Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

  “Mom, have I told you? Her secret inheritance realm was set up in the mountain behind our Qiaotou Village.”


  Wei Ziqin was stunned, and then she shook her head while tight-lipped. “It’s probably that she wanted to be a bit closer to you even in death.”


  “Child, you are the connection she cannot cast aside.” Wei Ziqin held her daughter’s hands, closing them tightly around that half of a jade pendant.

  “Believe Mom. If there were the slimmest hope, your birth mother would not have entrusted you to me.” Wei Ziqin stroked her daughter’s head gently as she murmured, “That’s why, don’t detest her, okay?”


  “I don’t detest her,” Qiao Mu replied evenly.

  Wei Ziqin’s eyes brimmed with tears. “But Mom feels heartache seeing you so apathetic.”


  “Mom, don’t overthink it. I just, my brain is a bit muddled at the moment.” Qiao Mu grasped her hands and said lightly, “Mom, you had sworn to her that you would not tell me the truth. But today, you personally broke your vow.”


  Her mom valued this promise so highly that even when they were so destitute in her previous life, she did not even think of sending her, this baggage, away all along.

  And her dad, this honest, timid, and foolishly filial man, had never thought of sending her away either.

  Weren’t they dumb? Wasn’t this couple being foolish!

  Why didn’t they send her away? Just send her away and let her live or perish on her own.

  In her previous life, it was simply her who had implicated their family, it was her! It was her, this baneful pest!

  “It doesn’t matter. My daughter’s safety is most important.” Wei Ziqin smiled tearily. “Have you found any clues after hearing this?”


  “Child?” When Wei Ziqin saw her in a daze, she swayed the latter’s body and then wept, “Child, do not go down a dead end. You must know that no matter your surname, you are still Dad and Mom’s child. Even if Dad and Mom do not have much capability, we will still do all we can to protect you in your lifetime.”


  “Mom, I know.” Regaining her senses, Qiao Mu wiped her mother’s tears with a handkerchief. “You have always been a qualified mother. In my heart, you and dad are my birth parents. There is no difference.”


  Her tears overflowing, Wei Ziqin was moved as she sighed with emotion.

  “Child, have you found clues?”


  Qiao Mu shook and then nodded her head. “I suspect that these people who have been targeting me should be her enemies.”


  “But right now I am still not clear as to who they are.”


  “Mom, don’t worry. Your daughter is not that weak either right now.”


  She would keep her entire family safe and sound, for certain!

  Wei Ziqin nodded. “Okay, Mom believes in you.”


  “Mom, I want to stay here for a bit longer.” Qiao Mu’s expression turned even more bland.

  Once again, Wei Ziqin nodded. “Then don’t stay for too long. This place is chilly.”


  Qiao Mu grunted in assent. She then watched her mother walk out the doors to the ancestral hall, the slanting shadow on the floor disappearing from her sight.

  She did not know how long she had been sitting alone in the ancestral hall.

  However, it seemed so long that her breathing had almost thinned out.

  It was only then that she slowly looked up and reached for that memorial tablet. She took it down and embraced it in her arms.

  The frigid sensation seemingly seeped into the depths of her heart at once.

  She gave a cold shiver.

  While embracing Long Chuyun’s memorial tablet, she murmured, “Long time no see.”


  It took twenty-six plus fifteen years for her to find out that her birth mother was Long Chuyun.

  Tears streamed down noiselessly……