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Bai Ru focused on burning the paper and then stood up.
"I'll come over to take a look."
Bai Ru looked down at them from above, a perspective that made even Jian Yunong, who was somewhat thick-skinned, feel uncomfortable.
Bai Yaoyao also stood up, slightly taller than Bai Ru.
Jian Yunong had no interest in interrupting the sisters' reunion; she pretended not to see anything and concentrated on burning the paper.
But Bai Ru stood there, showing no intention of moving, as if she were completely unafraid.
This posture seemed to put Jian Yunong beneath her.
"Sister, you should leave quickly. The Huo Family... doesn't really welcome you." Bai Yaoyao lowered her voice; the reason Bai Ru's unique career was ruined was because the Huo Family had been working against her behind the scenes.
No one in the Huo Family liked Bai Ru, especially Bai Yaoyao's mother-in-law, that domineering woman!
Bai Yaoyao was worried about being implicated and just wanted her troublemaking sister to leave quickly.
"Welcome? I don't need their welcome." Bai Ru wasn't there to seek their favor.
"Sister! Do you want to be forced into a corner, unable to stay in Nancheng at all?"
Bai Yaoyao grabbed her sister's hand and pulled her towards the exit.
Suddenly, her elbow bumped into Bai Ru's belly, and Bai Yaoyao was taken aback. "Sister, how did you gain so much weight? Your belly is so big."
"After I couldn't dance anymore, I relaxed my standards for my figure."
Bai Ru's voice was very flat.
"You can't just give up like this. At this weight, how will you ever get married? You're not young anymore!"
The two sisters walked away.
Jian Yunong slightly raised her eyes and glanced at the two of them, whose seemingly harmonious yet distant backs were in view.
Bai Ru wasn't telling the truth, was she? Her belly is big; shouldn't that mean she's pregnant?
Bai Yaoyao has never been pregnant, so she probably wouldn't think of that.
Bai Yaoyao didn't leave for long before immediately coming back.
"You know that woman from earlier, right?" Bai Yaoyao suddenly spoke to Jian Yunong.
Jian Yunong continued to burn paper one after another, her gaze never leaving the fire pit. There was a coldness on her face, as if even the flames couldn't warm her.
Jian Yunong ignored Bai Yaoyao; she might not be very smart, but she knew that Bai Yaoyao had ulterior motives.
A person who doesn't know how to speak properly suddenly takes the initiative to talk to you, definitely has no good intentions.
Bai Yaoyao snorted coldly, "That woman is Huo Jincheng's ex-girlfriend. You, the mistress, definitely can't be unaware of her existence."
Jian Yunong still ignored her.
Bai Yaoyao was irritated by her silent demeanor; she acted all delicate in front of Huo Jincheng, making a fuss more than anyone else.
What’s with the attitude?
Isn’t she just a mistress who climbed up?
And she even lied her way in!
"You should be ashamed! She's standing right in front of you, and you're still kneeling, letting her step on you? You're embarrassing our Huo Family."
"I'm kneeling for my grandfather. I'm kneeling here to burn paper offerings. Do you think I want to take such humiliation? Are you in a hurry to reincarnate?"
Jian Yunong remained silent, but when she spoke, her words were sharp enough to leave others speechless.
Bai Yaoyao was left dumbfounded by what she said.
Who would have thought Jian Yunong had such a fierce side?
On the day of the funeral, a light drizzle fell.
Jian Yunong stood beside Huo Jincheng, watching the old man being buried, crying like a child.
She truly liked Old Master Huo; it was rare for her to have an elder who cared for her. Ever since her mother passed away, she had seldom felt this kind of affection from an elder.
But such a beautiful day, with such a lovely elder, suddenly came to an end.
It was after playing chess with her that he quietly left this world.
Even though it wasn't her first time saying goodbye to an elder, she still couldn't get used to the cycle of life and death.
Grandma Huo's hair had turned much grayer.
In just a few days, she seemed to have aged several years.
After the funeral, Jian Yunong fell ill as soon as she returned home.
Huo Jincheng had delayed some work for the funeral and couldn't bring his work home, just so he could take care of his sick wife.
Fortunately, Jian Yunong was strong enough; after a day of feverish delirium, her high fever finally subsided.
In the night, she woke up in a daze and realized she was in Huo Jincheng's arms, where he held her tightly.
It felt like fire was burning in Jian Yunong's throat, and she wanted to get up to drink some water.
However, despite her careful movements, she still woke Huo Jincheng.
"What's wrong?"
His voice was still heavy with sleep.
"I want to drink water."
With a snap, the bedside lamp turned on.
Huo Jincheng sat up; there was already a cup of water prepared on the bedside table.
But the water was cold.
"Wait a moment, I'll go get you a cup of warm water."
"There's no need to go through so much trouble."
Huo Jincheng had already thrown off the covers and got out of bed, still half-asleep, but he didn't forget to pat Jian Yunong's head. "Wait for me, Daughter-in-law, I'll be right back."
Huo Jincheng's tall figure disappeared outside the room.
Half a minute later, he came up with a cup of warm water.
In the chilly autumn, drinking a cup of warm water made Jian Yunong feel as if her whole body was warmed up.
Huo Jincheng held her tightly and raised his hand to check her forehead temperature. "Hmm, no fever."
"Go to sleep."
Jian Yunong nestled into his arms.
Huo Jincheng was busy presiding over the funeral and had to deal with matters at the company, all while taking care of her, who was being so uncooperative.
The old man had passed away; he must be the saddest one among them.
Huo Jincheng had not cried, but Jian Yunong knew he was not without emotions.
Occasionally, she could see the heavy sadness in Huo Jincheng's tired eyes as he stared blankly at the old man's portrait.
He didn't cry because the old man wouldn't like it.
The old man was so strong-willed.
Huo Jincheng was presenting the side of himself that the old man liked, sending him off on his last journey in this world.
Her husband is truly working hard.
Huo Jincheng felt his little Daughter-in-law hugging him tightly in a half-dream, half-awake state. He responded to her embrace and instinctively kissed her forehead.
For a moment, tenderness washed over him like a tide, filling his heart.
"Husband, I love you."
What responded to her was Huo Jincheng's long and steady breathing.
He had already fallen into a peaceful sleep.
Just like this, she thought, she wanted to spend her whole life with him. She would work hard to get better and then live a lifetime like this with him.
Do you know what a dream is?
What cannot be realized is a dream.
Many years later, Jian Yunong finally understood this sentence, feeling it deeply and painfully.
...
The next day, Jian Yunong went to work. The people in the Secretariat joked with her, "Jian Yunong, your work schedule really syncs up with the president's!"
The President did not come, and neither did you.
The President came, and so did you.
Jian Yunong just smiled and said, "Yes."
In any case, no one believed it, except for Jiang Secretary, who unexpectedly looked at her a bit longer.
Someone from the company specifically attended Mr. Huo's grandfather's funeral.
Jiang Secretary also went.
She saw Jian Yunong.
Jiang Secretary began to observe Jian Yunong, and she increasingly felt that Jian Yunong was not simple.
Not just not simple...
Jiang Secretary had a terrifying imagination; it was not just terrifying, she even felt that it might be true.
Jian Yunong could possibly be Mrs. Huo!
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