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Two days later, with the help of the Love Organization, Yusha's funeral was held.
Autumn Wind finally saw Xiao Yuan, the man for whom Qiu Feng had given up everything and vowed to follow to the death, who hurried back just in time for the funeral.
He was dressed impeccably; compared to Qiu Feng's disheveled state, he appeared completely relaxed as if attending a garden party, showing no signs of grief or sadness.
Autumn Wind was furious at Xiao Yuan's irresponsibility but could not express her anger. She glared at this man who seemed unaffected by Yusha's death and couldn't help but clench her fists.
With no outlet for her frustration, she could only slam her fists against her own legs.
Autumn Wind calculated that Xiao Yuan had been away from Taipei for over three months now, and during this time, he had not returned even once. It was Qiu Feng who had been struggling to hold this family together.
The anger was enough to make Autumn Wind explode, but this was Yusha's funeral; she could not…
Autumn Wind shot a sideways glare at Xiao Yuan, who radiated an aura completely out of place for a funeral. His eyes showed no hint of sorrow or despair, as if he were attending a grand banquet instead.
She really wanted to go up and give him a good beating.
Qiu Feng sat dazed beside Yusha's portrait, looking defeated and haggard.
As a pregnant woman, Autumn Wind should not have attended such an occasion, but overwhelming guilt and anxiety compelled her to be there.
Liu Jian stood behind Autumn Wind, his mood no better than hers.
He saw Autumn Wind's trembling lips from self-reproach, noticed Qiu Feng glaring at Autumn Wind with resentment and hatred, and observed how Autumn Wind slowly sank into despair as she reminisced about the past.
Death is indeed a test of human willpower.
At the end of the funeral, Autumn Wind attempted to converse with Qiu Feng, but he rejected all her hopes with his turned back.
Qiu Feng's cold demeanor ignited a flicker of anger in Liu Jian. He forcefully pulled Autumn Wind away, disregarding her attempts to reach out to Qiu Feng, and directly took her back to his car.
What a pitiful yet detestable woman!!
Sitting in Liu Jian's car, Autumn Wind was already too exhausted to react further to Liu Jian's attitude.
She could never understand Liu Jian's feelings, nor could she comprehend why Liu Jian still felt such aversion towards Qiu Feng.
"Shall we go for a walk in Southern?" Liu Jian cautiously asked.
"No need, there are still many things to do. I want to go back and rest for a bit..." Autumn Wind replied coldly.
"..." Liu Jian knew that Autumn Wind was feeling upset. He remained silent, focusing on driving seriously.
The guilt within Autumn Wind overflowed, a mix of emotions swirling inside her.
She began to miss Qiu Mowen again.
...
After the funeral, Xiao Yuan took Qiu Feng to Phoebe's kindergarten. Phoebe still did not know about Yusha's accident.
Since Yusha's incident, Qiu Feng had lied to her, saying that her sister had gone to Aunt Qiu Feng's place.
Although Qiu Feng resented Autumn Wind, she couldn't find anyone else who could convince Phoebe better than Autumn Wind.
Seeing both Mommy and Daddy come to pick her up made Phoebe very happy. She circled around Qiu Feng but couldn't find Yusha, so she anxiously asked, "Mommy, where's my sister? Didn't you say she was coming home this time?"
Qiu Feng was lost in thought.
Seeing that her mother didn't answer, Phoebe muttered to herself, "She must have been sent back home by Aunt Qiu Feng, right?"
"Mm!" Not hearing clearly what her daughter said, Qiu Feng simply responded. She held Phoebe's hand and followed Xiao Yuan into the car.
"Really? Mommy, look! This is the paper flower I made in class. For my sister's birthday, I want to give it to her as a gift!" She waved the paper flower in her hand happily.
"Uh-huh!" As they reached Xiao Yuan's car, Qiu Feng was half-heartedly responding while lifting Phoebe into the car.
She glanced at Xiao Yuan, who was sitting in the driver's seat without a hint of sadness. After a moment of thought, she sat in the back seat next to Phoebe.
Hearing her mother's response, Phoebe tilted her head back, looking at Qiu Feng's flushed face, and continued to ask, "Why was Yusha born later than me? Is it because Daddy and Mommy like me more, so they let me be the big sister?"
Qiu Feng snapped out of her daze upon hearing Phoebe's words. Suddenly, her eyes turned red, and tears began to flow uncontrollably.
"Mommy, why are you crying?" Phoebe reached out and gently patted Qiu Feng's face. "Don't cry! Phoebe loves you!"
Qiu Feng tightly embraced Phoebe, letting her tears fall freely onto Phoebe's clothes.
In fact, Phoebe had sensed something unusual about Qiu Feng because as soon as she entered the house, she started searching for Yusha everywhere. "Where's my sister? Where's my sister?" After failing to find Yusha, she panicked and rushed into Qiu Feng's arms. "Mommy, where did Yusha go?"
