Xu Weilai was utterly clueless as to how she should react, but regardless, she knew that she shouldn’t be rude to the deceased and thus, she greeted, “Hi Auntie, I’m Xu Weilai.”
A gentle breeze rustled the leaves around her and it felt as if a demure lady was responding to her.
Zuo An took a step forward and bent down in a half squat down and laid the rose in his hands down before the tombstone. However, instead of getting up immediately, he said gently, “Mother, here’s a flower for you from Weilai. Do you like it?”
As he spoke, he reached out and touched the photo on the headstone longingly.
Xu Weilai became rather emotional as she watched him from aside.
The only word that he muttered during critical moments of his life was already a giveaway to how deep his feelings for his mother were and little did Xu Weilai expect his mother to be dead.
On the other hand, Zuo An does not seem to be close to his father at all.
Zuo Si was extremely casual and willful in front of Father Zuo during breakfast this morning and in contrast, Zuo An was visibly more reserved, respectful and serious.
Although both of them were children of the Zuo Family, there was a drastic difference in how they were treated.
Xu Weilai had expected Father Zuo to value Zuo An more since he was the one who eventually became the Vice President of Gu Corporation. But judging from his attitude this morning, that was not the case at all.
The Zuo Family still remained a huge mystery to Xu Weilai.
Meanwhile, Zuo An continued to speak to his mother, “I know you will definitely like her. You’ll like Weilai too, wouldn’t you?”
Xu Weilai reeled back to reality upon the mention of her name but instead of disturbing Zuo An, she simply stood there in silence.
Zuo An rambled on for a while more before he finally knelt down and kowtowed three times to the grave. Xu Weilai followed suit and bowed to the grave when she noticed what Zuo An was doing.
Eventually, Zuo An stood up and turned towards her. He had already assumed his usual gentle expression, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes that she could not fathom and she couldn’t help but feel nervous.
Xu Weilai was no stranger to his current expression, for that was how he had looked at her at the beginning.
Despite his gentleness, she could sense how emotionally distant he was from her.
Xu Weilai was not used to this for it had been some time since he behaved like that, but she knew that this was his true character all along.
“Weilai.”
Zuo An whispered. Although his voice sounded gentle as usual, there was a hint of frigidness in it. “Where did you go after leaving your room last night? What did you see?”
Zuo An had dived straight to the point without bothering to foreshadow anything.
Xu Weilai instantly understood why he was acting strange. “He probably knew what happened yesterday,” she thought.
“Father Zuo had called him into the study and he became like this after coming out of the room. That could only mean that Father Zuo was the one who told him about the matter,” Xu Weilai mused.
She knew that she had underestimated Zuo An’s father. He did not question her in the morning to sound her out—he had done it to see if she was honest.
Xu Weilai’s hands balled up into fists on either side of her body. After she took in a deep breath, she replied, “Since you already know, then I suppose it’s redundant for me to repeat everything to you again?”
However, Zuo An simply remained silent and his eyes gradually darkened.
Xu Weilai bit her lips and resumed, “Nonetheless, I still have to apologise to you. I didn’t mean to lie… I accidentally saw what happened to your father and I did not tell you because I’m not sure what is your stance towards it.”
“Is that all?” Zuo An cut her off brusquely.
