Reborn at Boot Camp: General, Don't Mess Around!

"No, no!" Ye Jian immediately shook her head and refused. She glanced at the kitchen and bit her lip. "I'll do it myself. You can rest for a while first."

"Go, child. You have my support. Don't worry about your father." Seeing that Ye Jian had agreed, the old man smiled. His heart ached for his granddaughter who didn't have her parents' protection since she was young. This was something his son had to suffer. He had to let his son bear it himself!

Ye Jian and Mr. Fu sat in the chess room where the old man usually used to rest. It was also the lounge where Li Jinnian and Ye Jian sat when he brought her home for the first time.

The sliding door of the lounge was closed tightly. Only faint sounds could be heard outside. The old man was sitting in the living room. Occasionally, he would glance at the lounge. His weathered face was as calm as a mountain. There was no worry on his face.

The old man had been through too many things. He was already as stable as a mountain. It was unusual for him to panic.

The sound of something falling on the coffee table could be heard from the lounge. It was the sound of something rolling… The small teacup in Mr. Fu's hand fell onto the coffee table. The tea spilled out and dripped from the edge of the coffee table.

In the end, Ye Jian still told him about her mother's death.

"I'm sorry, Dad. I kept it a secret and didn't dare to tell you as you were looking forward to reuniting with Mom. I really didn't dare to say it. I was afraid that I would make you sad."

She didn't raise her head the entire time. She stared at the teacup that fell on the coffee table. After the teacup rolled down, she stared at the tea stain. Her sorrowful voice floated into Mr. Fu's ears. "Mom was buried in the martyrs' memorial park of the Southern Province after she died. If you want to go over, I'll accompany you."

Mr. Fu's face was as white as snow. Even his gaze was dull.

The moment he heard that his wife had passed away for more than ten years, he felt as if thousands of arrows had pierced through his heart. His heart was empty and exposed to the cold wind.

Mr. Fu's 'heart' was gone. He sat still like a piece of wood, and his body was extremely cold. Only his clenched fists were trembling.

The woman he loved the most and the wife he loved the most… passed away more than ten years ago. His greatest obsession in this lifetime was his lover. But now, she was gone… She was gone!

She was gone, and she had taken his heart with her…

After Ye Jian finished speaking, she finally raised her head. She saw that even Mr. Fu's lips were pale. He sat there motionlessly as if he had lost his soul. There was no life in his eyes or face.

At this moment, Ye Jian was even more afraid.

"Dad… Dad…"

She trembled as she shouted, trying to get Mr. Fu to come back to his senses. He was so shocked and frightened that he couldn't even speak properly. Ye Jian was so anxious that tears flowed down her face.

When Mr. Fu heard Ye Jian's voice, he blinked lightly. His dull eyes moved as if he had woken up from a nightmare. He asked softly, "Jian, you didn't lie to me, right? Is there something else you have to tell me?"

"No, no… Dad, I'm not lying to you. Mom has really been gone for more than ten years. She left when I was very young."

Ye Jian looked at her father who was in a daze. For a moment, he couldn't accept reality. His breathing wasn't smooth. "This is such a huge matter. How can I dare to lie to you? It's all true… I'm not lying to you."

Mr. Fu's expression became even more dazed. He was like a block of wood. Even when he opened his mouth and spoke, he was still in a daze. "You're not lying to me… So that means Red Plum… Your mother, she has really left. She left without waiting for me. Jian, your mother must hate me very much. She didn't even wait for me."