Before he died, my grandfather forced me to marry the richest man in the capital.

The black tombstone was wiped clean with a damp cloth, and under the warm light, it reflected a glimmer of light, the warm color slowly covering it.

My heart felt suddenly at ease and relieved.

She sat down on the ground, looking at Aunt Wu beside her and her grandfather's tombstone, and smiled slightly, "Grandpa, I've watched the videos you left behind, and I've also looked at the documents."

The tone wasn't that sad; it sounded like a narration, like telling them a story.

"I would rather you left nothing behind and took all of this with you, but you left behind the information. It took me two days to process this information. It was too shocking for me. I have finished processing what you said, old man. I... don't blame you anymore. I've thought about it. You found out the truth after my mother and grandparents passed away, so their passing has no direct connection to you. If there is any connection, it's that you were covering it up."

"Tang Xin has received the punishment he deserves, Chen Lan has paid for his mistakes, Tang Junyan's academic performance is quite good now, and his mind has not been distorted by Chen Lan."

"Old man, I'm getting married next month. You'll be happy for me, right? Godmother, please take care of him for me. He's lived such a tiring life, spending every day in guilt. I hope he can be carefree on the other side."

After rambling on for a long time, Tang Junyao finally told her grandfather that she really didn't blame him anymore. She was very happy now, with the love of her uncles, the love of Ji Hancheng, the love of the Ji family, and the love of her godmother, Aunt Zhang. Everyone loved her wholeheartedly. She was showered with love and affection. What was there for her to be coy about or complain about? She didn't know what the future held, but she wanted to live happily every day and spend it with a smile.

When Ji Hancheng saw her walking over, he put his arm around her shoulder and said, "Okay, are you tired? Do you want me to carry you?"

"Fine, it's your fault anyway."

He accepted the blame, smiled, and squatted down. She leaned on his back, a peaceful scene unfolding before her. Her arms were around his neck. He stood up effortlessly and walked forward step by step. "Yaoyao, I'll walk with you on your future path. There will only be happiness, no tears."

"Okay." There was no mist, only emotion. She rested her chin on his shoulder and quietly counted the steps down.

There are 108 steps in total. I really hope they can grow old together and reach that number, and then be buried together in the same grave.

Once inside the car, Ji Hancheng tentatively asked, "Would you like to meet Mom's first love?"

In the grandfather's video, Tang Xin misunderstood that his mother was cheating because his mother went to a hotel with a boy. As for what they went there for, no one knew. However, according to the paternity test, his mother did not do anything wrong to Tang Xin.

Therefore, she and that man are innocent.

Seeing her stunned, Ji Hancheng said, "That man is Tihou's chef, the one who cooks similarly to you. Do you want to meet him?"

Since I don't want to live in a daze, then I must meet, "meet".

The car left the cemetery and went to Tihou. An hour later, the car stopped in Tihou. During this time, Han Yue was called and asked to have his people bring the chef to the conference room in Tihou.

Inside the meeting room sat a man dressed in a white chef's uniform and hat, his arms crossed on a leather sofa. He didn't know why his boss wanted to see him, but he didn't seem uneasy.

After Ji Hancheng led Yao Yao through the door, the chef finally understood what was going on. He wasn't afraid or hesitant; instead, he smiled, as if he had been prepared. "Here we go after all."

After hearing this, Tang Junyao carefully examined the chef. Judging from his appearance, she could guess that he was better looking than Tang Xin when he was young. It wouldn't be surprising if her mother liked him, but why they didn't end up together was what she wanted to ask today.

The two sat down side by side opposite the chef. Tang Junyao found it strange that she couldn't see a trace of life on the chef's face, the kind of life that a person should have. She didn't know how to describe it, but it was as if the person's will to live was very weak. She wondered if she was seeing things.

The chef kept scrutinizing Tang Junyao's features, his lips pressed tightly together, before finally speaking, "You look a lot like your mother, you could say you were made from the same mold, from your eyes and mouth to your gaze, they're all the same."

The chef immediately admitted that she knew their mother, seemingly already guessing their purpose for coming. So she didn't beat around the bush, asking, "May I ask about my mother and you from back then?"

The chef glanced out the window, seemingly looking at something, and slowly began to speak, "I met your mother 33 years ago. At that time, your mother was 18 and I was 19. Your mother gave birth to you when she was 26. If she were still alive now, she would be 51 years old and would definitely be very beautiful. I am one year older than your mother."

"I came from Blue City. My meeting with your mother was not a coincidence. I found her and created this chance encounter. I learned by chance that Xiao Rui wanted to learn cooking. I think it was your grandfather's birthday. She is very filial and wanted to make a cake for them herself. She asked her friends at the restaurant where it would be a good place to learn. In the end, they decided on a location, and I went with them. Coincidentally, I know this skill."

"Naturally, I became Xiao Rui's teacher. During that time, she worked very hard and came to study every day after school, lying that she was playing with her classmates. Since Xiao Rui doesn't lie, your grandfather and the others wouldn't suspect anything. After a week of teaching, I taught her and got to know her. In a week, we became good friends and exchanged contact information."

"She made a beautiful low-sugar cake for your grandfather's birthday. She was very happy and sent me a message to share her joy. After that, she discovered that she had a talent for cooking and wanted to learn how to cook. In order to make a living, I got a job at a hotel. After get off work at our hotel, I took her to the kitchen to teach her. She taught her for several years. Unsurprisingly, I fell in love with Xiao Rui. I loved her very much. She was too outstanding and too good. I could love her, but I was not good enough for her and we could not be together. Now I regret that I would rather accept her love with guilt."

Tang Junyao was surprised, "So you and my mother are in love, then why............"

Yes, Jiang Rui asked him if he liked her and if he wanted to be together. He still remembers her shyness from that time vividly.

Ji Hancheng cut to the chase, "Your family is involved in her disappearance, isn't that right?"

The chef scoffed, "No wonder you're Master Ji from the capital. You could guess my guilt the moment I mentioned it. Yes, my mother was a nanny for the Lan family in their early years. Back then, the Lan family wasn't the richest family in Lan City. My mother was a nanny they hired specifically to take care of the children. The secretary of the Lan family patriarch fell in love with him and bribed my mother. The Lan family patriarch adored Xiao Rui; he was a doting father. He missed his daughter terribly if he didn't see her for a day. One day, she was taken to the company. It was on that day that my mother and the secretary conspired to steal the child and hand her over to the secretary's younger brother."

"My mother threatened that secretary before she died, and that's how she found out that Jiang Rui was in the capital."