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The woman at Golden Forest Platform, Fangfei Palace, Clad in simple clothing sat quietly. Although she was not adorned with the golden hairpins, jade beads, and sparkling hairpins of the past, her every move still exuded an extraordinary grace. Not long after the Hua Zhiyang had just put her grandson to sleep, she was drinking tea alone when, after about two quarters, the expected footsteps finally arrived.
"You're a little late."
"The people below haven't broken up. The dosage of the medicine was a bit heavy, so the commotion became bigger, delaying the cleanup for some time. I hope mother can forgive."
"How is he...?"
"Just waiting for mother to go and see him for the last time."
"I understand now."
Hua Zhiyang I wanted to take another sip of tea, but only touched the water with my lips and realized that the tea had already lost its warmth.
"The tea has gone cold."
"I'll go and fetch a pot of hot tea."
"No need, everyone is leaving, not worthy of hot tea."
"Mother, just go, everything has been taken care of."
She let out a slow breath, but even that felt cold. Perhaps at this moment, her heart as a wife finally didn't have to make an effort to hide anything anymore.
Just before stepping out of Fangfei Palace, she squeezed her hand, as if wanting to confirm something, but inexplicably unable to speak.
"Mother, rest assured, the future of the the Lanling Jin ultimately belongs to Lin."
" Jin Guangyao, I hope you can walk the talk."
"Yes, mother."
Even if she didn't want to hear this flattering address as "mother," Hua Zhiyang had to endure it and accept it. She no longer had a son, and although her maternal family was well-off, it was ultimately an external family. If she wanted to protect her only grandson and ensure that he grew up safely to take over the Jin family, Jin Guangyao was her only choice, and the condition was—
"I want Jin Guangshan, to die."
"You... are you crazy? No matter how irresponsible he is, he is still your father!"
"Father? Hahaha, (suddenly serious) I don't have a father."
"What makes you think I would agree to that?"
"The one who hates him is not just me."
Hua Zhiyang admits that she also hates Jin Guangshan. For so many years, the three words "Madam Jin" have tightly bound her, and she is willing to be trapped because of Zixuan. There was a time when she believed in the nonsense of "love and trust," but in the end, she only ended up with a "decisive" outcome.
"My people, you can use, but remember, the next Gold Master can only be Lin."
This is the bottom line of the Hua Zhiyang. I thought Jin Guangyao would hesitate and discuss some conditions, but he agreed immediately. Although there are still doubts, he had to agree. Jin Guangshan has been fed medicine for too long and his life is short. Thinking of the Jin family, this group of despicable and heartless people, it is almost impossible for her to stabilize the situation with the identity of the master's wife. So, even if she has a thousand or ten thousand unwillingness, she can only compromise with Jin Guangyao.
Well, who made her lose her son?
"Mother, take care. I believe Zixuan would be happy to see you. Firstly, because Father Huangquan will be there to accompany you, and secondly... ultimately, our great vengeance will be avenged."
The Hua Zhiyang' eyes widened in an instant, his body trembling uncontrollably. He exerted all his strength to dig his fingernails into the back of his hand, drawing blood to steady himself. The two stood facing each other for a long, long time, as if the daylight had dimmed by half.
" Jin Guangyao, you are ruthless."
"With a father like that, it's not what I want."
"Zixuan......Zi......He really is......" (choking up)
"Mother thought, how could Zixun easily mobilize three hundred cultivators?"
"And you?"
"I didn't say anything at all."
"What a 'didn't say anything'!" (angrily)
"After all, my mother has never been willing to acknowledge me as her son, so I dare not get too close."
"You...good! Good! Jin Guangyao, you are very good!"
Hua Zhiyang laughed bitterly, opening and closing his mouth without saying anything else. After all, Jin Guangshan was born from a prostitute. He glared hatefully one last time and walked towards another stage waiting for her.
Jin Guangyao Kan De Qing Hua Zhiyang The hatred in his eyes is so clear, so blatant, but the more obvious it is, the more at ease he feels. The best people to manipulate are those who wear their emotions on their face.
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