CHAPTER 81: CHAPTER 81: MY PARENTS’ GRAVES WERE DESECRATED

Ningwan walked out of the prison.

The sky was very blue, the sunlight bright and warm.

She looked up at the sky, feeling the warmth envelop her, and closed her eyes.

Dad, Mom, I have finally avenged you!

You can finally rest in peace in heaven!

A black business car drove over and stopped not far away.

Zhan Hanjue got out of the car and walked over to her with firm steps, taking off his coat and draping it over her.

"It’s getting cold, keep warm."

Ningwan opened her eyes and looked at him.

Under the sun, Zhan Hanjue was radiant, even more dazzling, and at first glance, there was a sense of heart-pounding excitement.

Ningwan quickly blinked her eyes and thanked him in a low voice, "Thank you!"

"Let’s go!" Zhan Hanjue put his arm around her shoulder.

Ningwan followed him into the car.

Suddenly, she remembered the driver who brought her and quickly said, "Chen..."

"He’s already been sent back."

"Why did you suddenly come to pick me up?" Ningwan asked.

These past days, he has been very busy. With Lin Yuyang leaving, the Lin Group has changed drastically. The high-levels are cautious, and many have resigned.

Lin Yue is too young, though she is the heir, she cannot take on the responsibility of the Lin Group.

Ningwan can’t just let the Lin Group go bankrupt?

It’s now Lin Yue’s company.

So she asked Zhan Hanjue to help manage it temporarily, knowing he could do the job.

Of course, the benefits were given properly, making Lin Yue and Zhan Hanjue sign a contract.

In three years, Zhan Hanjue would return the Lin Group.

And during these three years, all the profits of the Lin Group belong to Zhan Hanjue.

Zhan Hanjue agreed and has been extremely busy these past days, completely overhauling the high-levels of the Lin Group.

"Aren’t you afraid he’ll replace everyone with his own people and not return it in three years?" Wu Taotao said.

Ningwan sighed, "I can only practice medicine, and you can only paint. Lin Yue is still young, without relying on him, what can be done? If he truly wants to acquire the Lin Group, he can do it now. I’m just betting a thousandth of a chance that he’ll kindly return it. If I don’t bet, there’d be no chance at all."

Indeed.

The matter in three years’ time entirely depends on Zhan Hanjue’s conscience.

If he doesn’t return it, she can do nothing.

But now without relying on him, the Lin Group will certainly close down.

"I’m taking you somewhere," Zhan Hanjue said.

Ningwan asked, "Where?"

"You’ll know when we get there," Zhan Hanjue said.

Ningwan had to shut her mouth.

When he doesn’t want to talk, asking is useless, so just follow.

But as the car moved closer and almost stopped, Ningwan knew where they were going.

This is the road to the cemetery.

Though the last time she came was with Zhan Hanjue at night, she came again by herself later.

This road leads solely to the cemetery.

Sure enough, the car stopped at the foot of the mountain.

The bodyguards quickly opened the car door for Zhan Hanjue and then for Ningwan.

The two of them got out of the car.

Gazing at the solemn greenery in the distance, Ningwan mumbled, "Why bring me here?"

"I thought you might want to come," Zhan Hanjue said.

Ningwan’s nose stung with emotion.

Indeed, she did want to come here.

Unexpectedly, he could understand her thoughts.

"Thank you!" Ningwan thanked him.

Zhan Hanjue held her hand, "Let’s go! I’ll accompany you up."

At this moment, the bodyguards brought the chrysanthemums they had prepared and handed them to Zhan Hanjue.

The path to the cemetery was long, but today with Zhan Hanjue by her side, it seemed not so long.

"How can this be?"

Soon, they arrived at the tomb of Tang Xiaowan and her husband.

But at the sight before her, Ningwan was shocked.

Why was the tomb dug up, and the place in such disarray?

"Where are my parents’ ashes? Where did the ashes go?" Ningwan screamed in question.

The cemetery caretaker was brought over, explaining in a panicked manner, "The Ye Family sent someone to retrieve the ashes, saying they were to be reburied elsewhere."

Ningwan’s face turned pale.

The Ye Family?

The Ye Family did this deliberately, not moving the graves sooner or later, but moving them now.

Actually, during this time, the Ye Family had been sending people to invite her back, saying there was something to discuss.

But Ningwan was unwilling to deal with them.

Since the moment she was married out of the Ye Family, they had no relation.

Moreover, now that even Ye Shao was found, there was no need to pay attention.

But unexpectedly, the Ye Family was so despicable.

Unable to invite her, they directly dug up her parents’ tombs and took the ashes.

"I’m going to find Ye Pengcheng." Ningwan trembled with anger, directly calling Mr. Ye by name.

Zhan Hanjue stopped her, "Don’t be impulsive."

"How can I not be impulsive? He dug up my parents’ graves." Ningwan shouted in fury.

Zhan Hanjue looked at her excited expression, understanding her anger.

He quietly said, "I’ll go with you."

"Oh, the Ye Family’s graves have been dug up?"

Suddenly, a sarcastic voice rang out.

Ningwan looked over, and it was Mrs. Leng.

"Why glare at me, it’s not like I dug them up." Mrs. Leng sneered, looking at Ningwan’s angry face, and mocked.

Zhan Hanjue asked, "Aunt, is there anything you need?"

Mrs. Leng frowned, "Of course I’m here to see your father, unlike you, coming here, and instead of visiting your father first, you visit outsiders."

"Thank you, Aunt, for thinking of my father. If you’re done, you can leave." Zhan Hanjue said coldly.

Mrs. Leng’s face turned grim, and after a while, she said angrily, "Zhan Hanjue, don’t think I don’t know. Are you really worthy of your father?"

Zhan Hanjue frowned.

Mrs. Leng noticed slight changes in his expression, getting even angrier, "So, were you really seeking to...?"

"Aunt, please consider Ziqing more before you speak," Zhan Hanjue interrupted her coldly.

Mrs. Leng was shocked, "You’re threatening me with Ziqing?"

"I am merely reminding Aunt not to say things she shouldn’t say, or do things she shouldn’t do."

"Let’s go."

Ningwan’s mind was only on her parents’ ashes, not bothering to ponder Mrs. Leng’s words closely.

She didn’t want to waste time talking with Mrs. Leng now, she just wanted to hurry to the Ye Family.

Zhan Hanjue nodded and held her as they left.

Mrs. Leng watched their backs, trembling with anger.

Beside her, Yazi softly advised, "Ma’am, don’t be too upset, it might harm your health."

"Yazi, tell me. If the old lady knew that her most cherished grandson forsook his father to save a stranger, what would she feel?"

"Ma’am, do you mean...?"

Mrs. Leng sneered, "I was speculating before, but today confirmed it. My good nephew is quite the filial son."

Saying this, she gripped her fists tightly, wishing she could strangle Ningwan herself.

"If the old lady knew, she probably wouldn’t let that woman remain in the Zhan Family." Yazi said.

Mrs. Leng said mysteriously, "Take it slow, there’s no rush. He dared threaten me with Ziqing, I’ll make him realize the consequences of disrespecting elders."