ace. It seemed like none of this had anything to do with him. Wu Shuang asked Zhu Que and Fang Jiaqi, it seemed like nothing was a big deal. They just said they were uncomfortable and overexerted them...Ye Tianyu stood before Mama Wen, his face impassive. Mama Wen's eyes flashed with anger, her hands clenched tightly. She had met Ye Tianyu a few times, during the family dinners before Warmth and Ye Feimo's wedding, and once again at the wedding ceremony itself. She had always thought of this child as warm, polite, and very gentlemanly, but she never expected him to do something so outrageous.

He loved Wenjing, there was no mistake about that. She died, and the responsibility lay with him, but it wasn't entirely his fault. However, he shouldn't have disregarded their elderly parents, causing them pain and preventing Wenjing from finding peace in death. That was completely wrong.

The boy standing before her now was no longer the big boy she had first met. Two years ago, Ye Tianyu still carried a hint of youthful innocence, his demeanor gentle and warm. She remembered him laughing softly at their wedding, playfully teasing Wen Jing on that sunny day.

He has truly changed for the better.

There was not a single smile on his face, even when facing Cheng Anyu. He seemed devoid of any smiles, completely tense like someone standing precariously on a cliff edge, ready to collapse with the slightest provocation.

Mom Wen believes he truly loves Wen Jing.

If there's no love, there wouldn't be such a parched gaze, like a riverbed that hasn't seen water flow for millennia, utterly hopeless and devoid of color.

"I want to see Wenjing." Mom said.

Ye Tianyu's voice was like that of someone who hadn't spoken in a year, hoarse and unpleasant. "Yes," he said.

“Give me back my Wen Jing. I want to take her home.” Mom Wen said, forcing herself to hold back the urge to hit him. This child had already received the greatest punishment; she didn't need to lay a hand on him anymore. He had been punished by fate, imprisoned in sorrow and despair for life.

"No!" Ye Tianyu slightly raised his head, looking straight at Mama Wen. Without giving a reason or saying anything else, his single "no" blocked all of Mama Wen's escape routes. Mama Wen angrily stood up.

“What right do you have to say no Wenjing is my daughter, she’s my biological daughter that I raised for eighteen years. I gave her life, I nurtured her into adulthood. She’s my treasure, and now she’s dead. All I want is to bring her home and give her a proper burial. I just want her soul to return home. What right do you have to say no” Mom Wen trembled with anger, tears welling up in her eyes.

"No!" Ye Tianyu said, staring straight into Mama Wen's eyes. He said no, it just meant no, otherwise he would have let Wen Jing go home long ago. He couldn't let Wen Jing leave him, even as a corpse, it wouldn't do.

Without Wen Jing by his side, he couldn't breathe.

"Ye Tianyu, don't go too far!" Mama Wen said angrily, shouting, "Xiaojing is dead, she's dead, do you know that"

Is he really a pervert

Is he crazy

Even a corpse must be possessed.

It is a tragedy for a mother to have to admit her child's death, but such grief pales in comparison to the determination in Ye Tianyu's eyes. He didn't want to discuss this impossible situation with Wen's mother. Instead, he asked, "Where is her diary"

Mom Wen clutched her chest, so angry she could barely breathe.

Ye Tianyu, what qualifications do you have to be so brazen here demanding things from her, not even uttering a word of apology

Cheng Anya watched anxiously and couldn't help but say, "Tian Yu, don't be rude."

His manners, his upbringing, seemed to have been forgotten, as if they had vanished without a trace.

Mom said, “If you don’t give me Wenjing back, I won’t give you the diary.”

Ye Tianyu's eyes were sharp and merciless, "I have many ways to get the diary from your hands. This condition is non-negotiable. I only allow you to look at her once, nothing else is possible."

Mom Wen was chilled by such a fierce gaze. How could a child have such a piercing look, like lasers that could pierce through one's chest and turn them into a corpse It was so cold that she dared not meet his eyes.

Mom Wen was, after all, not a person from the underworld. A commoner like her couldn't compare to someone like Ye Tianyu, a pure king of the underworld, in terms of aura. Cheng Anya sighed secretly, "Tianyu, ah Tianyu, are you really going to offend everyone thoroughly"

"The diary! Give it to me!" Ye Tianyu said coldly, his eyes filled with ruthlessness. "Otherwise, you won't even have a chance to see her."

Wen Mom was so angry that she felt lightheaded and almost fell. Cheng Anya quickly rushed over to support her, and said sharply, “Tianyu, you're being outrageous!”

Ye Tianyu frowned slightly and lowered his eyes.

Cheng Anyan soothed Mama Wen's emotions. Mama Wen was so angry that she couldn't say a word. Ye Tianyu asked again, "What about the diary"

His purpose in coming here was very clear: to journal, a tranquil journal.

If it weren't for this diary, he wouldn't come at all.

As for letting Mama Wen see Wen Jing, he never even dared to think about it. He was afraid that if Mama Wen saw Wen Jing, she would forcefully take her away, lose control of her emotions, and his family wouldn't be able to control her. He was afraid that his father would really try to forcibly seize Wen Jing's body.

He didn't dare to think about Wen Jia's parents, he was just afraid they would take Wen Jing away. He knew he didn't deserve to have Wen Jing, and Wen Jing didn't want to stay by his side, but he wanted Wen Jing to stay.

He needs.

He needs calmness.

People always know how to cherish something only after they lose it.

If it were just a missed opportunity, they might still have a chance to reunite. But with death separating them, it's impossible in this lifetime. At the very least, she would stay by his side until her last days. Just staying with him, for as long as she could.

To be buried with him after his death.

"Ye Tianyu, I hope you have a daughter in the future. I hope you'll understand my feelings today," said Mama Wen.

To understand the despair of a daughter dying, even being unable to see her one last time.

Cheng Anya was heartbroken, gritting her teeth as she stared at Ye Tianyu. Ye Tianyu lowered his eyebrows slightly, "I won't have a daughter. My wife is dead, and I will never have another wife or daughter."

"You still have a long life ahead of you, don't be so sure," Mom Wen said. "Ajing won't stay with you forever. In a few years, you'll gradually forget about her, and when you meet better girls, how could you possibly still remember my daughter Since that's the case, why not let her come back to us She wouldn't hinder your happiness anymore."

Ye Tianyu said, "Then you wait and see."

Wen Ma fell silent, ultimately choosing a compromise. "You take me to see Wen Jing, and I'll give you the diary."me details I need to figure out. You guys go ahead, I'll be there in a while.""Are you okay""It's fine!" Mo Yao clearly didn't want to waste time. She hung up the phone and looked coldly at the man, "...