dhibooks Chapter 1057 - You Didnt Ask for My Permission Before Leaving
Chapter 1057 - You Didnt Ask for My Permission Before Leaving
Chapter 1057: You Didn’t Ask for My Permission Before Leaving
Tang Mo’er and Tang Chenyi stood in the living room dressed in black. There was a crystal casket placed in front of them.
When both of them heard the commotion, they turned to look at the same time and they saw Lu Jinwen, who had rushed back.
Lu Jinwen was wearing a black cashmere sweater and tailored trousers. Although he was already in his fifties, he had aged to be even more handsome and refined.
As the years passed, his presence was almost non-existent, but at the same time, it was so strong that the moment he appeared, there would be an oppressive tension in the air.
Lu Jinwen’s deep almond-shaped eyes gradually swept his children’s faces and landed on the crystal casket.
He strode forward and stopped in front of the casket, in which fresh flowers and roses were scattered. Lin Xuanji was lying in the casket with her hair scattered about prettily, and she looked resplendent in her red gown.
She did not look her age at all. She was breathtakingly beautiful.
Lu Jinwen looked down at her and his thin lips curved gradually. “Darling, why are you sleeping here? It’s cold here, I’ll carry you to the room.”
His deep voice was laced with tenderness, as if he was comforting a child in her sleep.
He stretched his hand out to carry her.
“Dad!” Tang Mo’er forcefully tugged on Lu Jinwen’s sleeves and sobbed uncontrollably. “Mom isn’t... sleeping. Mom has... left. Mom... has left us...”
Lu Jinwen glanced sideways at Tang Mo’er and retracted his sleeve composedly. His voice was very calm and there was a threatening note of warning. “Mo’er, don’t spout such nonsense again. Your Mom has just undergone a heart transplant surgery and the surgery was very successful.”
“Dad, there was no heart transplant surgery. It was all... fake. It was merely a staged show. All of us... knew about it, except you...”
It was only a staged show...
All of us knew about it, except you...
Emotions swirled within Lu Jinwen’s deep eyes as he clenched his fists tightly and his veins throbbed violently.
Gradually, his eyes turned bloodshot and his gaze slowly shifted to Lin Xuanji. He stretched his hand out and placed it under her nose...
There was no breath at all.
She was not breathing.
—- Lin Xuanji, she had left!
At first, one person had told him that, then many other people had told him that, and now the whole world was telling him, “Lu Jinwen, she has gone!”
Days passed and no one knew of the demise of Madam Xuanji. The emperor who ruled the corporate world, Lu Jinwen, had also disappeared from everyone’s lives.
Nobody could ever enter the premises of the Lu Residence again, and that included Tang Mo’er and Tang Chenyi. The only exception was Little Gu Yelin.
Today, Little Gu Yelin snuck into the villa. After he opened the study room door, he saw Lu Jinwen. Lu Jinwen was wearing a black shirt and sitting on the office chair, smoking as though his life depended on it with his brows tightly knitted.
Four months had passed and his face was still as handsome and chiseled as ever. However, he exuded a murderous rage now which made one quiver in fear in his presence.
Butler Ye stood by the side. “Sir, ever since that night when Monk Xuanyi secretly snuck away, we have not been able to find him.”
Lu Jinwen quietly took a puff on his cigarette. “Get someone to seal up the temple and lock everyone in the temple up. If he does not show his face, I will turn this highly regarded temple into a burial ground!”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Grandpa.” At this moment, Little Gu Yelin pushed open the door and entered.
Upon seeing Little Munchkin, Lu Jinwen stubbed his cigarette in the ashtray and stroked Little Munchkin’s head. “Why are you here?”
“Grandpa, I miss Grandma so much. Could you let me see her?”
Lu Jinwen replied, “Alright.”
...
In the basement.
Little Gu Yelin was wearing a windbreaker but he still felt cold the moment he entered. The temperature in the basement was minus ten degrees and there were gusts of cold air. There was an icy-cold bed and Lin Xuanji was lying on it.
It had been four months since her demise but she still looked as ravishingly beautiful as ever.
There was nothing that this Emperor could not do. To think he could even preserve Xuanji’s body so perfectly.
“Grandma.” Little Gu Yelin’s eyes were brimming with tears.
Lu Jinwen stood by the bed and gradually hunched his body. His hand raked her silky hair and he kissed her forehead.
“Niuniu, don’t cry. She did not die. She is still alive.”
Little Gu Yelin watched as Grandpa kissed Grandma’s forehead tenderly and gently, just like how he used to in the past.
During these four months, there seemed to be nothing different about Grandpa. He did not even shed a single tear. But Niuniu knew that Grandpa had already turned into a half-possessed state.
He was stubborn to the point of being insane.
That day, Monk Xuanyi had left behind a note before he escaped. There was a line of writing on the note – How can you have a good ending if you are so consumed by rage?