The Billionaire's Hidden Affection

"When is Old Zhang’s big birthday?"

"Two weeks from now."

She was taken aback.

Just one day apart from her own graduation ceremony.

Really, how could it be such a coincidence? Even if Wan Donglin took a private jet, he might not make it in time.

She felt an unusual disappointment deep inside, but said nothing, just forced a smile: "Just make sure that burly man doesn’t let that Lady Chuchu cling to him at the birthday banquet."

"You can rest assured a thousand times."

"By the way, burly man, where are you now?"

He looked at the direction of Huang Xiaojue’s home, but calmly replied: "I’m getting ready for a meeting."

She wanted to ask about Huang Xiaojue, but for some reason, she couldn’t bring herself to speak—.

Wan Donglin didn’t give her the opportunity to ask further because, although Huang’s mother’s death was an open secret within the circle, it hadn’t spread to outsiders, and the relevant parties intentionally kept it confidential. Yan Xixi was abroad, so naturally, she wouldn’t know, and in the short term, he didn’t want her to know either, as it would only add to her worries.

After hanging up the phone, the car had already stopped at the entrance of Huang Family’s community.

Wan Donglin tidied his black clothes before walking in.

The mourning hall was very low-key, and there were no friends or family.

The usual flattering relatives had long distanced themselves because of Zhou Ting’s escape and the overwhelming news reports. It’s easy to adorn oneself with finery, but hard to give a helping hand in adversity; no one wanted to risk getting involved and end up with nothing but trouble.

Only the aunt stood nearby, crying, after all, they were sisters.

"Big sister... big sister... it’s my fault... Yang Wei, that damned boy... rest assured, he is in prison too... but he had no choice, he was threatened, it was Zhou Ting, that bitch, who threatened him..."

He wasn’t just threatened, he also received many benefits from Zhou Ting.

The aunt, no matter how close, wasn’t his mother. When it came to interests, she immediately sold out her relative.

"Big sister, if you have any spirit in heaven, please forgive Yang Wei... after all, he’s my only son..."

"Get out!"

This was the first time Huang’s father spoke today.

The aunt, seeing things were not going well, wiped her tears and reluctantly left.

Standing nearby were Xu Xiaoya and Zhou Xiaoxuan, the only two friends or family members who came to mourn. Both wore black clothes and stood silently for a long time without disturbing the host.

The photo chosen for Huang’s mother was extremely beautiful. She loved beauty all her life, never worried, was cherished by her husband and son, and financially comfortable, with no worries about food or drink, well-maintained, so she looked at least twenty years younger than her actual age.

However, happiness came quickly and went quickly.

Xu Xiaoya gazed at the portrait of this beautiful elderly woman, deeply moved. Truly, she once hated Huang’s mother intensely, but for some reason, she couldn’t feel any hatred now.

She just felt sorry for her.

Zhou Xiaoxuan, on the other hand, was crying as though grieving for her biological mother-in-law.

Huang’s father said hoarsely, "It’s rare for you both to be so considerate, thank you."

The two were polite and dared not say any words of comfort, just watched Huang Xiaojue, who stood there the entire time, never changing his posture, nor greeting anyone, as if he was completely frozen in place.

Overwhelmed with grief, yet no one dared to speak or offer words of consolation.

The two took their leave and, at the door, saw Wan Donglin.

Both were surprised, but when passing by, they didn’t greet him. Wan Donglin just gave a slight nod. The two politely nodded back.

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