Seeing Qiao Sen come, the siblings greeted him. Qiao Sen said a few words to them and went upstairs.

  Upstairs, there were several people sitting or standing in Ji Chen’s room.

  Other than Ji Qing, the rest were Ji Chen’s siblings.

  The eldest, Ji Jie, was already 75 years old. His body had regressed over the years and he looked old. He sat on the big sofa in the room with a cane in his hand, looking old. Third Sister Ji Ru was also there. She was wearing a light yellow sweater and sat beside Ji Jie without saying anything.

  Second Brother Ji Hui had already passed away. He died two years ago because of cancer.

  Ji Qing’s mother was a beautiful and dignified woman. Because of Ji Chen’s health, Madam Ji looked a little haggard. Madam Ji sat by Ji Chen’s bed and wiped his sweat from time to time to talk to him.

  Qiao Sen greeted his uncle and aunt before walking to Ji Qing’s side. He held Ji Qing’s hand and asked her, “How’s Dad?”


  Ji Qing shook her head. His eyes were a little red. Qiao Sen’s question triggered Ji Qing’s sadness. She could not help but cry.

  “No.”


  “Qiao Sen, stay here tonight.” It was Ji Jie who spoke.

  There was a reason why Ji Jie asked him to stay here tonight. He was afraid that Ji Chen would not make it through tonight. If he passed away, he would always need a descendant to send him off. Ji Chen only had Ji Qing as his daughter in this lifetime. Although Qiao Sen was his son-in-law, he was also considered half a son. He should stay by the side.

  Qiao Sen also understood this logic. He casually chose a stool and sat down.

  The house was very quiet. Ji Chen’s breathing sounded heavy. Only his breathing could be heard in the house, making the atmosphere feel especially heavy.

  After a long time, someone who was supposed to be unconscious suddenly made a small sound. At first, they did not hear it, but after a moment, Ji Qing and Ji Ru heard it. The two of them stood up at the same time and approached Ji Chen.

  Qiao Sen stood up and walked over.

  Ji Qing asked Ji Chen, “Dad, what did you

  say?”


  Ji Chen seemed to have said something.

  Ji Qing still did not hear clearly. She bent down in front of Ji Chen, and Ji Qing placed her ear close to the corner of Ji Chen’s mouth. She heard Ji Chen muttering a name subconsciously, “Xiao Yue……”


  Ji Qing was stunned.

  Beside her, Ji Ru was also stunned. Then, her expression became sad.

  “Xiao Yue……”/ please keep reading on MYB0XN0VEL(d0t)C0M.

  After hearing it clearly, everyone realized that Ji Chen’s words and names were all Xiao Yue.

  The name Xiao Yue was unfamiliar to Qiao Sen. Even Ji Qing had only heard the adults mention this name often when she was young. When she grew up, the elders rarely mentioned it.

  Ji Ru held Ji Chen’s hand and sighed. “Third Brother, Xiao Yue left long ago. Xiao Yue left!”


  “Xiao Yue.” Ji Chen stubbornly called her name over and over again.

  Seeing that his father-in-law was so hung up on this woman even until his death, if he did not know his father-in-law too well, Qiao Sen’s thoughts would run wild. Could this woman called Xiao Yue be his father-in-law’s first love? Qiao Sen was really curious, so he lowered his head and asked Ji Qing, “Who’s Xiao Yue?”


  Ji Qing explained simply. She said, “It’s my aunt. She went missing 35 years ago. When she went missing, she was only 22 years old.”


  Qiao Sen vaguely remembered that there was indeed such a thing. This matter caused a storm back then, but unfortunately, they could not find Ji Yue’s whereabouts after that. After that, the police stopped searching for Ji Yue’s whereabouts. Unexpectedly, the Ji family still did not give up.

  The person who had disappeared 35 years ago had never returned all these years. He must have been doomed.

  Ji Chen was still calling Xiao Yue’s name. His voice became softer and softer.

  Ji Ru wiped her eyes.

  Ji Jie’s aged voice sounded in the room. He asked Ji Chen, “Old Four, what other wishes do you have? Tell me.”


  Hearing this, the unconscious Ji Chen suddenly woke up.

  He held Ji Ru’s hand tightly and said hoarsely, “Xiao Yue, I lost Xiao Yue! You must find Xiao Yue and bring her back!” This matter was Ji Chen’s obsession. 35 years ago, he and Xiao Yue took a plane to the Maldives to play together, but they lost Xiao Yue at the airport.

  After so many years, he had never given up on finding Xiao Yue. Unfortunately, he had never gotten the results.

  Even though he had cerebral palsy, Ji Chen still remembered this matter.

  Upon hearing this, Ji Jie heaved a long sigh and said, “You……” He touched his old face that was filled with creases and said in a deep voice,” We’ll get someone to find her now. We’ll go and find her now!”


  Qiao Sen thought that Ji Jie was joking with Ji Chen when he said this, but Ji Jie actually really called the police station and asked them to investigate Ji Yue’s disappearance again. In the latter half of the night, they listened to Ji Chen’s intermittent calls and stayed up the entire night.

  On the morning of the third day of the eighth grade, Sha Zelong finally received an investigation report. Sha Zelong sat by the bed, opened the document, and carefully read through it. Yan Yu lay on the bed as if she had no bones in her body. She wrapped an arm around Sha Zelong’s waist and gently flicked her fingers on his sexy waist. Hearing Sha Zelong close the documents, Yan Yu asked him, “Is that so?”


  Sha Zelong said, “It’s highly likely that Miss Ji’s mother, Ji Yue, is the Ji family’s missing daughter.”


  Yan Yu narrowed her eyes with a dangerous gaze.

  Missing for no reason. How many stories were hidden behind this’ no reason ‘? How soul-stirring were the stories? It was really hard to guess. She asked Sha Zelong, “How did Ji Yue disappear?”.

  “I’m not sure. This is a secret of the Ji family. How can I tell outsiders?”


  Sha Zelong put down the document and lay down beside Yan Yu.

  Thinking of something, Sha Zelong said, “The head of our province, Secretary Han Bing, had a relationship with Ji Yue for three years when he was young.”


  Binjiang City was the capital city of Country Z, and it was a municipal city. However, the financially developed Junyang City belonged to Nanjing Province, and was the capital city of Nanjing Province. Han Bing was the head of the province. Sha Zelong knew this person. He was in his sixties and was still sitting on the iron chair. No matter what happened, the position remained his.

  This person was definitely not an ordinary person.

  Sha Zelong had only met Han Bing a few times. Han Bing was from the same generation as Sha Zelong’s father. When Han Bing saw his father, he had to address him respectfully as Old Brother Sha. However, when Sha Zelong saw Han Bing, he had to address him respectfully as Uncle Han. In his impression, the few times they had met, the feeling that Han Bing gave Sha Zelong was always warm and down-to-earth.

  However, no one knew that the person sitting in that position was not as harmless as he looked.