Huo Tingdong said, "The greening and renovation of the public cemetery are significant projects. The management fee is just a tiny part of it."
Lin Qi insisted, "We still need to continue the investigation, at the very least… we must find the baby's ashes." She was filled with remorse for that child, and now that the ashes had vanished without a trace, replaced by concrete, her guilt was even deeper.
Huo Tingdong said, "I will. I will definitely find them. Don't forget, he's my child too."
Saying so, he rose to his feet, moved behind her, and said, "Let's go home."
Let's go home...
A simple phrase, just three words, stirred a sense of long-lost warmth in Lin Qi's heart.
In a trance, Huo Tingdong had pushed her wheelchair and left the hospital room.
Yuhua Mansion.
As she pushed open the door, Lin Qi looked around the cold, empty house and felt a strange sense of unfamiliarity.
How long had it been since she had returned here?
She could no longer remember.