Lan Yuxi pulled at the corner of her lips, "The world is too big, and there are all sorts of people. But I've never seen anyone as shameless as him. However, I really admire you for preparing all the materials in such a short time and leaving him speechless."
A flicker of mockery crossed Zhaochao's eyes, "It's because I know him too well. What else does he have besides eyeing that bit of property?"
The butler walked over with mourning clothes, "Young master, the mourners will be here soon. Shall I help you put on the mourning clothes?"
Zhaochao knitted his brows slightly, but seeing his mother and sister already dressed, he said nothing and let the butler put the clothes on him.
Lan Yuxi knew her son felt wronged, but as his mother had said, even if it was for Nan Xiao, no matter how stifled they felt, they had to get through these few days.
Tang Wan gave Lan Yuxi a look after Zhaochao finished dressing.
Lan Yuxi stood up and took her son and daughter's hands, "Let's go, we'll go keep vigil."
Tang Wan instructed, "If the children get tired, and there aren't any important guests, you can let them come back to rest."
"Alright," Lan Yuxi replied and then led the two children out.
Nan Zhenting returned at midnight, accompanied by Camino and Lan Mushang. They weren't there for An Luan Shu, of course, but out of respect for Nan Xiao's status.
Not long after Nan Zhenting and the others arrived, Captain Xiao's call came in.
"Boss, Su Ya is dead."
Nan Xiao raised an eyebrow slightly, "Suicide?"
Captain Xiao's lips twitched, "Sort of. Her artificial heart ran out of power, and she didn't report it, so she just fell asleep."
A glint of ruthlessness flashed in Nan Xiao's eyes, "Letting her just fall asleep is too easy for her."
"You say it's too easy for her because you haven't seen her wounds. New and old cover her entire body, all self-inflicted. In fact, living would have been more painful than dying. Her heart surgery was done twice, and the scars are like a centipede."
Nan Xiao was disgusted by Captain Xiao's description and quickly changed the subject, "Did her accomplice confess?"
"They've all confessed."
"Then close the case, and inform Su Chi and his wife of her death."
"Okay."
Nan Xiao hung up the phone, stood up, and walked to the balcony. He reached into his pocket and realized he had quit smoking for a long time.
"If you're really feeling bad, you can have a smoke," Lan Yuxi's voice came from behind him.
"I won't," Nan Xiao turned and pulled her into his arms, "It's so late, why aren't you sleeping?"
"I can't sleep," Lan Yuxi burrowed into his embrace, "Are you feeling terrible? Forgetting all her bad points and only remembering her good ones?"
"..."
"I can understand you. I was like that back then. When I knew Yun Ma and Jinsong's father had sacrificed themselves, I felt like the sky had fallen, otherwise I wouldn't have jumped into the lake."
Nan Xiao said in a low voice, "I'm not as heartbroken as you were then, because my heart has already been wounded by her to the point of being riddled with holes. With An Ziling's personality, if she hadn't said those words before she died, he wouldn't have suddenly come demanding the inheritance. I really don't understand, is the An family that important to her?"
"You're only seeing it now. The old man knew her intentions long ago, otherwise he wouldn't have added that clause."
Nan Xiao sighed, "Su Ya is dead, just as you predicted, she didn't live past twenty-four hours."
"She came back this time with the mindset of certain death. Because living would be more painful than dying... Husband, I suspect Hong Feng is not dead."
Nan Xiao held her tighter, "I think so too, because that batch of explosives isn't something ordinary people can get. However, you don't need to worry. Even if he's not dead, he's seriously injured, and he must be alone now, otherwise, he wouldn't have sent a woman who's about to die to avenge him."
"From now on, we'll be outwardly relaxed but inwardly vigilant."
"Mmm."
Nan Xiao glanced at the time, "Let's go to sleep."
"What about you?" Lan Yuxi wriggled out of his embrace and asked, lifting her small head.
Nan Xiao leaned down and kissed her lips, "Sleep together."
That night, Nan Xiao thought he would be sleepless again, but he fell asleep less than ten minutes after lying down.
When Lan Yuxi saw that he was sleeping soundly, she got up, washed the medicinal powder off her hands, and quietly went downstairs.
In the living room downstairs, Nan Zhenting and Elder Duan were playing chess. Hearing footsteps, they both looked up.
Lan Yuxi was also surprised to see them, "Why are you two still awake so late?"
"Your father couldn't sleep, so I'm keeping him company. What are you doing down here? Did Nan Xiao fall asleep?"
"Nan Xiao just fell asleep. I came down to get some water," Lan Yuxi sat down on the sofa opposite the elders, "Dad, what's wrong? You're already so old, you won't be able to handle not sleeping for two consecutive days."
Nan Zhenting put down his chess piece and sighed, "She's gone, I should be the happiest person, but for some reason, I'm not happy at all right now. Instead, I feel quite sympathetic towards her. Look at how she lived her life, being used by her maternal family, disdained by her husband, and resented by her descendants. What's the point of living like that?"
"You suddenly can't hate her anymore and feel like you've wronged my grandmother, right? My grandmother isn't a petty person, what are you afraid of? If you can't get over this hurdle in your heart, I can tell you something. The reason you have this thought isn't because you can't let go of her, but because you are too kind. Most kind people remember the good and forget the bad of their enemies after they pass away."
Lan Yuxi looked at her palm, "Knowing you couldn't sleep, I didn't wash my hands. I have to go get your medicine."
Nan Zhenting glanced at her, "Is this how you got Nan Xiao to sleep?"
"What else can I do? He's even more conflicted and upset than you. I can't let him stay awake for seventy-two hours straight," Lan Yuxi sighed, "Wait a moment, I'll get you some medicine. You should get some sleep too. Once tomorrow passes and she's buried, things will be better."
Nan Zhenting looked up, "Where does Nan Xiao plan to bury her?"
"She can't be buried in the An family or Nan family cemeteries. Nan Xiao finally bought her a plot of land in the northern suburbs, quite close to Xia Ma. They were mistress and servant for so many years, so being buried in the same cemetery after death is considered an explanation for her."
"This is good. It not only provides an explanation for her but also helps Xiao'er feel a little better," Elder Duan sighed, "Girl, you are amazing! You've endured so much hardship, yet you gave her so much respect after her death."
"I did all this for Nan Xiao. Otherwise, with my temper..." Lan Yuxi shook her head with a bitter smile, "Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. I'll go get some medicine for my father."