
Xin Er was in the room with Haris, their serious chatter about many things including how Haris saved Weini until it was discussed again. Now all that was left was a wedge in his heart, about the condition of their great masters and mistresses that could not be ignored even though the Haris nuclear family had gathered. He could actually be happy with his children, especially Xin Er had been released from his sentence as a servant, unfortunately they did not let the people they knew face difficulties like this.
Li An lent her cell phone before leaving her parents in the room alone. With the phone, Haris contacted Liang Jia for the first time after he ran away with the mistress' daughter. He and Xin Er looked at each other, there was an unspoken sense of tension, the sound of the continuous tone of this call broke the silence of the couple. The video call that deliberately diloud the speaker was waiting for a response from across. Xin Er squeezed her hand, she could not cover up her anxiety, moreover her last conversation with Liang Jia did not end well yesterday.
“What might happen something there?” Xin Er asked worriedly, the call failed to connect.
Haris shook his head slowly, believing his wife's negative thoughts were unproven. “No way, relax I think the mistress is busy. I'll try calling again.” Haris then tried to call Liang Jia's number again.
Xin Er believed in whatever her husband said, she just resignedly waited for answers across and was convinced of Haris's efforts to keep contacting her again. Until the effort was fruitful and Liang Jia seemed to receive the Video call.
“Greetings to big mistress.” That's the first word Haris said after a long time did not see the face of his aging mistress.
Liang Jia almost dropped her phone because she was surprised to see the face of a man she knew so well. The face of the past that was so meritorious to his family, he was the figure of a hero in Liang Jia's eyes. “Conservant Wei, is that really you?” Liang Jia said, he even blinked repeatedly to keep the urge of tears from coming out of there.
Haris took a deep breath, there was a sense of pride embedded in his chest. He kept the phone away, then Xin Er deftly took over the phone. Haris stood tall and then paid his respects via video call, an obedience and loyalty that could not be dated from his personal. He will not forget his identity as Liang Jia's loyal bodyguard, and will not miss the formal part of the tribute despite the distance.
Liang Jia was touched to see Haris' obedience, although it was far but not a barrier to his intention to show respect. “Build Wei, miss that formal part.” Liang Jia's orders, this time his voice sounded hoarse. He really shed his tears, between happy, sad and haru.
“Mistress, I have completed the task from you. Young miss has survived.. young miss has survived.” Lirih Haris, her voice hardened in the repetition of those words. He really emphasized on his report, as he used to do while on duty at the Li residence.
Xin Er who was holding a cellphone began to shake, she was carried away by the atmosphere and joined in crying. The camera in her hand swayed, wanting to feel like she was hugging her husband, giving him strength and facing their mistress together, but Xin Er still braced herself to hold the phone for her husband's sake.
Liang Jia as he pleased, he was in the hospital room with Li San who was unconscious. Yue Fang was out to wait for her brother to arrive, if not for this call it might be that Liang Jia was still late in her daydream on the side of the window.
“I know... I always believed you could save her, not just then but now, Wei.” Liang Jia in her tears.
Liang Jia rushed over to the Li San ward, the place where the powerful man lay weakly. Cell phones
it was directed at Li San until Wei was surprised to see Li San's helpless figure just now.
“See this, Wei Ming Fung comes back to life. My bodyguard saved our daughter, look! Li San, wake up!” Mumbled Liang Jia expectantly, she called out her husband's name.
Li San shook his head, there was no result from what Liang Jia shouted, even though he told her the excellent news but failed to regain his consciousness. Liang Jia who had been optimistic was back in her face, she was silent to see the resigned face of her husband who was asleep then cried sobbing.
Haris who saw from the phone also wiped her tears. While Li San was still strong and powerful, the man was indeed cruel and arbitrary to her but this was not what Haris had expected either. This was really not what he wanted to see from the late ruler of the Li clan.
“Call Miss Yue Hwah here.” Haris whispered to Xin Er, he took the phone back from his wife's hand. Xin Er nodded obediently and rushed over to the door of the room.
Li San's condition was worse than Haris had imagined, seeing the aura of his gloomy face, Haris was not sure the powerful man still had a chance to open his eyes. “Mistress, now Miss Yue Hwa has managed to remove her mask. She's so beautiful, madam... So pretty. Tell the big master, that all this time Miss Yue Hwa has always missed you and did not hold a grudge for what happened in the past.” Haris murmured that tried to divert Liang Jia's frustration.
Yue Hwa's name that sounded was stirring Liang Jia's heart, his longing felt urgent to immediately meet the princess who he had longed for decades. “Hwa.... My daughter, where is she Wei? Give her the phone, I want to see her.” Pinta Liang Jia urged Haris.
Xin Er did not need to rush into Grace's room, in fact Weini had already appeared before her. Subsequent to
meeting Grace and letting the girl calm herself down in her room, Weini planned to follow up to Xin Er's room, she wanted to be connected with her real parents. And now, Xin Er and Weini had entered the room, where Haris was making a video call with Liang Jia.
Weini heard her mother's voice looking for her, she spontaneously ran towards Haris who had not given any answer to Liang Jia.
“Ibuuu...” Weini squealed, making Haris turn his head and thrust a cellphone at him.
Weini's eyes were swollen after crying with Grace was back in tears. This is not the first time he saw Liang Jia's face, several times when he missed whack, he also played Youtube featuring his family. But the feeling is not the same as today, when he looked at each other through the mobile phone screen with his mother. Weini could see the appearance of her mother's wrinkled face, with white hair that was quite visible on her head, especially the face that looked tired and sad. It was not Weini's hope as he had always imagined, a heartwarming reunion, as he could be readmitted and greeted with a smile,
bliss. But these? What happened was precisely a contrast, burying his hopes of a happy family reunion like the Xiao Jun family.
“Hwa... Yue Hwa... my daughter...” Pekik Liang Jia was no less shrewd. The cry that voiced the burden of the two women's hearts harbored a longing, which was unfortunately still hindered by a gadget.
Weini nodded slowly, her nose was even blocked from crying too much. “I'm Yue Hwa, Mom. Mother... I miss...” Lirih Weini painstakingly said it, a hoarse voice and a claustrophobic heart deeply acknowledging how missed he was.
“Back, son... Go home!” Lirih Liang Jia who can no longer afford to survive far with her daughter.
Coming home was the word Weini had been waiting for the most, and going home was a decision that Liang Jia had long wanted to voice. And finally, this time it was delivered even though it was in conditions that were beyond their expectations.
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