One can guard against others, but not against the wily.
When a person loses the will to live, even gods cannot save them.
Tang Xiaomin knew that this time, Zhang Meiyu had truly reached her limit.
Someone as proud as she was absolutely unable to accept all of this.
"Mom... how are you?"
Zhang Meiyu on the hospital bed had a pale complexion, looking extremely weak. Even her breathing was abnormally faint.
"Xiaomin... take me... home..."
"I want... to go home..."
This was Zhang Meiyu's own request.
The last time she was close to death, she had also said she wanted to go home.
It was the same this time.
Hearing this, all four siblings' eyes welled up with tears.
"Okay, we'll go home."
This time, there was no way to save her anymore.
No one could refuse her request to go home.
The villa in the central garden was as warm as ever.
Wang Na returned with the child.
Zhang Meiyu was taken off the ambulance and carried back to her bed in her room.
Wang Na immediately brought the child to Zhang Meiyu's side.
"Baby, Grandma is back. Look, Grandma."
A glance is a look that will never be seen again.
Zhang Meiyu hugged the child and dotingly stroked its face.
"Baby, be good and grow up healthy, okay?"
The newborn, not even a month old, understood nothing.
It just opened its little eyes and blinked at the adult holding it.
Gradually, Zhang Meiyu no longer had the strength to even hold the child.
"Go... go get... the photo album, and show it to me."
Tang Xiaomin turned and quickly returned to her room to get the album, fearing it would be too late for Zhang Meiyu to see it.
"Mom, the photo album is here."
Wang Na took the child away. Tang Xiaomin placed the album in Zhang Meiyu's arms and helped her open it.
The first page was her wedding photo with Tang Zhongcheng.
From this moment, they had built this family.
Flipping further, she came to a family photo. Unfortunately, Tang Xiaomin was not in it; only the four brothers and Zhang Meiyu were present.
Zhang Meiyu's gaze lingered on the photo. Her trembling hand caressed each person in the picture, finally stopping on Tang Zhongcheng's photo.
Tang Yu, fearing that Zhang Meiyu might misunderstand something, explained to her.
"Mom, since you already know, there's no need to keep it from you any longer."
"My father actually loved you very much. When he knew you were sick, he secretly went to the hospital to get a match with you."
"Perhaps it was destiny, but his heart matched yours successfully."
"On the day of Xiaomin's engagement, you were critically ill. It was my father who insisted on sending you to the hospital. He disagreed with sending you home."
"To save you, he deliberately caused a car accident to donate his heart to you. It was a natural process."
"He sacrificed his life to keep you alive."
By the end, Tang Yu was sobbing uncontrollably.
"Mom, you must live well..."
...
So that's how it was.
She wondered why Tang Xiaomin would kill Tang Zhongcheng to save her.
"Xiaomin... be careful... of Yang Yang..."
"Remember... if you don't cut the weeds at the root... there will be endless trouble..."
Tang Xiaomin held Zhang Meiyu's hand and nodded continuously.
"I understand. I will handle it."
...
"Tang Ye... you are now... steady in your actions... Mom can rest assured..."
...
"Tang Yan... you must... listen to your elder brothers more..."
...
The intermittent sobs from the room rendered the farewell incredibly mournful.
Zhang Meiyu's gaze finally settled on Tang Zhongcheng in the family photo.
At this moment, her resentment towards Tang Zhongcheng was gone.
She smiled slightly, letting go of past grievances.
"Tang Zhongcheng..."
"I... don't want... your heart..."
"I'm coming... to find you..."
"To return... the heart..."
"..."
...
Her breath gradually faded. She closed her eyes, her hand still in the pose of caressing the photo, and her heartbeat ceased.
Zhang Meiyu died. The heart of Tang Zhongcheng within her also stopped beating.
She departed peacefully, accompanied by her family and the final surprise gifted to her by Tang Zhongcheng.
The room was filled with a cold breeze. As her soul detached from her body and drifted into the air, it signified that all of Zhang Meiyu's earthly ties had been severed.
Where Tang Ye and the others could not see, Zhang Meiyu finally embraced Tang Xiaomin and wiped the tears from her eyes.
"Don't cry. This is the best release for me."
"Mom is gone. You must be happy."
...
Zhang Meiyu cast a final, loving glance at the children in the room and turned to leave, to where she belonged.
Three days later, a grand funeral was held for Zhang Meiyu at the Immortal Mansion Group.
Almost everyone from the upper-class circles attended.
Tang Xiaomin, dressed in mourning attire, knelt before Zhang Meiyu's spirit tablet.
Loss, gain, and then loss again.
Everything seemed preordained, as if she truly was Zhang Meiyu's jinx.
The deed wasn't hers, yet she couldn't shirk the responsibility.
"Minmin, drink some water. You haven't rested for three days." Yan Jue handed Tang Xiaomin a cup of water.
He couldn't bear to see her not eating or drinking, but Tang Xiaomin was stubbornly refusing, not even listening to him this time.
"Is it possible that the fortune teller was right? Tang Xu died because of me, my father died, and now my mother has died too. I really am a harbinger of doom."
"Minmin, don't think such nonsense. You are not."
"Is it possible that what the fortune teller predicted was for this life, not the past life."
In this life, she wasn't human, but wasn't she a harbinger of doom then?
"Your mother-in-law wouldn't want to see you like this, not eating or drinking. Living well is the greatest comfort to the deceased."
"Minmin, you need to rest."
Tang Xiaomin didn't speak but continued to kneel before the spirit tablet.
Until her exhaustion reached its limit and her body uncontrollably collapsed.
Yan Jue promptly carried her away to rest.
Zhang Meiyu was buried next to Tang Xu's grave.
This was because she had once said that a family should be together.
...
Zhang Meiyu's passing left Tang Xiaomin with no inclination to do anything. She took a month's leave.
She didn't go home but stayed in Yan Jue's lounge.
"Haven't found her yet?"
"Miss Tang, after leaving the Full Moon Banquet that day, Yang Yang disappeared without a trace. All methods have been used, but no information can be found." Lu Xing reported.
"I feel like we've been counter-investigated."
In the entire Modu, Tang Xiaomin could only think of two targets capable of such counter-investigation.
First, President Pan.
Second, the Ye family. Su Dan Novel Network
President Pan is a businessman, driven by profit. He has no interest in the Yang family now.
That leaves the Ye family.
Although she didn't understand why the Ye family would help the Yang family.
But at this point, Tang Xiaomin couldn't care less.
"Call Mrs. Ye."
"Yes."
After Lu Xing dialed Mrs. Ye's number, he handed the phone to Tang Xiaomin.
Tang Xiaomin spoke a few brief words.
"You have one hour to deliver Yang Yang and her parents to the Immortal Mansion Group. If I don't see them within an hour, I will blow up the Ye family tonight."