Chapter 17: Her Letter

Zhou Yanguan’s loud high heels annoyed Aunt Chen immensely; the lady had never acted like this before.

“Knock, knock, knock!” “Brother Chichuan! Brother Chichuan!” Zhou Yanguan knocked on the door impatiently and rudely. Aunt Chen couldn’t help but remind her, “Miss Zhou, Mr. Lu doesn’t like being disturbed while he’s sleeping.”

Zhou Yanguan instantly exploded in anger. When did it become a servant’s job to teach her a lesson? She sneered, “Hmph, what does an old woman know about how to manage me? Brother Chichuan spoils me; what do you care? You’d better…”

Before she could finish her sentence, the door opened, and a cold voice made her immediately retract her attitude: “What do you want?”

“I…” “Aunt Chen is older and a senior here. You should respect your elders. If I ever hear you talking back ro her again, don’t ever think you can come back here,” Lu Chichuan said with a hint of anger in his tone.

Zhou Yanguan quickly changed her tone and said sweetly, “I’m sorry, Brother Chichuan.” She then turned to grasp Aunt Chen’s hand. “Aunt Chen, I’m sorry. It’s all my fault.”

Aunt Chen hurriedly dodged her touch, looking disgusted. “Miss Zhou, I can’t accept your apology.” She then smiled slightly at Lu Chichuan and said, “Sir, I’m still cooking porridge in the kitchen. I’ll go check on it.”

“Okay, you go ahead.” Aunt Chen turned and left, leaving Zhou Yanguan awkwardly standing there with her hand hanging in the air.

Damn it! When I sit in the position of Mrs. Lu, just wait and see how I deal with you, you old hag!

Zhou Yanguan quickly put on a smile. “Brother Chichuan…”

“What are you doing here?” Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted again.

“I’m here to tell you something.” Zhou Yanguan followed Lu Chichuan down the stairs toward the living room.

“I have a letter that Li Mo sent me.” Upon hearing this, Lu Chichuan paused drinking water, his throat bobbing as he asked, “Really?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yanguan took the letter out of her bag and placed it on the table.

Lu Chichuan opened the envelope, and the handwriting was Li Mo’s…

To Miss Zhou Yanguan:

I hope this letter finds you well!

I’m sorry that my doubts have hurt you and Ah Chi. You are a wonderful girl, gentle and kind. I know you and Ah Chi are in love. I hope that after I leave, you two can grow old together and accompany each other for life.

I’m sorry, Li Mo.

Lu Chichuan closed his eyes, feeling as if his heart was being cut by a knife. So… the brief companionship of Li Mo in his dreams these days was a punishment, right?

Zhou Yanguan asked with a hint of concern, “Brother Chichuan, didn’t Sister Li Mo leave a letter for you? She left one for Jiang Yi too. Yesterday, when I went to negotiate contracts with my brother at the Jiang family, he told me about it and gave me the letter.”

Lu Chichuan expressionlessly picked up the glaring letter from her hand…

Dear Ah Yi:

I hope this letter finds you well!

I’m really sorry, Ah Yi. I didn’t protect our child well, and others have tarnished me… I have no face to face you again, and I only wish to continue our bond in the next life…

I love you!

Forever loving you, Li Mo.

“Ha…” Lu Chichuan sneered. Good, very good. Adulterer and whore, continuing their bond. Just as I expected from you, Li Mo.

Zhou Yanguan couldn’t help but tear up. “Brother Chichuan, don’t be sad. Maybe your letter hasn’t arrived yet…”

Lu Chichuan’s eyes turned bloodshot as he tightly clenched the letter. He picked up both letters and walked away.

Zhou Yanguan chased after him but couldn’t catch up, a sinister smile appearing at the corners of her mouth…

He rushed to Lu Sheng’s hospital room, and sure enough, the bodyguard protecting her had a letter—one written by Li Mo, one for Lu Sheng and one for Li Yan…

He ordered someone to call Yi Han to check if there were any letters in Sang Yuwan’s mailbox.

Holding the two letters, he slumped beside Lu Sheng’s hospital bed.

To Sister Lu Sheng:

I owe you an apology from the start. I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have hurt you because of my situation with Jiang Yi, causing you to lie in this hospital bed for three years… I’m sorry in this life, and it’s too late to repent. I can only hope to exchange my life for your forgiveness…

Sinner, Li Mo.

Dear Brother:

I hope this letter finds you well!

I am at fault of our family, causing you to be imprisoned and our parents to die in a car accident… I am the one who deserves to die. Now I am going to pay with my life. You are the only family I have left in this world, and I hope you live well and find someone you love to spend the rest of your life with…

Your sister—Li Mo.

His gaze was hollow as he stared ahead. Yi Han said there was a letter; he read it, but it was just some farewell words.

She left letters for everyone, even that adulterer, yet she didn’t leave one for him…

He swallowed hard, his vision starting to blur as he began to feel cold all over…

It’s clearly her fault. Why does it feel like he’s about to die from sadness?