The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me

Chapter 2315: Chapter 2740: Undisturbed

Then, greatly affected, her condition worsened and she passed away not long after.

And since then, Mother Ye never wore that pair of bracelets again. It’s unclear whether it was out of guilt or fear that Ye Ranran’s mom would come back as a ghost to find her.

So now, what do we do with these things? Ye Tianjing looked at Father Ye with a questioning gaze.

"Pack them up, and when the time comes, bury them with your mom."

These were things his dad left for him, saying they were for his future daughter-in-law and were meant to be passed down.

But he figured he wouldn’t be needing them anymore.

"Oh." Ye Tianjing closed the box.

It was like closing the lid on a past event, with all its grudges and grievances, loves and hates, ultimately buried as the box closed.

After tidying up the items, Ye Tianjing packed them up, preparing to take them to the funeral home to be burned.

"Dad, do you have any plans for the future?" Ye Tianjing asked.

The father and son sat on the balcony, gazing outside with mournful expressions.

"I’ll just keep living like before." He couldn’t follow just because someone else left, right?

The days had to go on.

"Dad, let me take you to a nursing home."

"No need, I’ll keep living here. I like it here." Father Ye shook his head.

"You’re getting older, living alone here isn’t safe. If something happens, there’s no one to notify or care for you," Ye Tianjing continued to persuade.

"Who needs to be taken care of? I can take care of myself. Anyway, I just don’t want to go." Father Ye was very stubborn.

Ye Tianjing didn’t try persuading him anymore. He planned to ask Ye Ranran to persuade him after the funeral.

Early the next morning, Ye Tianjing got up.

He and Father Ye went to the hospital to take Mother Ye out from the morgue, and the hearse from the funeral home was already outside.

After putting Mother Ye onto the car, Ye Tianjing drove behind it.

At the funeral home, there was the makeup, the wreath arrangement.

By the time everything was done, the entire morning had passed.

After the Ye Family fell, there weren’t many relatives left, but some people Father Ye helped came by.

...

Ye Ranran’s biological clock was very punctual, waking her up at eight o’clock.

One had already prepared breakfast.

"You really are virtuous. Why don’t you get yourself a wife?"

Whoever married him and received his wholehearted devotion would surely be happy.

"Madam, eat quickly, it won’t taste good if it gets cold." One wanted to quickly shut her up.

"Alright, you think I’m nagging again, I know." Ye Ranran picked up a sandwich.

After taking a few bites, she thought of something and asked, "Check where the Ye Family plans to bury that woman."

She absolutely couldn’t let her be buried next to her mom, for fear her mom would jump up from the ground in anger.

One naturally understood Ye Ranran’s thoughts.

"Already checked, it’s in the cemetery in the west of the city."

Ye Ranran’s mom was buried in the east of the city.

One in the east, one in the west, just opposite, never intersecting, never disturbed.

"That’s good."

It seems that big brother knows how to handle things well.

After breakfast, Ye Ranran took a walk in the garden.

"Were there many people at the condolence?" she asked, playing with a flower she plucked.

"Not many, but not too few either."

Ye Ranran had put the word out, letting anyone who wanted to go to offer condolences do so.

So naturally, those who were on good terms with Father Ye went.

But those people were former subordinates of Father Ye and couldn’t help him much.