In an entertainment club in Lanjiang City.
For more than 20 years, the wind and rain had not moved. Every year, at the sisters' gathering before New Year's Eve, all the people who should be there would be present. The waiter would close the door after bringing in the fruit platter and the like. The room was isolated from the deafening music outside. In the room, a handsome young man was playing the guitar and singing a soothing folk song.
Among the women present, the youngest were Chen Yin and Gu Min. Their children were already 18 years old. It seemed that more than 20 years had passed in the blink of an eye. Some of them already had white hair.
Su Hong and Gu Fengfeng had passed away from cancer more than ten years ago. These people, who had spent their early years in the martial arts world and exhausted their bodies, seemed to be not blessed by the heavens. Every year at the gathering, everyone would sigh at the mention of it.
It was rare to have a gathering, and the Spring Festival was approaching, so the sisters were in a good mood. Ye Huanyan noticed Fu Yingxiang's worried look. Thinking of the things that had happened in their family in the past few years, she could not help but ask.
"Fourth Sister, it's rare to have a gathering. Don't be unhappy about Yufeng today."
Ever since Ling Yufeng proposed to marry Duan Ruyun three years ago, their family had not been peaceful. For some reason, Fu Yingxiang and Ling Zhan did not agree to the marriage of the two children. Ling Yufeng was also a child who would not turn back once he had made up his mind. In a fit of anger, he moved out of the villa and lived with Duan Ruyun. He had not returned home in the past three years.
Fu Yingxiang frowned. "It's not that I don't agree with their marriage, but that child's identity makes people think too much. She is Gu Duo's daughter. It's not that you don't know that Sister Hong adopted her out of kindness. After she left, half of the family business was given to her because she had no children. But who knows what she is thinking?"
Ye Huanyan persuaded.
"Don't worry so much. Look, after so many years, they are still together. If that girl had any other thoughts, she would not have been with Yufeng for so long."
"Third Sister's considerations are not unreasonable."
Zhuang Suqiu interrupted.
"I watched Ruyun grow up. She's quite scheming. Back then, Zhuang Hong suddenly proposed to marry that girl. It took me a long time to figure it out. That girl used the entire Dongling Group in exchange. That girl is very ambitious. She doesn't seem like someone who can easily live a good life with Yu Feng. Let's wait and see."
"You businessmen always think too much," Li Yao said.
Ye Huanyan stretched lazily and leaned against the sofa lazily. "If you ask me, the younger generation will have their own happiness. Why do you care so much? Which one of us didn't have twists and turns back then? Didn't we still live until now? Which one of you isn't satisfied with your life? "
As soon as this was said, the others had no objections.
More than 20 years ago, after Zhuang Suqiu was released from prison, she divorced her husband. However, later on, her business was doing very well. Now, the development of the Zhuang Yu Group was unstoppable. In addition, her adopted son, Zhuang Hong, was indeed not an ordinary person. Three years ago, he married Ye Huanyan's daughter. Zhuang Suqiu was very satisfied with this marriage.
This adopted son made her very proud. After Zhuang You, the daughter of her husband and his mistress, found out about her background a few years ago, she cleared up the misunderstanding between her and Zhuang Suqiu. Now, she loved to stick to her and treated her and Zhuang Hong as more important than her own family. Now, she wholeheartedly helped her brother to manage the group.
Fu Yingxiang's life was even more obvious. She married Ling Zhan, who was younger than her. Her life was like a phone call. Of the two sons, one was carefree and unrestrained, and the other was mature and steady. Everyone was envious.
If anyone was dissatisfied with their life, Ye Huanyan would be the first to jump out and refute.
"I'm not satisfied."
Chen Yin had a plum in her mouth and said vaguely, "I think my husband is not handsome enough."
Everyone collectively looked at her with disdain.
Chen Yin's husband, Pure Feather, was the best actor in many film festivals. He attracted female fans and was said to be the man that all women in Asia wanted to marry the most. She was now fearless.
"Then who do you think is handsome?"
Ye Huanyan looked at her with interest.
"The young man who plays the guitar is younger than my husband."
"Hey, that's younger, not handsome. Your son is about the same age as him. You've had enough."
Everyone attacked. Ye Huanyan laughed at the side. "You guys should know your limits. After all, she's an old woman in her forties. If anything happens, Pure Feather will fight with you."
"Come on, she's already full term, but she can't give birth. She even came out with us. Pure Feather didn't care. I wonder if the two of you are really playing on your own like the news and gossip said. Whose child is this? Hahaha …"
"Hahaha, it's the truth …"
Everyone was in a mess, and Fu Yingxiang's originally gloomy brows gradually relaxed.
Perhaps Ye Huanyan was right. Children and grandchildren had their own happiness. Why should he care so much? Since he had been with that girl for three years, it didn't matter if he got their permission or not.
After the party that day, Fu Yingxiang asked Ling Dongqing to send a message to Ling Yufeng, asking him to bring his girlfriend home for the New Year. The ice between the mother and son for three years was finally broken. It was a happy event for the New Year.
On the eve of the New Year, Ling Yufeng took Duan Ruyun home.
Fu Yingxiang called her future daughter-in-law into her room and handed her a pair of jade bracelets. Her face was relieved and full of blessings.
"Yufeng has been with you for three years. I know it's useless to stop him. My only hope is that you can live well with him after marriage. Treat him well and don't let down his feelings for you. That's enough."
Duan Ruyun lowered her head and took the bracelets. Her expression was a little complicated.
"I thought you wouldn't accept me."
"What if I didn't accept you?"
"Then I'll wait."
"Actually, this wasn't your original plan, right?"
Fu Yingxiang was silent for a few seconds. Suddenly, she looked at her with a sharp gaze.
The figure outside the door suddenly paused and stopped opening the door.
"I know you and Uncle have always doubted my motives."
Duan Ruyun's expression was calm, as if she had already thought about it carefully.
"I won't deny that I approached Yufeng three years ago with an ulterior motive. However, it only took me a month to dispel this motive, whether you believe it or not."
After a long silence, Fu Yingxiang asked, "One last question. How is your mother now?"
At the mention of this, a trace of pain appeared on Duan Ruyun's face and her voice became hoarse.
"I changed her to another hospital last week. Sometimes she can recognize me, but sometimes she can't even recognize who I am."
After saying this, she looked at Fu Yingxiang stubbornly with tears in her eyes.
"I don't know what happened between you and my mother, but she is still my mother. I won't deny her existence."
For a moment, Fu Yingxiang's heart was filled with mixed feelings. After a long while, she found her voice.
"Your mother and I grew up together."
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