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Chi Feng's gaze lingered on the two of them for a long time, as if he were trying to see into the depths of their hearts through their outward appearances. Finally, he slowly shifted his gaze away, his deep-set eyes seemingly harboring endless thoughts.
"Let’s talk at home; this place isn’t convenient," Chi Feng said, his expression somber. "You stay with the lady; she can stay here as long as she wants."
He then stood up and coldly addressed the few attendants behind him, his tone leaving no room for argument. The attendants quickly nodded in agreement.
"Sir," Ji Yuyan tried to say something, but Chi Feng waved her off, cutting her off.
How could Chi Feng not know that Ji Yuyan was feigning illness? He chose to let her be; there were more important matters that required his attention, and he had no time to waste here.
Ji Yuyan shot a reproachful glare at Chi Mu Jiu, but Chi Mu Jiu remained unfazed. She knew well that although her father had feelings for Ji Yuyan, when it came to interests, he could easily cast aside his own daughter as a pawn. What more could be said about Ji Yuyan, who was merely his later wife?
Thinking of this, Chi Mu Jiu couldn't help but recall her mother, who had passed away due to illness. A chill ran through her heart.
Her mother had never been in good health, yet she was a career woman with great ambition. After marrying her father, she unhesitatingly gave up her own career to fully support him. The achievements and reputation of the Chi family today were all thanks to her mother’s silent support behind the scenes.
She had devoted her youth, effort, and wisdom but left this world alone at the end of her life. Chi Mu Jiu still remembered how weak her mother looked during her illness, her eyes filled with affection and reluctance for her family.
Yet during that time, her father remained preoccupied with his career and struggles for power, showing little concern for her mother's condition.
Chi Mu Jiu was filled with longing for her mother and dissatisfaction toward her father. She wondered how much longer she could endure in this family entangled in interests.
Sensing something was off with Chi Mu Jiu's emotions, Du Heng gently took her hand. The warmth of his touch pulled Chi Mu Jiu back from her thoughts.
Chi Feng observed this interaction with displeasure but chose not to intervene.
He swept past the two and exited the hospital room first.
Chih Feng's black car moved ahead like a steady shadow, while Du Hengyan's vehicle followed at a leisurely pace behind. The scenery outside the car rushed by in a blur, yet it failed to capture the slightest attention of those inside.
Inside the car, Chi Mu Jiu felt a bit dazed, her thoughts drifting like willow catkins carried away by the wind. If her mother were still alive, would she support her current choices? This question spiraled endlessly in her mind, the uncertainty tightening her heart.
She would. As long as you are happy, those who care about you will naturally support you unconditionally.
Chi Mu Jiu turned her head in surprise to look at Du Hengyan, who had spoken those words. How could he guess her thoughts so accurately?
Du Hengyan seemed to sense her confusion:
It's written all over your face; it’s hard not to notice.
Chi Mu Jiu fell silent, her eyes slightly reddening—a sign of her effort to suppress her emotions. Seeing her like this, Du Hengyan felt a pang of compassion and spoke again to comfort her:
Whatever decision you make, I will trust you unconditionally.
She nodded, the redness in her eyes not spilling into tears.
The car slowly came to a stop outside the gate of the Chi family home. Chi Mu Jiu gazed at the familiar courtyard; she was back home.
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