The Rest of My Life

Chapter 1 - Mourning

I rushed back to the Hua Lin from the imperial capital to mourn for my mother.

The plane landed at the airport, but I didn't get a car, and when I took a cab to the funeral home alone, I met a young girl holding my father's arm and standing in the doorway, greeting the guests with the air of a hostess.

I will never forget this woman even in death.

Her name is Gong Shan, she was my best classmate in high school.

When she saw me, her hand slipped from my father's arm and she looked embarrassed.

My father saw me, patted the back of her hand soothingly, then led her over and stopped in front of me.

He said lightly, "You're back. Go and burn some incense for your mother first."

Gong Shan, on the other hand, had a face full of guilt and caution as she called out to me, "Recite …"

I gave her a blank look, ignored her, and walked past her.

My mother's ashes were placed in a small, delicate box.

The table was covered with fragrant papyrus paper and there were wreaths of couplets hanging everywhere.

She had committed suicide by jumping off a building. It was said that she had disfigured herself completely, so she decided to cremate her body.

I looked at my mother's sweet youthful smile on the photo and kowtowed three times, tears streaming down my face.

Gong Shan and my father came over. She squatted at my feet, reached out her hand to wipe my tears, and gently said, "Don't cry, otherwise, aunty will be unhappy in heaven."

I instinctively avoided her hand.

Perhaps it was because of this action that provoked my father, who shouted in a low voice, "Su Nianjun, when are you going to be sensible? Don't completely lose face for your mother!"

Kneeling in front of my mother's ashes box, I stare up at him coldly. "You never felt ashamed to be with your daughter's high school classmate during your marriage. Why should I feel ashamed?"

My father's face turned red and he slapped me.

He exerted all his strength, and I fell to the ground, my face burning with pain.

Seeing that he still wanted to mysteriously kick me, Gong Shan immediately stood up and pulled him back. She gently advised: "Don't be angry, so many people are watching us. You go and entertain the guests first, and let me try to persuade you to read. "

The two of them held hands, looking extremely intimate.

And my mother is not yet dead.

In the end, he did not make a move.

After he left, Gong Shan once again squatted at my feet, and spoke with a low voice. "Su Nianjun, you must hate me, right?"

I looked at her coldly.

She lightly laughed, "I also hate you. I wish that you could die."

My hands slowly clenched into fists.

She slowly said, "Four years ago, I had been hoping for your mother to die. Now that she has finally died, you don't know how happy I was …"

I clenched my teeth and said, "Aren't you afraid of retribution?!"

When I was in my first year of high school, I was at the same table as her. She entered the school in the countryside below, and instead of the self-abasement and shrinking that country children had when they entered the city, she was gentle and generous. She was beautiful, had good grades, and everyone liked her, including me.

She and I became good friends, and I often took her home on weekends.

She became the other daughter of our family. My mother would buy everything I had, whether it was clothes or food, even the school fees, and my mother would pay them. After all, that amount of money was nothing to my family.

She really does know how to coax her elders. My mother has lamented countless times that she is a caring little cotton-padded jacket.

Who would have thought that in the summer of her senior year of high school, she would climb into my father's bed.

She was in love with my father's money, but when she was found out, she pretended to be extremely wronged and weak. Kneeling in front of my mother and me, she confessed with tears in her eyes.

In the four years that I was admitted to Beijing University, my mother was crying every day while she and my father were pairing.

My heart felt like it was being scratched by an invisible hand and was bleeding.

However, Gong Shan's smile grew wider. Her smile was like a poppy tainted with poison, insolent and vicious: "I advise you to be more respectful to me, if not your father would definitely not be able to avoid you. He loves me now, because …" She put her hand on my stomach and put it to my ear, chuckling. "I'm pregnant with his baby."

My eyes widened in surprise.

So, my mom jumped off the building because she knew she was pregnant and that she couldn't wait to go back to my dad?

Gong Shan smirked, and said with a voice full of undisguised excitement: "I'll go check it out, the baby is a boy, don't mention how happy your father is, he said that in the future, all the properties will be inherited by his son."

I looked at her coldly.

She looked at me contemptuously. "It's a pity you don't watch gossip, or you would have thought of that day."

"A few years ago, I saw the true news of a rich man in Hong Kong. He supported Little San in his position when he was old, giving 60% of the shares to Little San. His original son only took 20%. He said that Little San was the most gentle and treated him the best. But think about it, he was forty years older than Xiao San, so why would Xiao San be nice to him? "Isn't it all just for the money..."

"Look, this is a man."

"I followed that Xiao San's method and followed your father's lead. Your father truly doted on me to the very core of his being."

She laughed so arrogantly, so viciously, like a poisoned poppy.

The tips of my fingers almost dug into my palms. I wanted to tell her to knock her head against my mother's portrait.

But I can't do it.

She is smart enough and her methods are sinister enough. If we were to start a fight, I might not be able to get the upper hand.

I lowered my eyelids and said, "Today is my mother's funeral, so I won't bother with you. Don't provoke me. "There's still a lot of time to come, let's wait and see."

Gong Shan said with a smile that was not a smile: "It's a pity that I don't want to let you go. Say, if I faked falling down and telling your father that it was you who pushed me, because you hate me for having a child, do you think your father would chase you out?"

The smile on her face was wicked and twisted.

I was secretly on guard.

This woman really only had this kind of despicable method.

For the past four years, this was how she'd managed to make my dad hate my mom, and she'd held on to my dad's heart.

She rose slowly, as if to carry out her plan.

Just then, someone walked over.

When Gong Shan saw this person, not only did she stop her movements, even her expression immediately changed.

I looked over my shoulder, too, and the man holding a bouquet of stars dotted with red beans walked slowly over to my mother's portrait and laid it across the table.

Compared to the wreaths with the couplets, this bouquet was very special.

But what shocked me even more was that the red bean and the sky full of stars were my mother's favorite flowers.

I looked at the man in silence.

Of course I know this man.

Zhou Xun was a powerful figure in the business world of Hua Lin.

Two years ago, he came to Hua Lin and purchased a few listed companies. The entire business circle of Hua Lin was shocked, and his father was also fearful of him.

At that time, I was just about to go to God's Capital University, so my father took the opportunity to get involved with Zhou Xun.

The current Zhou Xun looked as though he did not want anyone to enter.

However, even though his face was solemn, he was still the most eye-catching existence.

He was tall and straight, with handsome features. He was only 28 years old, but he already had everything under his control.

It was said that he was the youngest son of the Zhou family in the imperial city. It was unknown if he came to the Hua Lin for some other reason or just to earn money.

Gong Shan stood at the side, looking at him, thinking of something, her face flushed red.

I couldn't help but sneer.

He ate while looking at the pot in his bowl. This woman had never been satisfied with anything before.

She just did not know if Zhou Xun would be seduced by her.

Gong Shan was a rare beauty …

While I was thinking, Zhou Xun suddenly turned his head, and the ridicule on my face could not be hidden, and was seen by him.