Chapter 143: Epilogue 3

Xu Yunzhuo wanted to say something, but ultimately realized there was truly nothing left to say.

She closed the door and began to freshen up.

The unfamiliar environment did not make her tense; instead, her entire body relaxed.

Perhaps it was because the burden long hidden in her heart had finally been settled.

The original owner’s adoptive father was dead, and the murderer was dead too.

When she returned, the shadow over her should finally vanish.

At this thought, a sudden ache pierced her heart.

She was someone destined to leave, so what would happen to Pei Qiaonian?

When the original owner came back, would he still be able to recognize that she was no longer "Xu Yunzhuo"?

Her brief lightness of spirit instantly turned heavy once more.

Until a knock sounded at the door and Pei Qiaonian’s voice came from outside: "It’s time to go out, Yunzhuo."

Xu Yunzhuo collected her emotions and called out, "Coming."

The two of them arrived at the hospital together, and Pei Qiaonian led her to a hospital room.

There were quite a few people inside.

There was Yan Huai, Yan Feixing, and a kind-looking elderly man with tear-rimmed eyes.

As well as a man lying on the bed with his head bandaged and a pale face.

Upon seeing Xu Yunzhuo, his eyes turned red first.

Elder Yan could not help but begin to appraise Xu Yunzhuo's features.

They looked alike—truly, far too alike.

She looked just like Yunhua.

Yet her eyes and nose took after his own son.

Even if the king of heaven himself came down, this was undoubtedly of their Yan family bloodline.

Even more emotional than Yan Zhi, he rushed forward and grasped Xu Yunzhuo’s hands: "Good child, you’ve suffered out there all these years. Come home, Grandpa will protect you."

"Grandpa?" Xu Yunzhuo was somewhat bewildered.

Yan Feixing let out a "whoop," jumped up, and pulled Xu Yunzhuo into a full embrace: "I have a little sister? This is wonderful, hahaha! A little sister, a cute little sister."

Pei Qiaonian’s face darkened at the side, and he reminded him, "That’s quite enough."

Only then did Yan Feixing seem to notice Pei Qiaonian.

He furrowed his brows, somewhat displeased that his reunion with his sister had been interrupted: "What business is it of yours? Are you here to visit my uncle?"

Pei Qiaonian’s expression was expressionless, though upon closer listening, he sounded somewhat through gritted teeth: "The person you are hugging is my wife, and I am here to visit my father-in-law. Do you think that has anything to do with me?"

Yan Feixing: "..."

Good news: Found a sister.

Bad news: Gained a brother-in-law.

Xu Yunzhuo smiled somewhat awkwardly, tugged at the corner of Pei Qiaonian’s sleeve, and couldn't help glaring at him.

This was someone else’s territory after all; he didn't need to act like he owned the place.

He merely curled his lips, wore a cold expression, and stepped aside.

"What is going on here? If you are my grandfather, then the person on the bed..." Xu Yunzhuo trailed off, left unspoken.

Elder Yan took over the conversation: "He is your father. He secretly did a paternity test with you, and you are indeed his child. The one surnamed Xu can only be considered your adoptive father."

Mentioning adoptive father Xu, a flash of disgust crossed Elder Yan’s eyes: "The Xu family has been investigated for trafficking in illicit goods, illegal transfer of assets, and severe tax evasion. Now they are drowning in debt, and who knows where their family has run off to, leaving behind a hollowed-out shell of a company for their biological daughter to bear the brunt of, while they fled with their son and wife."

Xu Yunzhuo fell silent.

She hadn't paid attention to the Xu family for a while, never expecting matters to have escalated to this point.

Yan Zhi, lying on the hospital bed, reached a hand out toward Xu Yunzhuo: "Come here, Zhuozhuo."

Xu Yunzhuo walked over and, after a moment of hesitation, extended her hand.

Yan Zhi grasped it tightly, his refined face covered in tear tracks: "I failed you, I failed your mother. It was all my fault that you suffered so much. Blame me, I failed to protect you and your older sister. If I had known... if I had known, your sister wouldn't have had to die."

"I'm sorry..." The man’s painful sobs echoed through the hospital room.

If not for these events,

perhaps she and her sister would have grown up in a happy family.

Instead of being separated the moment they were born.

She was abandoned at an orphanage.

Her sister was abducted at the age of five.

She only saw her sister after her own death, using her body and living her life.

Xu Yunzhuo didn't know who to blame, but it seemed this was simply fate.

After going in circles through a vast loop, the truth was brought to light, and her true heritage was revealed.

She gently squeezed Yan Zhi’s hand in return: "It's already in the past. The dead cannot be brought back to life, and I think... she wouldn't blame you either."