The Envoy’s Mission had officially begun. Xu Zhenyu had already headed over to the east.
Si Yiyan only went over a week later. Over here in the Capital city, everything regarding Plan S was handed over to Gu Yuexi. Si Yiyan had insisted to leave Gu Yuehan in the Capital city to both ensure her safety and to assist her.
Si Yiyan was the head of Lucifer, had extraordinary status in the east, and was very well-respected. Compared to Xu Zhenyu who was an envoy, he was naturally guaranteed to be safe.
However, regardless, it would be a lie to say that she wasn’t worried.
To be physically at the center of ammunition and wars, it was impossible to be completely safe—one could never be too careful!
Thus, from the time that Si Yiyan left the Capital city, she had been feeling slightly lost. Additionally, thinking about Xu Zhenyu who was at the center of the mission, her heart was left hanging.
“Why have you suddenly thought of paying respects to your mother today?” Old Mr. Mo saw that she was slightly in a daze, recalled that he hadn’t seen Ninth Si for a few days, and could guess that Ninth Si was probably in a risky situation.
He frowned slightly and sighed to himself after half a second!
Wen Xinya snapped out of her trance, tidied up her slightly gloomy emotions, and said, “Suddenly wanna tell mother something.”
After moving into the Wen Family for eight years, besides the death anniversary of her mother every year, she would also occasionally pay respects to her mother and talk to her.
Previously, Si Yiyan had accompanied her almost every time.
Now that Si Yiyan wasn’t by her side, she was feeling rather uneasy.
The car headed steadily to the Huaishan Cemetery and stopped at the foot of Huaishan. The Capital city had already entered winter and the entire cemetery was slightly solemn and only the coniferous cypress tree was still standing imposingly.
Wen Xinya helped Grampy as she walked up the steps slowly. “Grampy, be careful here. The steps are slippery!”
After the start of winter, the Capital city’s climate turned rather harsh. There had already been three chilly rainstorms.
With Wen Xinya helping him, Old Mr. Mo came upon his daughter’s grave.
Seeing the youthful smile on his daughter’s face, he became momentarily emotional. “In the blink of an eye, your mother has already passed away for almost 24 years.”
During these past 24 years, he often recalled the way his daughter looked like when she was pregnant with Xinya.
Ah Yao had inherited her mother’s body constitution, had rather serious symptoms when she was pregnant with Xinya and had experienced a tough pregnancy.
In the first three months, she had almost lived her life completely on the bed.
However, she had never been the least bit resentful.
“Ah Pa, very soon, there’ll be a person who’s linked by blood to me. What a magical feeling!”
The first time she felt the baby move in her womb, she was surprised and overjoyed. “Ah Pa, the baby moved. He must be a very healthy baby.”
Six months in, she touched her belly and asked, “Ah Pa, do you think the baby is a boy or a girl?”
Seven months in, she had whined like a child. “My mother-in-law keeps asking me to check on the baby’s gender at the hospital. I don’t want to—only if we don’t know if he’s a girl or a boy will we get a surprise when he’s born!”
Finally, his memory stopped at the black and white scene of Yunyao lying down on the icy cold operation table!
Over the past 24 years, he had regretted marrying her to Wen Haowen every day.
Wen Xinya knelt down on one knee and gently touched her mother’s elegant face with her fingers. “Over the past twenty-odd years, Grampy has been healthy and I’ve also led a good life. Mother should know this and be resting in peace already!”
She thought about how devastated and sorry her mother must have felt the moment she shut her eyes then.
As a mother, she worried about her daughter who had lost her mother at birth, resentful at not being able to personally see her daughter grow up, dote on her, and educate her.
As a daughter, she was guilty towards her father who was sending his daughter off this world, resentful at not being able to serve her duties as a daughter by her father’s side, causing her father to live a lonely life when he grew old with nobody to depend on.
Old Mr. Mo sighed slightly and said, “Good girl. You’ve been doing very well over the years. Your mother will be proud of you.”
He still remembered that eight years ago, on the second day of Xinya’s homecoming party, she had requested for him to bring her to see her mother. Then, she hung her head and said to him in a low voice, “I hope mother will be proud of me!”
And she did it!
As a daughter, Xinya was sufficiently outstanding and impressive.
Wen Xinya looked at her mother with a tinge of harsh iciness. “Mother, from the moment I entered the Wen Family, I’d sworn to myself that I must let those people who’d harmed others go to hell and seek your forgiveness.”
Especially that wretched couple—Ning Shuqian and Wen Haowen.
She had never once forgotten what they owed her and her mother.
Wen Xinya said in a low voice, “Now, I’ve already succeeded. You just need to watch and see. Very soon… they’ll be judged by God and suffer retribution for their evil acts. They’ll repay a hundred times of the pain that they’d caused you previously.”
Her eerie voice was filled with a bone-eroding hatred and gave one goosebumps.
She had indeed waited too long for this day!
Now, she was finally realizing her promise to her mother!
Wen Xinya said, “Mother, I won’t disappoint you—never!”
In this lifetime, she would be so strong and glamorous that her mother would be proud of her. She wanted to live a splendid life with her mother’s glory.
This was the first time Old Mr. Mo witnessed Xinya’s bone-eroding hatred. He frowned slightly and said, “Your mother will see the things that you did for her from heaven.”
Over the years, he could vaguely feel the hatred deeply buried in his granddaughter’s heart.
However, he had never known that this hatred was actually so intense. It was like a non-fermenting, aged wine buried deep underground in a place where one couldn’t tell the difference between day and night—the longer it stayed there, the more intense it became.
He frowned slightly, not wishing for her to be deeply entrenched in the emotion of hatred.
Wen Xinya calmed down the hatred that had exploded slightly uncontrollably from within. “Grampy, I know!”
Old Mr. Mo saw that her expression was bright again and couldn’t help but heave a sigh of relief secretly—since she wasn’t driven by hatred, she should know what she was doing. “Let’s go!”
Wen Xinya nodded and said in a low voice, “Mother, don’t worry. Your daughter has already grown up, can protect herself, protect Grampy, and will definitely lead a happy life in the future. You must bless Grampy with longevity and the man that your daughter has chosen a life of joy and good health!”
Mother, please bless that Si Yiyan and Xu Zhenyu come back safely this time.
Saying which, she got up slowly from the ground. “Grampy, let’s go!”
She admitted that revenge had always been a tight knot in her heart. In the eight years since she’d returned to the Wen Family, she had always been busy with seeking revenge. Now that her revenge plan was officially launched, the complicated feelings in her heart were unimaginable. Thus, she wanted to visit her mother and tell her about this
