After she said this, she did not continue. Her lips pursed together and she paused. Then, she leaned towards him, and as if to prove her intention with her actions, she gave him a light kiss on his cold, thin lips.
Initially, she wanted to move away right after kissing. However, as if he knew how she was like, just as she was about to move away, his arms that lay idly accurately caught her slender waist, and he used a hand to hold her back, pulling her towards his chest...
His familiar and vague fragrance rushed in as she was hugged in his tight embrace. She could even hear his heartbeat clearly.
"You and he are over while we've just... we've just begun... The fact that he can keep you thinking about him for so many years, to be honest, it really doesn't make me feel good sometimes... Mmm..."
She did not let him continue, planting a cold kiss that immediately stopped all of his words.
He gladly accepted it since she rarely took the initiative. Someone like him would not reject such things!
They wanted to stop after that little tease, yet the more they went in, the faster the fiery passion escalated. He struggled for a final strand of rationality before he remembered his condition, and said with a lot of effort in a raspy voice, "Don't... Jennie... I'll infect you..."
The restraint he had been proud of was slowly weakening as he withstood the temptation. Previously, when he had not felt how amazing she was, he could still force himself to hold back, but now...
Once she teased him, he would not be able to stand it. He even started to feel frustrated.
Lisa, who would have thought that you who had cleanse your heart and limit your desires would have such a day too!?
Was it her overwhelming charm or his weakened skill?
...
The next day, Jennie woke up in a bout of dizziness. Unfortunately, she had caught a cold too.
Lisa applied sick leave for her while Sis Wang came over early in the morning to prepare breakfast for the two of them. The husband and wife were indeed the kinds that shared trials and tribulations together. After a simple breakfast and taking some medication, they rested for a bit before gradually feeling much better.
In the afternoon, Ryujin followed Lisa's orders and delivered the documents, but he did not see Lisa and Jennie. There was only Sis Wang and the two maids cleaning up in the villa, so he asked while feeling puzzled, "Where's Master and the Missus?"
The busy Sis Wang thought for a while, then answered, "Master and Missus went out after breakfast."
Went out?
They are sick, have they rested enough?
Ryujin frowned. After a short hesitation, he was about to say something. Then, he suddenly heard the howling of the strong, cold breeze brushing past. Next came the maid's cries.
"It's raining. Quickly close the windows!"
"It's the rainy season during Qingming... I'm afraid the weather's going to be like this for the next few days!"
When he heard this, Ryujin was suddenly stunned. His expression suddenly changed and his eyes darkened.
It was the fourth of May, which was Qing Ming, the day to offer sacrifices to the dead...
On the path that was sandwiched by weeping willows towards Qingshan cemetery, a black Cayenne drove past underneath the trees before steadily stopping by a florist by the roadside.
The car door opened very quickly as Lisa got down from the car first, followed closely by Jennie.
Lisa looked at the flower bouquets before him, then said calmly, "Boss, can I have two bouquets of calla lilies?"
The boss nodded and promptly wrapped up two bouquets of beautiful white lilies. In the middle of the bouquets were even several little purple flowers as decoration.
"Let's go."
He gave her one of the bouquets and they walked towards the staircase that led up the hills. The hazy rain very quickly hid the sight of him.
Jennie turned over to silently gaze at his back that had already walked ahead. Her heart sank a little when she saw bleakness and loneliness in his silhouette. Her eyes darkened while the hand that held the umbrella tightened. With a light huff, she breathed in lightly and followed him.
These few days, people celebrated Qingming. It was a time to offer sacrifices to the dead and sweep their ancestors' tombs, remembering those who had passed away.
When they walked through the hill of tombstones, they noticed that in front of many tombstones were bouquets of fresh flowers. People must have come to pay respects earlier.
The sky was gloomy as the misty rain engulfed the entire cemetery in glum darkness.
They walked past a long staircase, and then through a small path before the two of them finally reached two tombstones.
Up front, he stopped first. Since she was not walking that quickly, she stopped in that instant too. She took a step forward and raised the black umbrella in her hand a little higher his head. Then, she followed his line of sight towards the tombstones,
The picture on the tombstone was a very young girl oozing with charisma, and she was very beautiful, yet she looked quite familiar. Jennie kept feeling like she had seen this girl before...
She looked down and saw the girl's name — Manoban Zixi!
Looking at her age...
"Is she's your aunt?" Jennie turned to ask Lisa, yet her tone was certain.
One could vaguely see the similarities between the girl and Hae Sook's brows.
Lisa did not answer. His gaze just fell on the tombstone in front of him as puzzlement surfaced in Jennie's starry eyes. She looked over at the tombstone following his gaze.
Unexpectedly, it was a very young man. He looked dashing and seemed to exude sunshine. He was probably just over 20 years old in the picture.
Born on XX of the month XX in the year XX, he had passed away on XX of the month XX in the year XX.
She calculated the difference. Had he lived until now, he would have been 28 years old!
He had only been 23 when he died.
His name was Suho Manoban!
Was he someone from the Manoban family?
His younger brother?
But Marco and Chittip only had him as their only son, so who was this Suho?
From the looks of his picture, he really did not look like Marco and Manoban Yuche.
He silently stared at the person in the picture for a long time. Then, he reached over to the bouquet in her hands, putting a bouquet on the two tombstones respectively. She was puzzled upon seeing his sad expression. She wanted to ask something, yet she held back.
Quite a while after, his deep voice suddenly came. "She's my aunty. I think you wouldn't be unfamiliar with her. Do you think she looks a little familiar?"
Jennie turned to look at him, yet his gaze remained fixed on the tombstones. She paused and looked to the tombstones too. Moments later, she nodded. "I do think she's quite familiar. It's like I've seen her somewhere before."
He sighed softly, "My aunt was an extremely popular artiste in the entertainment industry back then. You should've heard of her stage name. It's Manoban Zi..."
Manoban Zi?
Jennie was dumbfounded!
Of course, she had heard of this name!
Back when she was still young, Manoban Zi was an A-list artiste that was extremely well-known!
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