Chapter 883: Chapter 683: Breaking Off the Engagement (Part 1)
After they felt safe, Fang Youyuan called someone to request a car, with Elvis providing the coordinates.
Seeing the male corpse beginning to discolor, Jimo Cheng’s expression turned grim, "Oh no..."
"Call the teacher, let’s go to the crematorium first." Fang Youyuan looked at the male corpse, his face full of sorrow. Anyone knowing about such things would be distressed.
He handed his phone over, as Jimo Cheng’s phone had already been broken into pieces during the fight with that man.
"Grandpa... yes, something happened. My senior and I need to go to the crematorium. Grandpa, would you please come?... You really have to come, we’ll contact you by phone later." Jimo Cheng hung up the phone, looking miserable, "I wonder what Grandpa will think when he sees Dad..."
"The Jimo Family, it’s probably over." Elvis took a phone from his bag, forcing a smile, "I thought he was so capable, so I had my friend leak information about this base to that organization..."
"It ought to be over." Jimo Cheng smiled bitterly, his face filled with sorrow, "To the point of harming even the descendants, I’d rather never be a Jimo." Even though his current glory was brought by this surname, it was inseparable from his own efforts.
"You guys should leave." Fang Youyuan suddenly said.
Jimo Cheng stared at him, puzzled.
Fang Youyuan smiled bitterly, "Having destroyed this place, the Jimo Family wouldn’t spare you guys. Moreover, if Jin Yuee’s family learns of the Jimo Family’s plans, they’ll probably forcefully dissolve the engagement too."
After being stunned for a long time, Jimo Cheng wore a look of desolation, tugging at the corners of his mouth, but he couldn’t smile, tears glistening in his eyes, "Yeah..."
Not knowing what Jimo Cheng was thinking, Elvis also showed a hint of regret on his face. Although he wouldn’t like to admit it, he had to acknowledge that as a fiancé, Jimo Cheng was extremely outstanding. Willing to spend money on Luo Qianqian and being considerate, plus he was handsome and talented, matching Luo Qianqian’s previous criteria perfectly...
But, this family background...
Though an outsider, Elvis still went to the crematorium.
Attending this funeral as a friend was necessary.
When they arrived, Old Master Jimo was already there.
Seeing Jimo Cheng carrying the person off the car, Old Master Jimo was completely stunned, "How could this be..."
His legs gave out, and he sat down on the ground, full of disbelief, "How can it be? It can’t be, it can’t be..."
"Grandpa..." Jimo Cheng smiled bitterly, "Dad was taken by the family for research, now let’s send him off..."
Old Master Jimo suddenly recalled the looks of the other sons who were hesitant to speak and increasingly unwilling to associate with him, remembering that after it seemed the son had died, there were some things in the family he no longer participated in.
"My son..." Old Master Jimo knelt on the ground, moving inch by inch, crawling slowly toward the person in Jimo Cheng’s embrace.
Jimo Cheng set the male corpse down. Even with the air conditioning in the car, it wasn’t like the low temperature of the crystal coffin, so the male corpse still emitted a smell.
"Grandpa... let Dad’s ridiculous suffering come to an end." Jimo Cheng smiled bitterly, "Then we should leave."
"Leave?" Old Master Kong was startled by his grandson’s words, "Why?"
Jimo Cheng slowly recounted the recent events, making Old Master Kong slump to the ground, the wrinkles on his face deepening even further, "Ha ha... Let’s go, our grandfather and grandson can live well too!"
Directly paying for the cremation, the ashes were put into an urn, and Jimo Cheng also directly swiped a card to buy a plot of land, "Let Dad rest in peace in his homeland." Jimo Cheng said this.
Old Master Kong held a bouquet of white chrysanthemums, looking at the hastily crafted tombstone, nodded, and placed the flowers in front of the tombstone, "Son, Dad will take good care of Jin Nian, you rest in peace, I’ll make sure this kind of thing won’t happen again..."
After the three of them bowed, they left, letting Old Master Kong bid farewell to his son properly.
Jimo Cheng’s father’s tombstone should be at the Jimo Family’s burial site, but now unquestionably he wouldn’t return to that place.
Elvis stared at Jimo Cheng, furrowing his brows at him for a long time before speaking, "Do you really plan to..."
"Yes." Jimo Cheng looked up at the sky, a trace of loneliness flashing in his eyes, "It may be hard for you to believe, but I really fell in love with her at first sight. She wasn’t the most beautiful, but those eyes, unforgettable, obsessed me... They were the most lively eyes I’ve ever seen."
Elvis also looked up at the sky with Jimo Cheng, dazing for a long time, "Then you really plan to..."
"She and I are no longer from the same world, ever since that incident. I thought I was protecting her safely, but it turned out she was the one protecting me." Jimo Cheng was extremely smart; how could he not know that Luo Qianqian was hiding something from him? And since Luo Qianqian made it clear she would protect the Jimo Family, he became even more worried. A man’s intuition is not much worse than a woman’s.
Fang Youyuan sighed, "That’s fine too."
"Let’s go." Old Master Jimo came over, his expression no longer showing sadness, back to normal, "Let’s go see my old buddy."
Elvis and Fang Youyuan found an excuse to leave, ultimately it wasn’t appropriate for them to witness this.
When they arrived at the Luo Family, Old Master Luo was playing chess with himself, playing both sides, and when he saw the two of them, he was very surprised, "What a rare occasion, such honored guests, why are the two of you grandfather and grandson here together? Qianqian isn’t here."
He said this as he looked at Jimo Cheng and smiled.
Baozi, already familiar with Jimo Cheng, came over directly to greet him.
Old Master Jimo quietly sat across from Old Master Luo, "Dad, let’s play a game."
Hearing Old Master Jimo’s tone, Old Master Luo frowned slightly, then nodded.
While Jimo Cheng went next to Yue Tingyu who was making tea, "Grandma Luo, may I have a photo of Qianqian?"
Yue Tingyu was startled, then nodded, "Of course you can, don’t you all already have them?"
Jimo Cheng smiled and said nothing, squatting quietly to play with Baozi, seeing Yue Tingyu go pour tea for Old Master Luo and Old Master Jimo, he sighed slightly, stroking the white fur, "This should be the last time we meet, right? Baozi, take good care of your little mistress from now on."
Baozi froze directly, with a face full of confusion.
Yue Tingyu went to the study to fetch Luo Qianqian’s photo album, which contained pictures of Luo Qianqian from childhood to the present.
"Why suddenly want a photo? Qianqian won’t give you one? Are you having a fight?" Yue Tingyu sat on the sofa, donned her reading glasses, and looked at each photo with a smile.
Jimo Cheng paused for a moment and shook his head.
Just as he was about to explain, he heard a loud bang of a table being overturned, "What?! Jimo Kong!!! You! You! You!!!"
