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Hearing Gong Yan's words, and seeing the dark fire in Gong Yan's eyes.

Jiang Mian then realized the true meaning of her death.

"Gong Yan..." Jiang Mian called her softly, "Don't be angry."

"Angry? I'm not angry." Gong Yan's voice had gradually calmed down.

Jiang Mian could even detect a hint of gentleness in her voice.

However, the content of the words was completely different.

"I just simply want to see when Lu Bozhou will die."

Gong Yan's words made Jiang Mian shudder involuntarily.

The elevator doors opened right in front of me.

Gong Yan glanced at it, then pressed the button to close it, and pressed the law firm floor button again.

I took her upstairs.

"Don't worry about what I just said. Whatever I say or do has nothing to do with you now."

Gong Yan raised her hand and gently patted Jiang Mian's shoulder. "That's all because of old grudges between me and Lu Bozhou."

"If you can start over and have a different life, then live it to the fullest."

Jiang Mian couldn't quite describe how she felt; it was a feeling of warmth yet also heaviness.

The elevator doors opened quickly.

Gong Yan brought Jiang Mian into the law firm.

“Jiang Yu is here too,” Gong Yan said.

"Yes, I just heard that." As soon as Jiang Mian finished speaking, she saw the back of the person sitting at the table and chairs outside Gong Yan's office.

He was lean and tall, and the lines and contours of his back muscles could be seen through his shirt.

However, it seems that way at this moment.

That back view seemed a little stiff.

"Are you going to start eating right away?" Gong Yan asked calmly, walking up to carry the food into her office.

Jiang Yu remained silent.

He simply stood up stiffly.

Jiang Mian also went up to help Gong Yan carry the lunchbox inside.

Jiang Mian was packing up the lunchboxes when she casually glanced at Jiang Yu.

With just one glance, Jiang Mian stopped what she was doing and froze.

“President Jiang, you…” Jiang Mian stammered.

She noticed that Jiang Yu's eyes were a little red.

Upon hearing Jiang Mian's words, Gong Yan also turned to look at Jiang Yu.

"...Xiao Yu, what's wrong?"

Jiang Yu didn't say anything, but silently and quickly packed up the lunchbox and carried it inside.

Jiang Mian looked at Gong Yan with some concern.

Gong Yan patted her shoulder reassuringly and led her into the office.

I also conveniently bolted the not-so-sturdy office door shut.

"Let's eat something here, I've been starving all morning."

Gong Yan went up and sat down on the sofa, taking out her chopsticks.

Jiang Yu remained silent, sitting quietly to the side.

Because of his unusual condition, Jiang Mian was not too at ease.

Gong Yan tasted a few bites of the dishes made by Jiang Mian, her eyebrows raised and her eyes full of joy.

"Your cooking tastes like..."

As Gong Yan finished speaking, she suddenly realized something and her voice stopped abruptly.

Jiang Mian's expression also changed slightly; she pursed her lips tightly and remained silent.

Jiang Yu, who had been silent until now, finally spoke up.

"Yes, Jiang Mian." His gaze was deep as he stared intently at Jiang Mian. "Why does your cooking taste so much like my sister's?"

Jiang Mian's lips trembled slightly. "Maybe it was just a coincidence."

"Really?" Jiang Yu looked at her. "That's quite a coincidence."

Jiang Mian felt extremely uncomfortable in the current situation. "Well then, I'll be leaving now."

Gong Yan clicked her tongue and pointed at Jiang Yu, "You go."

Jiang Yu was neither angry nor refused after hearing this; he simply looked at them with a deep gaze.

Looking at Gong Yan's unusual attitude towards Jiang Mian, and also looking at Jiang Mian.

A moment later, Jiang Yu stood up. "Alright, I'm leaving now."

He straightened his collar and looked at Jiang Mian with a deep gaze. "Well then, see you next time."

Jiang Mian hadn't been able to relax after Jiang Yu left.

"What should I do..." Jiang Mian murmured.

Gong Yan didn't seem that nervous. She slowly ate the lovingly prepared meal that Jiang Mian had brought her.

He said calmly, "You really don't intend to tell them the truth?"

"what?"

“Jiang Yu, Qin Yanhuai, your parents…” Gong Yan asked her, “You don’t plan to tell them? They’ve been grieving over your death, and they may never get over it.”

Gong Yan asked her, "You've even been honest with me. Isn't it a bit too cruel to be so honest with your own family?"

The death of a loved one is not a torrential rain, but a long, damp period in one's life.

Jiang Mian remained silent.

But Gong Yan didn't mean to blame her.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, because of your marriage to Lu Bozhou, I already felt that your parents didn't treat you well. Otherwise, they wouldn't have used your marriage to profit from the family business."

Gong Yan paused, "But Jiang Yu..."

Gong Yan sighed softly.

She still remembers the moment she finally returned and arrived in Los Angeles.

Jiang Yu held her and cried his heart out.

It's as if I've cried all the tears I can in this lifetime.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Mian whispered something.

“It’s not that I’m cruel. I’m just afraid that if I tell them, something even crueler might happen in the future.”

Upon hearing Jiang Mian's words, Gong Yan's expression changed slightly, and her voice became a little tense, "What...what do you mean by that?"

Jiang Mian took a deep breath and let out a long sigh.

"This is not me, this life is not my life, this is not my body. I don't know if I was borrowed or stolen."

"I don't know how long I can borrow or steal. I dare not have too much contact with this world under my own identity, Jiang Mian."

"What if one day my good luck runs out? Yan Yan, what if one day I have to pay it back? What if I tell them the truth, and then what? What will I do then?"

"Wouldn't that be even crueler to them? If they didn't know about this, they would have only lost once, and so much time has passed."

"We can't let them lose it again, can we? And I'll be honest with you... I've already wronged you so much."

As Jiang Mian spoke, her voice grew deeper and deeper.

Gong Yan listened to her words, sighed softly, and without saying anything, leaned over and hugged Jiang Mian.

Jiang Mian buried her face in Gong Yan's neck and whispered, "Yan Yan, I'm a little scared."

"It's alright, it's alright." Gong Yan gently patted her back.

Jiang Mian then realized that she still had something to ask.

She hesitated for a moment before telling Gong Yan about meeting with her parents.

Gong Yan nodded, "Because of Xiao Shitou, your parents have indeed had occasional contact with Lu Bozhou over the years. But they are not as self-destructive as Jiang Yu."

"Jiang Yuming knew that he would feel angry and upset every time he saw Lu Bozhou, but he still went to Lu Bozhou every time."

After hearing Gong Yan's words, Jiang Mian pondered for a moment, then said, "My parents were a bit emotional at the time, and I don't know if they were saying things without thinking or what, but they said..."