Yusha was indeed missing. With her heart aching, Qiu Feng knew she was on the verge of breaking down but couldn't show it in front of Phoebe. She choked out, "Um, Aunt Qiu Feng hasn't brought Yusha back yet... How about this, Daddy, can you take Phoebe out to play for a bit?"
She tugged at Xiao Yuan, hurriedly pushing the father and daughter out the door.
As soon as the door closed, Qiu Feng couldn't help but burst into tears.
She squatted by the door, letting her tears flow freely. In her daze, she thought she heard Yusha calling for her. Looking around the room, it was undoubtedly an illusion.
Through her blurred vision, she saw on the television that had just been turned on by Xiao Yuan—a reporter interviewing Liu Jian.
On screen, Liu Jian spoke nonchalantly about Yusha's situation before her death, with not a trace of heaviness in his expression. Qiu Feng felt as if her heart was being sliced by a knife with pain.
Someone asked about Autumn Wind's condition, "Is Sister Qiu's body affected?"
"No, both the child and she are fine!" Liu Jian said with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.
However, this faint smile felt like a knife deeply stabbing into Qiu Feng's heart. Your child is fine, but what about mine?
She picked up a cushion from the sofa and threw it at the television. "Why! Why? It's so unfair!" She shouted hoarsely, why...
She was like an angry lion rampaging in the room, picking up things nearby and throwing them around. No, this isn't fair!
Silent screams, no one responded!
The pain in Qiu Feng's heart felt like being pricked by needles and did not lessen with her madness. Exhausted, she collapsed to the floor like a piece of paper, tears flowing down her cheeks without restraint.
Finally tired, she glanced at the disheveled home she had created, a wave of fatigue washed over her again.
The paper flower that Phoebe had placed next to the television caught Qiu Feng's attention. I still have Phoebe; I can't let Phoebe be sad...
She struggled to get up, her mind only focused on one thought: I cannot let Phoebe be sad.
Like a skilled professional cleaner, she began to tidy up the room, but soon she broke down again. She realized that this was not even her home; even the house belonged to Autumn Wind...
Her busy hands slowed down. No, she really had nothing...
No home, no Yusha, no money, and even Xiao Yuan, whom she could rely on, was...
Even without seeing it with her own eyes, even if it was just hearsay, Xiao Yuan had been gone to the mainland for several months. Unless she called him, she rarely received calls from Xiao Yuan.
She knew that the husband she relied on had disappeared!
At the recent funeral of Yusha, Xiao Yuan's performance clearly indicated this point; his heart had long since left this home.
The cloth in her hand slipped from her grasp, and Qiu Feng stumbled back a step, finally leaning against the sofa to steady herself. She took a deep breath to calm her emotions, but her gaze was drawn to a cardboard box in the corner, which was left for her by Chen Shanni.
What could it be? Aside from that amount, Qiu Feng racked her brain but couldn't recall any other connection with Chen Shanni.
Could it be that money was packed in the box? Hmph, how could that be possible!
She bent down and pulled the box out from the corner. In just a few days, it had already gathered some dust. Qiu Feng picked up the cloth from the floor and wiped off the dust from the top of the box.
The cloth was damp, making it dirtier instead, so Qiu Feng simply took out a piece of paper, crumpled it up, and tossed it into the trash bin.
She rummaged through the miscellaneous items inside; there were mostly records, some manuscript-like papers, and a personal notebook belonging to Chen Shanni.
August 10: Qiu Feng new song sample.
...
October 15: Visit Qiu Ruolan.
October 19: Collect Autumn Wind's hair.
October 0: Send both samples to the identification center.
...
Chen Shanni had done a DNA test for Autumn Wind? After reading Chen Shanni's notebook, a shock surged through Qiu Feng's mind. She continued to reflect; below were records of some conditions in the studio, with nothing else noted.
Qiu Feng set down the notebook and continued searching for other items that would satisfy her curiosity. At the very bottom of the box was an unopened delivery document.
Qiu Feng glanced at the time on the envelope; it was the day before Chen Shanni's death.
The sender was the Kollison Genetic Identification Center? What kind of organization is this, and why would they send a letter to Chen Shanni?
Curiously, Qiu Feng took a knife from her side and gently sliced open the envelope.
She was stunned to find a paternity test report inside. After flipping through it a few times, upon seeing the submission date on the report, Qiu Feng immediately realized that this was the paternity test report for Autumn Wind and Qiu Ruolan.
Her eyes narrowed as she anxiously and slowly looked down at the final results...
Panic, shock, and a hint of conflict surged within her; the impact of that result was as intense as when she had overheard the conversation between Autumn Wind and Qiu Feng in the storage room.
Her hands trembled as she held the report, and no more tears could flow from her eyes.
In the clutter, a family photo was pressed underneath. She reached out to pick it up and gently stroked Yusha's face, hatred surging in her heart, filled with bitterness.
If only Autumn Wind hadn't issued the wrong check, if only she hadn't called the police, things wouldn't have turned out this way!
Qiu Feng gritted her teeth; why did Autumn Wind get to have everything perfect while she had to bear so much pain?
She vowed to make Autumn Wind experience the taste of separation and mother-daughter conflict.
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