411 Severing the Former Fate
This exam lasted for three days. It was slightly more than half the time of the previous exams, but the pressure was several times greater.
The examination gathered the top students from the various states of the Great Zhou Dynasty. If they took the top students from them, the pressure could be imagined.
This time, Su Sanlang and Madam Zhao personally sent them into the exam hall.
“Let’s go home too. Xiaoling and Xiaolu stay at home. Your father and I will go to Jinghong Restaurant to talk to Mr. He about the collaboration.”
Madam Zhao held Su Xiaolu’s and Su Xiaolu’s hands and said gently.
Su Xiaoling and Su Xiaolu nodded.
After accompanying his two daughters home, Su Sanlang and Madam Zhao went out again.
Su Sanlang held Madam Zhao’s hand. When they were far away, Su Sanlang said, “Darling, have you thought it through?”
Madam Zhao smiled gently at Su Sanlang. She nodded and said, “Sanlang, I’ve thought it through. Let the past be the past. Our family has our own life. Let’s treat this trip as a complete resolution.”
They hid it from their children and did not go to Jinghong Restaurant, but to the Yan Residence.
Madam Zhao did not want to be Yan Mian again. She only wanted to be Madam Zhao.
She couldn’t remember what Qi Xinyue did to Yan Mian, but she couldn’t forgive her on Yan Mian’s behalf. Qi Xinyue committed suicide out of guilt and that was enough. She hoped that this matter would end just like that and there would be no more entanglements.
The Yan family had the Yan family’s life to live, and so did they. The two sides didn’t have to have any more interactions and just lived their own lives.
Su Sanlang nodded. He smiled and held Madam Zhao’s hand tightly.
When the two of them arrived at the Yan Residence, the manservant came to ask, “Who are you looking for?”
Madam Zhao said gently, “I want to see your master. Please help me inform him that my surname is Zhao.”
The manservant saw that Madam Zhao was gentle and polite. Although her clothes were a little plain, her expression was not inferior at all. The manservant did not dare to be negligent and hurriedly entered the residence to report.
In the Yan Manor, Yan Qingyun’s face was cold. Below him were Yan Zhiyuan and Yan Zhenzhen. They had come to ask for Qi Xinyue’s burial as soon as possible.
As usual, Yan Qingyun refused to relent. He said that unless the Su family agreed, Qi Xinyue could not be buried.
Yan Zhiyuan clenched his fists.
Yan Zhenzhen wiped her tears and said indignantly, “Didn’t Father say before that he wanted to save my mother some dignity? Why can’t you keep your word? Now, not only did you not let my mother rest in peace, but you even agreed to the Su family’s humiliating request?”
The Su family was determined not to see him. It was obvious that they wanted to make things difficult for him.
How could she watch her mother’s corpse be whipped and burned to ashes? No one could do that.
“Father, Mother has already paid the price for what she has done. When a person dies, the debt will be paid.”
Yan Zhiyuan said angrily.
Yan Qingyun frowned. He looked at Yan Zhiyuan and Yan Zhenzhen and said coldly, “It’s only been a few days. Why are you in such a hurry? There’s no news from the Qi family yet. Will it be fine if you bury her now? If the matter isn’t resolved, I’m afraid she’ll be dug out even if she’s buried.”
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Historical Fiction#Story not mine for offline purposes only "That's a jinx and must be rid of. It's that or you and your family get out of here." Su Xiaolu was transmigrated into this world as a newborn, and the instant she opened her eyes, she was deemed a burden an...
