

Gu Qiwu watched her leave quietly, and he was not sure how long had passed when he suddenly felt his eyes well up with hot tears.

This was something that had never happened before…

He did not know if he could call these feelings he felt anticipation or was it something else?

…

At West Hill Cemetery, Doris’s ashes were temporarily laid to rest. The funeral was a simple one. At this moment, most of the people who attended the funeral had left. Before this tombstone, only Gu Lingsha and Qi Feng were left. Of course, behind them was also the black-clothed bodyguard holding up a black umbrella for them.

The monotonous black was reflected in the black and white photo on the tombstone. Everything looked serene. The longer Gu Lingsha looked at the photo on the tombstone, the sadder she felt. Before that, when she saw Doris’s body wheeled in to be cremated into ashes, she had almost fainted from crying. Thankfully, Qi Feng had supported her by the side.

Perhaps it was at this moment that she could truly feel who was the one guarding her side…

Her swollen red eyes could not cry anymore. They hurt from the dryness and had swelled up a lot. She sniffled and her voice was extremely raspy when she said, “Mother, rest peacefully here for now. When I’ve handled things here, after I feel better and have stabilized things, I’ll bring you away from this place. We won’t return to City B anymore. I know that’s where you felt unhappy too, so we won’t return there. Instead, I’ll bring you home to England and bury you on the beach that you love, Mother…”

When Qi Feng heard that, his heart sank. His expression looked exceptionally silent as he stared at Doris’s photo. After a while, he reached out to hold Gu Lingsha’s hand.

“Alright now, don’t be too sad. She will rest peacefully. Us doing well would be the best way to repay her.”

Qi Feng did not know whether he should resent Doris. If it were not for her, he would not be like this right now, but before Doris died, she did not rat him out either. Instead, she had taken it all on herself. In fact, from her standpoint, she just wanted to let Gu Lingsha have something, so…

Perhaps many grudges ended just like that. With a person’s forever silence, it gradually faded away. He was willing to let go, but with the path before him paved like that, who would truly let Qi Feng go?

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Upon feeling the faint warmth from Qi Feng’s hand, Gu Lingsha subconsciously held his tightly and sniffled nonstop.

“Don’t think too much. I’m still here. Don’t worry! I will take good care of you and Weiwei. Don’t be sad now.” Qi Feng was not one who knew how to console others, so saying all that was hard for him.

Gu Lingsha felt like crying even more. “I’m tired and heartbroken. It feels like someone has cut away a piece of my heart.”

Gu Lingsha choked on her sobs. “When Mother was still around, no matter what happened, I wouldn’t feel afraid. She was my shelter, but now that she’s suddenly gone, I just…It feels like I’ve lost my home, Ah Feng. I’m a mess right now, and I feel helpless. You’ll never leave me, right? You swore to never leave me. You won’t be like mother, will you?”

When she said that, Qi Feng’s eyes flashed with a rare tenderness towards her. His hand on the side lifted slightly to gently pat her arm. “I won’t leave. Don’t worry. Alright, we should go home now. It’s cold, and you haven’t recovered. It won’t be good if you feel worse when we get back.”

Gu Lingsha nodded and let him pull her along while the bodyguard wheeled him to slowly turn around too.

She turned to take one last look at Doris’s photo on the tombstone before wiping away her remaining tears and walking for quite a distance before she pulled her gaze away. The entire cemetery fell silent again as the sound of the wind rustled past and white flowers were scattered all over the ground before the tombstone. There was also a chill that made one short of breath in the air.

After a moment, at the foot of West Hill Cemetery, a black luxurious car slowly stopped by the side.

The car stopped for quite a while before Ah Yong carefully turned around to say to Gu Qiwu who was resting with his eyes shut in the back seat, “Boss, we’ve reached West Hill Cemetery.”

Upon hearing that, Gu Qiwu opened his tightly shut eyes. After a few days of being detained, he looked much frailer. Even his eyes were not as sharp and imposing as before, and he seemed to have dimmed quite a bit like someone who had lost much vigor.

That would not be surprising. How could he not be hit hard by something like this?

“Go up and take a look on my behalf. Just get a bouquet of calla lilies. I won’t be going up,” Gu Qiwu said in a lowered voice. He did not want to go up and face Doris anymore even if she was…

Then, he shut his eyes again, appearing dazed and beaten overall.

“Boss…calla lilies are Miss Mu Zi’s favorite flowers. Missus likes…” Ah Yong softly reminded.

“I know. Just give her a bouquet of calla lilies. I’ve always yielded to her. I want her to understand now that I won’t always be so accommodating. Go, I’ll wait for you in the car. You don’t need to say anything. Just tell her I don’t want to resent her either. If she can let all of this go with her passing, then I will be thankful.”

The heavy tone of his voice made Ah Yong’s heart sink. Soon, Ah Yong finally nodded, pushed open the car door, and slowly got down from the car.

Ah Yong might not understand all these grudges between the boss and Doris, but he knew that her passing did make the boss sad.

His boss might not actually be as indifferent as he seemed…