“I got it,” he said in a low voice.
After the meeting ended, Shi Yuting closed his notebook and fell into deep thought.
It seemed that he had to find time to go back.
Zuo Weiyi waited downstairs for him for a while. She stood up when he did.
“If you are busy, I can ask Nuannuan to accompany me.” She knew well that Shi Yuting wore many hats. He had to deal with both the national affairs of C Country and the official affairs of the Di Zun. Moreover, he had to find time to accompany her. If this continued, wouldn’t he be exhausted?
“There’s no need for that, let’s go.” He took her in his arms and walked towards the main door.
The black Bentley drove out of Shi Mansion. Then, Shi Yuting’s phone buzzed.
The short ringtone made him instantly frown, though it was only a message.
Zuo Weiyi noticed him ignoring the notification and was puzzled. “Why don’t you look at it?”
“It’s just a text message. There’s nothing to see.”
Among his contacts, if there was anything, they would call him directly. They wouldn’t contact him through text messages.
Also, that number of his was open to the public so it could have also been a spam message.
He didn’t plan to look at it, but then, he seemed to have thought of something. After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly took out his phone.
‘Zhong Shenghao’ was displayed on it.
Looking at the familiar name, he frowned slightly and opened the text message.
It consisted of only a few simple words: take care, we’re leaving.
He didn’t even say goodbye. Zhong Shenghao knew well that if they met again, Xinlei wouldn’t be so lucky next time. So he wished them well but didn’t say goodbye.
Shi Yuting gently moved his finger and wrote two words in his reply: “Take care.”
At the airport, Zhong Shenghao’s phone buzzed and he read the content of the reply. Although it was only two words, the corners of Zhong Shenghao’s mouth curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile that was hard to notice.
“Who is it?” In the back seat of the Bentley, Zuo Weiyi asked curiously because she rarely saw him reply to messages.
“They have left.” He met her clear, lake-like eyes as he smiled.
Zuo Weiyi thought for awhile before realizing that he was referring to Zhong Shenghao and Jing Xinlei.
The car arrived at the seaside villa. Zuo Weiyi picked some carnations and packed them before leaving. It was already 10 o’clock in the morning when they arrived at the cemetery.
Zuo Weiyi stood in front of Zuo Qing’s grave and looked at the photo of her smiling mother on the tombstone; Zuo Weiyi’s heart had never felt so calm.
She bent down and wanted to put down the bouquet. It was obviously not easy to bend down after seven months of pregnancy. Shi Yuting took over and placed the bouquet on the tombstone instead.
“Mom, I’m here to see you,” Zuo Weiyi said with a smile as she looked at her mother’s photo.
She was wondering if her mother would still be safe and sound in this world if she had known Shi Yuting earlier.
At the thought of this, Zuo Weiyi seemed to have suddenly remembered something.
They had been married for so long, but she had never heard him call her mother ‘mother’.
“Aren’t you going to say something?”
Shi Yuting’s calm eyes turned to her. He was a little puzzled by her words. “Say what?”
