Qian Lan forgave her, saying everyone makes mistakes, and Ji Anlan also said it was because she was too scared and cared too much about Mo Han.
If it were about other matters, Grandmother Xuan might have overlooked it. But she shouldn't have tampered with the Xuan family's children!
The more happy and excited she was when she first suspected, the more disappointed she became later. This was not something she could simply let pass!
However, she was still with Mo Han and hadn't been released yet. Without even guessing, it was clear she wasn't having a good time. Mo Han's ruthless nature, when serious, was unstoppable!
Fortunately, Qian Lan knew not to anger Mo Han further, or their mother-son relationship would truly be over.
Grandmother Xuan no longer wished to manage these trivial matters. She was old and just wanted to hold her great-grandchildren and have some fun. But on one point, she would absolutely not agree.
That is, no matter whom Mo Han married in the future, it could not be Ji Anlan. She was too scheming and unsuitable to stay in the Xuan family, let alone be a daughter-in-law of the Xuan family. Otherwise, there would be no peace in the future.
The living room once again returned to a joyful atmosphere, filled with peace...
On the vast riverbank, a man and a child stood gazing into the distance. Li An couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the father and son before him.
When he first learned about the young master, he was incredibly excited, as if seeing his own child. In contrast, the person concerned appeared indifferent to everything. But this was the true parent-child bond!
As he was thinking, he saw his president walking towards him, or rather, towards the car behind him.
"Where are you going?"
Lan Han Yu frowned the moment he saw Xuan Mo Han leaving. He usually took a long time to find someone. Was he impatient?
Xuan Mo Han stopped upon hearing this, but he didn't turn his head. His expression was melancholic, serene like a pool of spring water. After a long while, he spoke again, his voice choked with emotion, unable to speak clearly.
"I... I'm going to An Ya Ju..."
After Lan Qian Qian had an accident, Xuan Mo Han hadn't set foot there again. He was afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself. But... he really missed her. Even visiting the house where she used to live was enough, at least he could still feel her presence.
He... couldn't bear it anymore. Every day felt like torment. The world could still turn without him, but he couldn't do it without her...
Lan Han Yu's face instantly turned pale. These days, whenever anyone mentioned his mother in front of him, he felt as if he were suffocating. It was thanks to Xuan Mo Han that no one dared to mention her.
Now, Xuan Mo Han was bringing it up himself and even wanted to go to... his mother's residence.
He had only been there once and never went back. He was afraid he would break down. If he didn't go, he could still deceive himself into believing his mother was still around. But going there... meant facing reality.
Had Xuan Mo Han accepted the fact that his mother was gone? Was he moving on so quickly? Did he not care that much about his mother?
But soon, Lan Han Yu realized that wasn't the case.
Watching the river gradually recede, Lan Han Yu felt a deep sense of powerlessness. His mother hadn't been found yet, and he couldn't even think about his younger siblings. He knew they were heartbroken, especially Le Xuan...
And although Tong Tong seemed happy being doted on by her grandparents every day, Lan Han Yu could tell his sister had something on her mind because she never mentioned their mother in front of others.
She used to be very attached to their mother. Of course, if time could turn back, he would have spent more time by his mother's side.
Now, it was all too late...
When the car arrived at the entrance of An Ya Ju complex, Xuan Mo Han didn't rush to get out. He recalled that when they first got together, he had waited for her downstairs like this.
She had happily run into his arms then, and loudly said, "Let's be together." He was so excited he didn't know what to do. Even the happiest moments of his childhood couldn't compare to that joy.
His heart and eyes were only on her. In hindsight, she also had him in her eyes. He lacked confidence, he was afraid of losing her. It seemed that after she disappeared, he had nothing left to lose.
If everything could be exchanged for her return, he would give it up without hesitation, just begging her... to come back alive. Even if they couldn't be together afterward.
Finally, Xuan Mo Han moved, walking forward with stiff movements like a puppet.
Upon reaching the door, Xuan Mo Han abruptly stopped, hesitating before it. He was afraid that seeing what was inside would make him unable to suppress the longing in his heart.
But... after searching for her for so long, he was going crazy. He also had no place to go; the only place he wanted to come was here.
And ever since Xuan Mo Han started coming here, he found himself unable to control himself at all, to the point where this place became somewhere he frequented, even his residence, a place where he could sleep peacefully.
Xuan Mo Han still grasped the doorknob. His struggling, pained face was reflected on the door.
After entering, all the furnishings were the same as always. He walked around, stopping here and there, not knowing what he was looking at, but wanting to see everywhere. Finally, he settled on a spot.
Xuan Mo Han gently caressed the small cat on the door, as if embracing his lover.
"Click~"
As the wooden door opened, the familiar scent rushed towards him. Even after several months, a trace of the owner's scent lingered in the room, which Xuan Mo Han keenly captured.
He sniffed greedily, looking at everything in the house as if trying to engrave it in his memory. Later, he did just that. He personally painted a picture of the room, imagining her wearing that day's clothes, sitting on the bed, and smiling at him.
Xuan Mo Han walked through the room step by step. The room was not large, but he had paced it countless times. His fingertips had caressed it no less than thousands of times. Finally, he lay down tiredly on Lan Qian Qian's bed.
Her scent still lingered on the pillow. Xuan Mo Han buried his face in the pillow until the scent disappeared before lifting his head. Normally, no matter how tired he was, sleep was difficult. But now, he fell asleep in an instant and slept soundly.
And at this moment, Lan Han Yu was also sleeping soundly in his original room, dreaming of his mother...
In the morning, Lan Han Yu walked in and saw Xuan Mo Han still asleep. As he approached, he startled Xuan Mo Han awake.
The disappointment in Xuan Mo Han's eyes was unconcealed. He had thought it was...
After recovering for a while, Xuan Mo Han calmed his emotions. He bent down, picked up his shoes, and put them on. He still had to search today, and he planned to continue in other nearby cities.
But as he bent down, he discovered something...
"This is Mommy's box. It contains her most precious things."
Lan Han Yu followed his gaze and saw something. He couldn't help but explain. Perhaps he also wanted to take a good look in his heart...
"Can I take a look?"
Xuan Mo Han looked up to ask Lan Han Yu for permission. The latter's face was filled with complexity.
He resented Xuan Mo Han for not taking good care of his mother and protecting her. But on the other hand, he felt that Xuan Mo Han was also human and had overlooked things. In the end, he nodded.
Xuan Mo Han then pulled out the box. Upon opening it, he saw an envelope and a USB drive placed on top. He squinted sharply. The paper was new, clearly placed there recently!