The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 871: Jiujiu Fell Asleep Again (1)

Jiang Yisheng put down his chopsticks, his gaze lowered softly, "Mom, I know what you want to say."

"Asheng, I’m not trying to pressure you, but seeing you like this all the time, it hurts me," Veya looked at his dim eyes, feeling a pang of reluctance.

She knew why he was working so hard, simply to numb himself with work.

"Asheng, some people are meant to be but not meant to stay. Since it can’t be forced, just let it go."

As the words fell, the surrounding temperature dropped to freezing.

Jiang Yisheng gripped his fist weakly, veins popping on the back of his hand.

Calming his complicated emotions, he looked up, meeting her worried gaze, "Mom, I’m sorry to make you worry for me, but..."

He paused, his voice involuntarily turning hoarse, "Our Jiang Family commits to one person for a lifetime, you know this better than I do, don’t you?"

Fate without a connection or unable to be forced, if it’s not that person, he wouldn’t settle.

Even if he has to grow old alone, as that person said, what’s the harm in spending a lifetime?

Not contacting doesn’t mean he can let it go, contacting only fears losing control and recklessly seeking that person.

Veya’s heart trembled, as if a bucket of cold water was poured over her, her palms turning cold.

She moved her lips, her voice trembling, "...Asheng."

Jiang Yisheng looked at her shocked gaze and slowly stood up.

Walking around the table, he walked up to her, his straight back slowly bending.

"Sorry, Mom, for making you worried all this time, rest assured, what I promised Dad, I will achieve." Bowing, he spoke hoarsely.

"But even if I grow old alone, I won’t settle with my feelings."

Veya swayed, her face turning pale from shock, her eyes involuntarily reddening.

She stood up, staggeringly walking toward him, raising her hand to support him.

Looking at his thin face, she spoke with a choked voice, "Asheng, is it worth it, really? Three years, a full three years, can’t you try to let go, why are you so stubborn?"

The family law previously almost took half his life, plus three years, still can’t make him let go?

What mother in the world would be willing to let her child grow old alone, his words undoubtedly stabbed her heart with a knife.

Jiang Yisheng lowered his head to look at her, seeing the spark of water in her eyes, he couldn’t bear to look away.

He uttered two words, "It is."

Veya’s tears, held back with effort, burst forth, "You silly child, what can I say about you?"

Stubbornness to the extreme, just like his father.

Jiang Yisheng barely lifted the corners of his mouth, taking a tissue to wipe away the tear stains on her face.

He smiled, his eyes carrying a bit of warmth, "Silly? I don’t think so."

"For a relationship without a future, you’re putting your whole life into it. What if that person marries in the future, what do you plan to do then? Your current stubbornness will only cause you to sink deeper," Veya said with some helplessness.

Jiang Yisheng was silent for a while, a low chuckle escaping his lips, his tone determined, "I won’t."

Veya was stunned, only to see him raise his hand to pull out a necklace hidden under his collar, its silver pendant more dazzling than any emerald diamond.

"As long as I have this, it’s enough."

This sentiment of spending a lifetime was first said by that person.

From Ye Jiuliang, she learned a little about the necklace’s significance. Meeting his determined eyes, Veya’s expression froze.

At this moment, she suddenly understood, no matter what she said, no matter how she persuaded him, his mind was already made up.

Without saying more, she turned and walked out, her steps unsteady, as if she might collapse any moment.

Jiang Yisheng didn’t stop her, watching her back, slowly gripping the necklace tightly.

Back in the bedroom, Veya’s dazed appearance startled Jiang Hai.

He put down the newspaper, walked up quickly to support her, gently asking, "Veya, what’s wrong?"

Veya’s legs went weak, grabbing his hand, using his strength to avoid falling.

She looked up at him, her voice tinged with tears, "Ahai."

"What happened, why are you crying?" Seeing his wife cry, Jiang Hai became anxious.

Veya sniffled, her wavering thoughts finally firmed, "Ahai, let him be."

A sudden statement left Jiang Yisheng confused, a bit bewildered.

"Let him be what?"

"Whatever Asheng wants, let him be," Veya leaned into his chest, crying softly, "Let him be."

She still couldn’t win over him. Three years, she never saw his past bright smile on his face, his smile seemed veiled behind a mask, how could she not see his feigned strength?

Jiang Hai showed surprise, the crying in his arms unsettling his mind.

Why did she suddenly have such thoughts, did something happen to Asheng?

He gently patted her back, softly inquiring, "Veya, did something happen?"

"He told me, Jiang Family members commit to one person for a lifetime, even if they grow old alone, he won’t settle." Veya’s repressed emotions burst, wetting his clothes with tears.

"For these three years, he’s only been striving to fulfill his promise to you, he’s never let go in his heart, if he spends a lifetime like this, how can I bear it?"

Jiang Hai’s gaze turned dark and unclear, his mood plummeting.

...

Beijing.

Late night, the bedroom lights were still on.

"Once upon a time there was a little fox, it was very cunning..."

Wen Ruan’s voice gradually weakened, the storybook slipping from her hands, Ye Jiuliang drowsily fell asleep.

The little guy in her arms was still wide-eyed, not the least bit sleepy.

"Jiujiu?" Xiaobai rolled up, looking at the already sleeping Ye Jiuliang, tugging her hand.

Having gotten up too early today and not napping in the afternoon, Ye Jiuliang had long been exhausted, the bedtime story unfinished before she fell asleep herself.

Xiaobai propped his cheeks with both hands, looking at his mommy’s sleeping face, pouting slightly, his expression somewhat resentful.

At this moment, the door opened, attracting Xiaobai’s attention.

His little head quickly turned towards the figure at the door, smiling sweetly.

"Daddy."

He climbed to the edge of the bed, reaching out his hand, fearing he might fall, Li Mochan quickened his pace over.

With a long arm, he easily scooped the little guy into his arms, "Why aren’t you asleep yet?"

"Jiujiu fell asleep again." Xiaobai leaned into Li Mochan’s arms, pointing at the sleeping person on the bed.

Li Mochan lowered his gaze, his eyes scanning the storybook tossed aside, his lips curling into a doting smile.

It seemed reading bedtime stories wasn’t suitable for their little wolf cub, each time she was the one who fell asleep first while reading.

He bounced the little guy in his arms a little, "Then how about Daddy reads a storybook to Xiaobai?"

"Mm." Xiaobai nodded his head emphatically.