Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
On the wall, Nameless Nie sniffled. “Ah! So moving…”
Spray of Flowers, who had climbed up at some point in time, used a handkerchief to wipe his tears. “Wahh, listening to this made me cry!”
Devotee said, “Merciful Buddha! A good deed, a good deed!”
Spray of Flowers asked, “D*mn Daoist priest, when did you change religions?”
Devotee replied, “When I discovered being a monk makes a better living!”
On the stage, Ye Wanwan placed down her microphone after she finished singing the song.
No matter how unwilling she was, they had to part ways.
Tomorrow, Nameless Nie and his group were leaving. This song was her final present for Tangtang.
After the music ended, the spotlight also dimmed.
The stage was empty once again.
Nameless Nie furtively called out, “Ancestor?”
When he didn’t get a response, he turned the phone around and discovered that Tangtang had ended the call already.
Nameless Nie sighed and shoved away Spray of Flowers, who was laying on him. “Disband, disband! Disband already! We have to wake up early tomorrow!”
He had to hurry back and personally look into the matter with his sister!
Gong Xu skipped forward with glittering eyes as soon as Ye Wanwan came back. “Brother Ye, Brother Ye! Who’s buggy? Is it me?”
Ye Wanwan glanced at him. “…”
Isn’t this fool’s imagination too wild?
Ye Mufan glanced at his sister from the corners of his eyes. “You sang with such deep emotion. You didn’t sing for that pretty boy, right?”
It didn’t seem like it though. Although there was emotion in the song, it didn’t seem romantic. Moreover, that pretty boy wasn’t here, so why would she be singing it for him…
Ye Mufan didn’t know what he said wrong, but Ye Wanwan’s expression darkened a few degrees after he said that.
Ye Mufan coughed and inquisitively glanced at her. “What happened? You don’t seem to be doing so well the last few days… Could it be… you broke up?”
Gong Xu was in the same camp as Ye Mufan on this rare occasion, light radiating from his eyes. “Really? You broke up?!”
Ye Wanwan rolled her eyes. “Break up? That’s impossible in this lifetime!”
For some reason… even though she learned Si Yehan basically “killed” the true her, she still unconsciously protected him…
…
It was very late at night by the time she got home.
Ye Wanwan knew too many things happened recently, so she needed to rest well and maintain her energy. However, she couldn’t sleep much that night and merely napped for a little bit. Her dreams were filled with grotesque and multi-colored fragments.
The next morning, she was woken up by a phone call.
“Wanwan, something happened at home…”
Liang Wanjun’s anxious and panicked voice came from the other end.
“Mom, what happened?” Ye Wanwan frowned. “Calm down and tell me slowly…”
“Wanwan, your second uncle, he…”
“Second Uncle?” A cold glint surfaced in Ye Wanwan’s eyes. “Second Uncle is bullying you and Dad again?”
“No… Your second uncle… he died…” Liang Wanjun sighed lightly.
“What?” Ye Wanwan was taken back when she heard that. Second Uncle, Ye Shao’an, was dead?
“How did he die?” Ye Wanwan subconsciously asked.
“They’re not sure right now… His corpse was discovered in his bedroom. Hurry and come back!” Liang Wanjun stressfully said.
At some point in time, she had started treating her daughter as her main pillar.
“Alright, I understand. I’ll come back immediately.” Ye Wanwan hung up the phone.
