Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Yan Qingsi initially had a heavy heart but Yue Tingfeng’s words were so amusing that she nearly found herself in stitched. The gloominess in her heart dissipated significantly.
With him around, everything seemed to be less unbearable.
Yue Tingfeng hugged her and said, “See, your daughter is actually still a kind girl. She’s still a good person. Of course, in my heart, she’s the best no matter what kind of person she is. She can be nice or she can be evil, but I like every side of her. I think you feel the same way in your heart too. Your daughter is the best daughter.
“Yan Songnan died and he should’ve died. He’s not fit to be alive and he’s not fit to be pitied by anyone. Mom, Yan Qingsi’s problems are my problems. With me around, I won’t let her carry all the weight that she shouldn’t bear herself. You can leave her to me without worrying.”
The more she listened, the weirder she felt. How could Yue Tingfeng call out ‘Mom’ so naturally?
Yue Tingfeng turned to Yan Qingsi and said seriously, “Yan Songnan’s dead. It’s normal that you’d feel sad because you’re actually a very soft person. You always paint a bad image of yourself, but even after all those years and suffering, your ruthlessness has never truly taken over you. Being like this is good, very good.”
No matter how bad of a person Yan Songnan was, he and Yan Qingsi were still related by blood—as father and daughter. That was something that could never be changed.
Surrounded by the pitter-patter of rain and the sea of graves, Yan Qingsi’s heart inexplicably calmed down.
No matter how hard her life was in the past, no one was ever beside her to comfort her. She was always alone. When she was injured, no one cared if she lived or died. She had gotten used to being overlooked and to use what little strength that she had to overcome the entire world.
Yue Tingfeng got involved with her regardless of anything that happened. From rejection to begrudging, and finally to their present status. The feeling, it seemed, was not half bad at all.
With someone beside her, she did not need to look up to know that he would be there to protect her. After some thought, she realized it was a very warming thing.
Just like this exact moment. By having him holding her hand, she could feel his warmth tunneling into her body as the rain landed on her face and coldness pierced through her bones.
Yan Qingsi moved her lips and said, “Maybe, I’m not sad because he’s my father, but because he’s dead and I can’t avenge my mother anymore…”
Yue Tingfeng smiled and touched her nose. “Silly girl. You shouldn’t feel embarrassed because of that. You didn’t disappoint anyone. Sadness is normal and blood ties are something that can’t be changed…”
He stretched his hand and embraced her. “I think it’s good that he’s dead. That’ll free you, at least.”
“But my mom…”
Yue Tingfeng cut her off, “Tsk… I’ve already called her Mom. Let me deal with my mother-in-law’s issues, you don’t need to worry about it…”
Yue Tingfeng’s attitude—that his mother-in-law’s problems were his problems and he would deal with it so Yan Qingsi did not have to worry—made Yan Qingsi feel like she was an outsider. She did not know whether to cry or to laugh. “Why are you like this?”
Yue Tingfeng cocked a brow. “What did I do?”
“Mother-in-law? Who agreed to it? Who said you call her that so casually?”
Yue Tingfeng’s expression soured and he said, “What’s wrong? Are you still going to go back on your word? My mother-in-law has already agreed. Do you think it makes a difference even if you raise any objections?”