Chapter 739: She Made Me Wait, And She Never Returned

Yan Qingsis lips quirked into a smile. She placed the bare dandelion down. Mom, Im here she said. Im really busy because Im a celebrity now. Ive been to so many places, Ive seen places that you never got to see, so thats why I didnt have time to see you. Please dont be mad at me, okay? Wait till Ive become the best actress when Im above everyone else. Then I have plenty of time, and Ill move you to a better spot.

There has been an idiot whos pestering you of late. Hes.not bad, right?

Yue Tingfeng had said that he would visit the grave often. She had never thought that he would keep to his word.

Yue Tingfeng was actually a caring soul, and he gave all the care he could give to Yan Qingsi.

n.o.body had ever given this sort of care to Yan Qingsi. Even when he had met Helan Fangnian in M Country, he had never given this sort of attention.

Yan Qingsis legs ached, so she squatted down. The two shows Ive filmed is about to air, she said. Mom, you better pray that my shows get super popular so I can change my public image fabulously. I want to tell everyone that Yan Qingsi doesnt just stir up drama and get a lot of haters. I have the acting chops too.

Yan Qingsi muttered for a long time, finally stopping when a shadow lingered over her head.

She did not move nor did she raise her head. It was so hot, and she was so tired. The sun made her dizzy. This little shadow granted some small comfort and she did not want to move out of it.

A beautiful hand lightly ghosted over the photograph on the gravestone.

His touch was barely there. He was so careful, as though he feared that touching it would harm the person in the photo.

Yan Qingsi exhaled. Very few people remember that Nie Qiuping ever existed, she said. All these years, n.o.body has come to see her, except for me and Yue Tingfeng. Now that she sees someone else who shes familiar with, she will be happy.

How did she die? Coolness seeped through the grating quality of his voice.

Yan Qingsis legs were a little numb. She slightly adjusted her posture. Didnt you already find that out?

Im letting you tell me. You Yis voice was cold, guttural, and full of murderous intent.

When I was eight, my dad, who had left us for so long, suddenly turned up. He wanted to take me and my mother to the city, Yan Qingsi said, delaying the answer. Then we only found out that he had remarried. He had a wife and a kid. My mother had no place there. She wanted to take me back, she wanted a divorce. But someone didnt allow it. The Ye family refused to let their precious daughter marry a divorcee, and they refused to let the public know that the daughter of the Ye family was a mistress, a homewrecker

Yan Qingsi smiled. What would you do then, if you were them? she asked.

You Yi did not answer her. They could only get rid of my mother. The dead cannot testify, Yan Qingsi continued. Then Ye Lingzhi could tell everyone that my mother was the mistress, the homewrecker. And I well, I was the illegitimate daughter, the mistresss daughter. She took pity on me and adopted me and earned plenty of praise with that.

That time, everyone cursed my mother even after death, saying that it was right that she died. They said that her death was a blessing, that mistresses never have happy endings waiting for them. Thats how it happened. Its not complicated, but its not so simple either.

Yan Qingsis legs were completely numb but she did not want to move an inch. She raised her face toward the sky. That day, my mom told me to wait for her, she said. She said that she would be back when I finished that bowl of noodlesbut she never came back.

A single teardrop plopped and splattered onto the ground. It quickly evaporated above the boiling surface, not a single trace of its existence left behind.