CHAPTER 887: CHAPTER 887: I WILL HELP YOU FINISH WHAT YOU COULDN’T FINISH (9)

Thinking about her kind reminder last night, to be honest, if it weren’t for her timely call, he might not have been able to see his mother one last time.

"Yes, it was me." Thinking of this, Chen Jiaming’s tone seemed to become increasingly complex.

"I heard the news from Director Wu. At this moment, I should say, please accept my condolences, Director Chen."

Chen Jiaming’s breath seemed to stop, perhaps because he refused to answer the phone or see anyone. It became that she was the first person to speak to him after the incident.

As for why he wouldn’t see or listen to anyone else, but answered her call.

Chen Jiaming thought for a moment, finally realizing what he wanted—an answer, an answer to a question he couldn’t figure out all along.

"What is more important than life?"

This question seemed to be miles away from what was happening now.

Gu Nuan squinted slightly and replied to him, "It’s belief."

Chen Jiaming shuddered. Clearly, she understood his mother better than he did.

"It’s really laughable, a belief—"

"The biggest difference between humans and other life forms is that humans have thoughts and ideas, not just living. Otherwise, why do so many people feel they can’t live on, want to commit suicide, even though they could live much longer, they feel living is more painful than dying, willing to press the button to end life early."

Chen Jiaming slightly lowered his eyes, as if contemplating her words, and said, "Is it for money?"

Thinking of how Xiao Shulan acted like a madwoman, causing trouble at the Chen Family, wasn’t it for money?

"That’s right."

The two words from Gu Nuan opposite shocked Chen Jiaming instead.

He thought she was cold, but a noble and lofty kind of cold. How could it be, as rumored by those outside, deep down she was actually vulgar, just for money.

"You’re saying—it’s right—"

"Of course it’s right, Director Chen. Look at everything you’ve done; isn’t it all for money? Your mother was a great woman, but also for money."

Chen Jiaming’s displeased tone slipped out: "My mother—"

"Director Chen, pursuing money is not vulgar. We who study finance all know that financial experts are not vulgar at all. No matter how people outside talk about us in finance, but in our hearts, we should all be clear that money is indeed closely related to everyone’s life and fate. You must know, there are many people who struggle on the edge of life’s line every day because of money issues."

Hearing this, Chen Jiaming suddenly felt enlightened, understanding not only her words but also why his mother was so persistent. It turned out his mother wasn’t as incomprehensible as he thought before. Simply put, his mother was a kind-hearted woman with a concern for humanity.

"Is there anything I need to do?"

Listening to the opposite voice, the outline of his expression in the darkness on the video, had already returned to the state before the incident. Just like when she first saw him at Changda’s interview place, a deep, terrifyingly capable young leader.

"I know my words might be harsh, but we really have no time, Director Chen." Gu Nuan paused slightly, gently yet seriously, "Please postpone handling Madam Chen’s funeral by a day. If Director Chen temporarily has no one to help, I will send someone over. Now, the situation in Changda really requires Director Chen to step up; without you, it might be truly impossible. Changda is one of the treasures Madam Chen always protected, you should understand."

Chen Jiaming didn’t feel the need to question these words. Just thinking about what happened with Xiao Shulan here, he already understood the current situation, nodded, and said, "I’ll come to you right away and start planning."

With that, he hung up the phone.

As he left the bedroom, he looked back.

In the darkness, Madam Chen lying on the bed still had the appearance of peacefully sleeping.

"Mom, sleep well. Whatever you couldn’t finish, I will definitely help you finish it with her. So, rest easy."

The door opened with a click, and he walked out. Another click, the door closed, with no hesitation.