“Alright. Granny’s not going to cry. Rainy shouldn’t cry, too.” Song Wan sympathetically wiped off Rainy’s tears. This child forgot about everything that had happened, and she had also forgotten about her—this grandma’s—wrongdoings altogether. Otherwise, how could she have been able to approach this child? However, if the reason behind her approaching the child had been forgotten as well, she’d rather the child have remembered everything.

Chu Jiang lifted his hand and placed it on his wife’s shoulder, silently consoling her. Then, he picked up Rainy from the floor again, wanting to carry her for a little longer. Ever since her accident, he had never gotten to carry her properly; and perhaps, this was also the last time he would get to do so.

She was going to leave them.

“Remember Granny’s words and be good. Granny and Grandpa will miss you very much. Remember not to forget us.” Chu Jiang hugged the little figure tighter in his arms. He really couldn’t bear to let go. It was just that the plane was about to take-off, and she needed to leave this place as well. Her parents were still waiting for her. All this time right now, they actually fought for it.

It was just that she was clearly their granddaughter, and yet they couldn’t even hug her freely and stay by her side as they wished. They had mistreated her and mistreated her mother. Therefore, they could only watch as she left, with no way to hold her back.

Song Wan stood up and sat on the resting bench with Chu Jiang. Both of them watched Rainy in silence. With every minute and every second that passed, their hearts started to become heavier and more repressed.

At that moment, inside the Chu Enterprise office building, the eighteenth floor CEO’s workroom was abnormally silent. The ‘sha-sha’ sound of pen on paper could be heard inside from time to time. Du Jingtang kept checking the watch on his wrist, so anxious that cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

“Cousin, why are you still sitting here? How can you bring yourself to keep your butt still? Today’s the day they’re leaving your daughter’s leaving for England!” Du Jingtang couldn’t help but shout. He threw away the documents in his hand. This stupid document, he wasn’t going to look at it anymore. He was going to go see the little cutie. Just by thinking about how he wouldn’t be able to hug her and see her in the future, he felt unbelievable anguish.

Chu Lui flipped over the document in his hand and then seriously signed his name down on the paper. Actually, Du Jingtang was wrong. He was actually not composed right now. One could feel it from his trembling fingers. Even his usually smooth and elegant signature had become slightly crooked now.

“It’s not like we can stop her from leaving even if we go. If I don’t go, perhaps she could leave a little more naturally.” Chu Lui slightly hoarse voice spoke. It was not that he didn’t want to go; it was just that he couldn’t. She probably didn’t wish to see him, and she most likely didn’t need him to send her off as well. Wasn’t that great?

“Cousin, is there any way to stop her from leaving?” Du Jingtang sulked. He was always thinking about this possibility; was there any way? Was there? Was there actually?

He really couldn’t bear to part with the little cutie, and he simply refused to believe that his cousin could bear to part with her. He almost lost his life trying to save the little cutie. Was he really just so willing to let his own daughter leave him like that? To go call another man ‘Daddy’? Become another man’s daughter? Moreover, that woman that he loved the most… was he willing to just let her become another man’s wife?

This wasn’t him; this wasn’t Chu Lui.

“There is,” Chu Lui said. He put down the pen in his hand. Xia Ruoxin was a softhearted woman. He had at least ten ways to stop her from leaving

“Then, why aren’t you using it?” Du Jingtang reached out his hand and forcefully scratched at the wall. He couldn’t help but think: was his cousin’s brain damaged from the fever last time? Was his brain so fried that he didn’t know what he wanted anymore?

“If I use it, how long can I even keep them here for? One day, two days, or a month? Perhaps a year. Is there any point in that? As long as she wants to leave, she will still leave one day.”

Chu Lui stood up and walked in front of his French window. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. The smell of tobacco made him unnaturally cough a few times. If he could, he really didn’t want to smoke anymore.

It made him choke really badly.

“Cousin, sometimes, I really don’t get you.” Du Jingtang leaned against the table, standing. He checked the watch on his wrist once again, evidently unable to settle down.

“Weren’t you the one who advised me to let go? I let it go already, that’s all.” He put out the cigarette in his hand and looked out the window. Eighteen floors… it was extremely high, so high that he could seemingly look down on the entire world. He actually did it in the stock market. As long as he stomped his foot, the entire market would shake; and as long as he raised his hand, he could decide the life and death of another company.

It was just that all these, he was already sick of it. Perhaps because he had gotten old already

“Fine. Just take it as I never said anything.” Du Jingtang awkwardly touched his nose. He seemed to have forgotten what he had said before. He straightened his body and looked at the watch on his wrist again. This time, he was really anxious. If he didn’t go now, there was no way of knowing when he would see the little cutie again. He couldn’t fly daily to England now, could he? That was unrealistic.

“Cousin, you sure you’re not going?” he asked again.

“Yes,” Chu Lui simply replied. He wasn’t going to go. It was best if he didn’t go.

“Then, don’t go. I’ll go myself,” Du Jingtang said apologetically. This really felt like he was being unfair to his cousin. It felt like he was ditching Chu Lui, and it also felt like a betrayal.

“Alright.” Another simple reply. There was no emotion or reaction, seemingly as if he was calm… excessively calm.

“Then, I’m going? I’m really going?” Du Jingtang walked to the door, saying a few more sentences. He never knew that he was such a wordy person. He had practically become an old lady.

This time, Chu Lui didn’t reply until he heard Du Jingtang’s voice fade. Only then did he open his eyes. He glanced outside, and his thin lips were pressed together so firmly that they seemed air-tight.

He hesitated a bit before following Du Jingtang out.

It was just that very quickly, he made a U-turn. He turned around and sat back in his office. The secretary found it weird. She never understood why the CEO dragged his crippled leg with him while walking around the office from time to time. What was he doing? Was he doing rehabilitation? She placed down the pen in her hand and propped her face up in a flower pose.

“The CEO has become so weird. He always had this feeling like he’s broken-hearted. He was already a person who had gotten married twice; was it possible for him to get heartbroken?” She inevitably started mumbling to herself. Although her voice was soft, Chu Lui—who was separated from her by a wall-heard most of it.

Yes, not only had he gotten his heart broken, but he had also lost it.