TVMCC Chapter 40
by VolareThinking this, Yun Yi walked over and gave a light hug.
It was a fleeting touch, but it was Yun Yi’s first hug with Zhang Ma since he had become sensible.
Zhang Ma looked at Yun Yi’s face, as if looking through his eyes at another person.
“Well… if Miss were here, she would also want you to leave this place.”
Yun Yi smiled, as docile and beautiful as before, “Goodbye, Zhang Ma.”
After speaking, he waved to the family doctor, “Goodbye, Dr. Yan.”
Yun Yi had lived here for nineteen years, taking away very little, but taking away a large sum of money, ensuring that he would live freely for the next few days.
Yun Yi thought that as long as he left, those two die-hard fans of the original owner should also leave, right?
All the servants had been dismissed, leaving only the two of them.
As long as he said a few sarcastic words to drive them away, Zhang Ma and the doctor would look at him as if he were their own child throwing a tantrum.
They couldn’t be driven away.
After thinking it over, this was the only way.
Before leaving, Yun Yi went to see Grandpa Yun.
The paralyzed old man was always sitting in a wheelchair being pushed around.
When Grandpa Yun saw Yun Yi, he called out “Xiao Yi” somewhat indistinctly.
He truly doted on the original owner. His wrinkled hand grasped Yun Yi’s wrist, and the old man sighed, “You’ve lost weight.”
Yun Yi was most lovable when he pretended to be a good boy. He smiled, revealing his white teeth, and said innocently, “It’s too hot, I don’t want to eat.”
The old man’s eyes were full of affection, genuinely fond of this frail little grandson who had been weak since childhood, “Is it that the chef’s cooking doesn’t suit your taste?”
Yun Yi shook his head, “It suits my taste.”
So, Grandpa Yun didn’t know that Yun Chongshan had already moved out of the Yun family.
Had he completely let go of the Yun Corporation?
Then wouldn’t that mean…
A smile tugged at Yun Yi’s lips, so fast.
He had only been here for less than half a year, and the progress was already halfway done. Would his time soon be up?
But the next moment, a stack of papers was delivered by the assistant to Grandpa Yun, without any regard for Yun Yi, “Chairman Yun, this is the project that the Yun Corporation is preparing to bid on. President Yun said to bring it to you to take a look.”
Yun Yi’s face immediately fell.
Having a loving father was truly remarkable. A man nearly fifty years old still had to ask his father about everything.
Yun Chongshan was shameless.
Yun Yi lost the desire to stay any longer, glanced at the time, and got up to leave.
Looking at Grandpa Yun’s wrinkled hands, Yun Yi stopped before going out.
He turned back and said casually, “The sun will be very good in the next few days. Grandpa, if you like, you can go out for a walk.”
Grandpa Yun raised his head and nodded with gratification, “Xiao Yi has grown up, knowing to check the weather forecast before going out.”
Yun Yi was speechless.
People with paralysis should walk more. If they keep sitting or lying down, it will be difficult to stand up again in the future.
But Grandpa Yun didn’t understand the meaning behind his words, and Yun Yi didn’t want to explain it clearly.
Everyone has their own story to follow.
He couldn’t even figure out his own story, let alone interfere with others.
After Yun Yi left, the assistant took the bidding documents that Grandpa Yun had marked with a red cross, “Chairman Yun, the young master seems to know something…”
Grandpa Yun retracted his gaze from the doorway, his hand clenched his atrophied legs, “He has been clever since he was a child, it’s not surprising that he knows something. It’s just that this child’s obsession is too deep.”
“Then why didn’t you tell the young master that your legs can’t stand up anymore?”
“Facts that can’t be changed, knowing it will only make him sadder.” Grandpa Yun sighed, “Xiao Yi is already unhappy, he’s been smiling ever since he came here, but what child always smiles when facing their elders?”
*
Yun Yi was rushing to the airport in the last few minutes.
Jiang Qiu’s last advice worked. He didn’t forget to bring motion sickness patches. Even though he had been speeding all the way, his face wasn’t too pale.
The plane arrived in the Third District an hour later. Yun Yi didn’t tell the Yi family in advance. It wasn’t until the servants at the Yi family’s door saw Yun Yi that they exclaimed in surprise, startling the Yi family’s old lady.
Yun Yi held onto his schoolbag strap, talking to the servants at the door. The Yi family’s old lady was wearing frameless glasses and hurriedly walked out when she saw Yun Yi.
“Xiao Yi, why did you suddenly come? Come over and let Grandma take a look.”
As Yun Yi walked forward, his nose tingled when he saw the Yi family’s old lady, and his eyes instantly turned red.
She looked exactly like his relatives in his previous life.
His grandparents doted on him very much, but his mother had married far away.
He had lost his mother at a young age, and no one accompanied him to his grandma’s house. He could only see these two old people a few times a year.
Losing their only daughter had turned their hair white overnight, and most of the Yi family’s assets were transferred to Yun Yi, who was only a few years old at the time.
His reality seemed just like the book…
The Yi family’s old lady wiped away Yun Yi’s tears with pity, her kind face full of heartache, “Xiao Yi, be good. Did you suffer any grievances at the Yun family? Don’t cry, tell Grandma, and let your little uncle help you beat him…”
Yun Yi chuckled, “Grandma, I’m already nineteen years old.”
He was an adult, he could handle his own affairs.
However, his smiling eyes were shedding tears, his eyelashes were damp and stuck together in clumps, and his smile looked even more heartbreaking than crying.
“With Grandma here, Xiao Yi is still a child even at thirty-nine years old.”
At lunchtime, a screech of brakes came from outside the Yi family’s door, followed by hurried footsteps, which became regular and gentle as they approached the door.
The Yi family’s old lady looked at Yun Yi and smiled helplessly, “Your little uncle is here. I just told him you came. A person so busy that he doesn’t have time to rest rushed back in less than half an hour.”
As soon as she finished speaking, a tall and slender man walked in, his white shirt sleeves folded up a few times, a silver watch on his wrist, and his eyes behind silver-rimmed glasses slightly curved, refined and abstinent.
When he saw Yun Yi, the corner of his lips involuntarily hooked up.
“Xiao Yi.” Yi Lin walked towards the dining table, his voice even and measured. He pulled out a chair next to Yun Yi, “Long time no see.”
Yun Yi narrowed his eyes, he had a little impression of the man in front of him.
He was the only one who avenged the original owner after his death.
But the ending wasn’t good. That Jiang Qiu was like a mad dog, biting anyone he could get his teeth into, tormenting the original owner and then the people around him.
The man in front of him, named Yi Lin, would break his legs seven years later and become crippled. Finally, dragging his crippled legs, he would jump from the top floor, ending a life that should have been powerful in the Third District.
It was actually quite unnecessary.
Yi Lin was adopted by the Yi family’s old lady and had no blood relationship with them. All he had was the title of “little uncle,” which he rarely used.
Yun Yi bit the straw of his milk cup and called out, “Little Uncle, long time no see.”