Chapter 1242
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You 'er's mother didn't say a word and moved out.
But he met Feng Wan.
He coughed heavily and spat out another mouthful of blood.
Uncle Rong looked at him. "Master …"
Ji Yun said, "It's okay, I'm used to it."
He thought about how he had beaten up Ji Zuo and had the police take him away not because he was protecting Feng Wan and her mother.
Ji Zuo and Ji You had been his heart since they were young and he had high hopes for them.
In the end, Zuo 'er did that and he was furious.
Then he thought about Zuo 'er's mother and that man and lost his mind.
But a mistake was a mistake!
That was why Zuo 'er and You' er had left the Ji Family for ten years and never came back to see him.
Now, even if Zuo 'er wanted his life, he would give it to him. Moreover, he only liked the third daughter of the Murong Family.
At most, he would be bullied by the Murong Family because the two families didn't have a happy marriage.
So what? He had to go this time.
Uncle Rong waited on him carefully. "Master, Second Young Master might come back tomorrow."
Ji Yun's heart warmed when he heard that. "Really?"
Uncle Rong said, "Second Young Master said so."
Ji Yun was excited. "Uncle Rong, clean up Zuo 'er's room."
"Get the kitchen to prepare his favorite dishes."
"Zuo 'er might not like Feng Yan. Arrange for her to stay outside these few days."
Uncle Rong looked at Ji Yun with red eyes. "Yes, Master."
Ji Yun lay on the bed, extremely emotional.
He hadn't seen Zuo 'er for ten years.
He cried in an instant.
For so many years, he had been thinking about them. He had secretly asked Uncle Rong to contact them, but he knew that they would not forgive him.
So, when he found out what Ji Rong did to him, he wasn't angry. He felt that it was his retribution.
But now, he knew that he could only choose one of his three sons.
So, he wanted Zuo 'er and Right' er.
As for Ji Rong, although she was his son, they didn't have much affection for each other. He could pretend that he didn't know anything.
The next morning, Ji Zuo returned to Jin City. He didn't return to the Ji Family but stayed at the place where his mother used to live.
Standing on the balcony, he could still remember the panic and fear of that time.
The cold winter wind blew on his face, but he didn't feel any pain. It was as if he had turned numb.
After standing there for an hour, he came back to his senses. He went out, bought a bouquet of flowers, and went to his mother's grave.
What surprised him was that the area around the grave was very clean, as if someone had been cleaning it.
It had snowed in Jin City for the past few days.
There was snow everywhere except for the area around his mother's tombstone, which was clean without a single speck of snow.
He thought that since he and his brother weren't here, no one would take care of his mother. Was it Uncle Rong?
He placed the flowers in front of the tombstone, knelt there, closed his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Mom, I've come to see you."
The only response he got was the howling of the wind.
Ji Zuo knelt for a while longer. "It's been ten years. I haven't come back to see you in ten years. Mom, do you blame me?"
In the darkness of the night, he looked at the young woman smiling at him from the tombstone.
Ten years ago, Mama was so young.
However, she died young and committed suicide by jumping off a building.
Suddenly, he heard footsteps behind him. When he turned around and saw the person walking over, his expression froze.
The walking stick in Ji Yun's hand fell to the ground. He looked at Ji Zuo in a daze. "Zuo 'er."
Ji Zuo's voice was cold. "What are you doing here?"
Ji Yun was speechless.
He stood there, his chest swollen. He didn't know what to say, but his whole body was trembling.
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