The servants stood in a row, gazing at Lin Wanwan, who had grown increasingly frail in recent days. Their eyes welled up with heartache.  

Sun Shu, the family driver who had worked for the Lin family for over forty years, couldn’t hold back his thoughts any longer.  

“Young Miss, no matter how busy you are with work, you must take care of your health. If the master and madam saw you like this, they would be heartbroken.”  

As soon as the words left his mouth, Sun Shu wanted to slap himself twice.  

Damn his big mouth—why did he have to bring up such a sore subject?  

The master and madam had passed away so long ago. His words would only upset the young miss for no reason.  

“Sun Shu, ever since my parents left, it’s all of you who have been taking care of me. All these years… I’ve really put you through so much.”  

With that, Lin Wanwan pulled out something she had prepared long ago from her bag.  

Property deeds in the city’s top school district and checks worth three million—each of the elders who had cared for Lin Wanwan received a share.  

Additionally, Lin Wanwan had booked luxury packages for them at the best wellness center in Haicheng.  

As people age, their bodies inevitably ache here and there.  

For frugal elders like Sun Shu, they would never spend money on hospital check-ups or health treatments for themselves. So, Lin Wanwan took care of it all for them.  

After all, she was going to die soon anyway. There was no point in keeping this money—better to put it to good use.  

Aunt Wang looked at the young miss, who always thought of others, and felt so heartbroken she couldn’t speak. She quickly turned away to wipe her tears.  

The atmosphere had grown so heavy that even the slowest person could sense something was wrong.  

“Young Miss, are you… driving us away?”  

“Or… have we done something wrong to upset you?”  

“Young Miss, please tell us. We’ll change, we promise. Please don’t send us away.”  

…  

The room dissolved into chaotic sobbing. More than the high salaries of the Lin family, what they couldn’t bear to part with was the young miss herself.  

They had watched her grow up. Over the years, they had long come to see her as their own daughter in their hearts.  

Lin Wanwan sighed. “It’s not that I want to drive you away. It’s just that… I’m going to die soon. There’s no point in you staying. You should go home and spend time with your families. The things on the table are enough to ensure you live out your remaining years in comfort.”  

The moment these words were spoken, the room fell deathly silent.  

“Young Miss… what… what do you mean? You’re perfectly fine… how could you be dying?”  

Sun Shu, a man with half his body already in the grave, had red-rimmed eyes and swayed unsteadily, as if he might collapse at any moment.  

Just as Lin Wanwan was about to Aunt, she was seized by a violent coughing fit. Nanny Wang, standing beside her, hurriedly handed her a prepared handkerchief.  

The handkerchief was stained with blood from Lin Wanwan’s cough.  

The bright red blood stabbed at the hearts of everyone present. They were terrified.  

It took a long time for Lin Wanwan to recover, her face ghastly pale.  

Then, with reddened eyes, Aunt Wang broke the news of the young miss’s illness to Sun Shu and the others.  

The devastating blow left everyone dizzy with shock. Tears fell before any words could.  

Seeing elders who had lived decades weeping before her, Lin Wanwan felt a pang of sorrow.  

Summoning her strength despite her frail body, she forced herself to speak firmly: “If you still care for me as your young miss, then hold back your tears.”  

Hearing this, everyone clenched their jaws, fighting not to let their tears fall.  

In the end, Lin Wanwan couldn’t successfully give Sun Shu and the others the gifts she had prepared. Reluctantly, she handed everything to Aunt Wang instead.  

After her passing, Aunt Wang would distribute the checks and property deeds to them.  

This was her final wish.  

As for the Lin family’s ancestral home, along with the luxury goods, jewelry, and jade pieces Lin Wanwan had collected over the years—she left them all to Aunt Wang.  

…

The news of Lin Wanwan’s cancer was kept tightly under wraps, and no one outside had any idea she was ill.  

By the final stages, her body had grown so weak she could no longer leave her bed. Tubes and wires snaked across her body, sustaining her fragile life.  

Aunt Wang and the others from the Lin family estate stayed by her side, never leaving even for a moment.  

To cheer up the bedridden Lin Wanwan, Aunt Wang would share amusing stories about her grandchildren.  

At five or six years old—that universally chaotic age where even dogs find kids annoying—Aunt Wang’s pair of twin grandchildren, a boy and a girl, would often fight over toys.  

The younger brother, no match for his sister, would always end up getting beaten to tears before running to Aunt Wang, sobbing for justice.  

Whenever she talked about this, a warm, happy smile would spread across Aunt Wang’s face.  

Lying on the hospital bed, Lin Wanwan watched that smile and couldn’t help reflecting on her own life.  

After her parents fell ill and passed away, she had single-handedly propped up the crumbling Shengshi Group. As a woman, she was undeniably successful.  

But in the dead of night, she often felt an overwhelming loneliness, a deep yearning for the warmth of family.  

Navigating the cutthroat world of business, she had seen too much deceit. Any man who approached her was immediately branded as scheming for the Shengshi Group.  

Add to that the Lin family’s so-called “curse,” and she had never entertained the idea of marriage or children.  

She couldn’t bear the thought of a child sharing her fate—yet at the same time, she desperately wanted family.  

That was why, one day, when she found an abandoned baby on the street—little Zhengping—and he smiled at her, she didn’t hesitate.  

She took him home, raised him as her own, and even formally adopted him as her son. But in the end… he still let her down.  

Twenty years of love and care, only to raise a white-eyed wolf who wanted her dead.  

It really proved the old saying: Dragons beget dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes, and the son of a rat will always dig holes. The genes carved into one’s bones are innate—no amount of nurture can change that.  

Such a simple truth, yet she only understood it on her deathbed. She really had been a fool.  

If it had been her own biological child, they would surely have been as outstanding as her, destined to become the brightest rising star in the business world.  

But… there were no “ifs.”  

Despite achieving success in every other aspect of her life, Lin Wanwan’s greatest regret was never having a child of her own.  

Her consciousness began to blur, and with that lingering sorrow, she sank into an endless slumber.  

[System scanning…]

[Ding! High compatibility soul detected. Bind to the Pregnancy System?]