Sang Yu saw the people she cared about most.
Her parents and Shen Yiqiu.
In her memory, her father had always been refined and scholarly.
While her mother was an elegant lady, meticulous down to every strand of her hair.
But now, they looked distressed and haggard, as if they had aged ten years overnight.
Her best friend Shen Yiqiu’s eyes were red and swollen, clearly from crying.
Lu Jiayu walked over anxiously.
“Uncle.”
“Aunt.”
No one acknowledged him.
Shen Yiqiu gave Lu Jiayu a cold glance—Xiao Yu’s death was definitely connected to him.
Yesterday’s trending topic… never mind, now wasn’t the time to talk about that.
Lu Jiayu was filled with dread. He had destroyed everything.
Sang Yu’s parents still clung to a final shred of hope.
“Officer, could there be a mistake? Our Xiao Yu never offended anyone, how could she… how could she have gone through something so terrible?”
“She was always so afraid of pain, how could she have endured it?”
After saying this, Wen Shuwǎn broke down in tears.
Sang Yu’s spirit drifted over, wanting to wipe away Madam Wen’s tears. “I’m not in pain anymore, really.”
Shen Yiqiu and Sang Renhua supported Wen Shuwǎn on either side, helping her stay steady on her feet.
The officer understood their feelings but remained professional, explaining the investigation results.
When Sang Yu’s parents saw the scandal yesterday, they were merely disappointed in Lu Jiayu.
Now, learning the cause of their daughter’s death, even with their restraint, they couldn’t help but resent Lu Jiayu.
If they had known that being with him would lead to such an end, they would never have entrusted their daughter to him.
Sang Renhua was a man; even if the sky fell, he would bear it.
Avoidance wasn’t a solution.
“Please take us to see our daughter.”
“Alright, follow me.”
Lu Jiayu tried to follow, but Sang Renhua growled, “Don’t you come!”
“Xiao Yu wouldn’t want to see you.”
Sang Yu nodded. “As expected of my own father, knowing exactly what I think.”
Sang Renhua’s intense emotions startled Lu Jiayu, who didn’t dare take another step and stood frozen in place.
After giving him a deep look, Sang Renhua led his wife away.
The most important thing now was to see their daughter.
Sang Yu instinctively followed but couldn’t move even half a step further once she was a certain distance away from Lu Jiayu.
Furious, she kicked Lu Jiayu twice.
“Lu Jiayu, do you know how disgusting you are?”
“I don’t want to look at you. Can you just let me go?”
Sang Yu had originally wanted to see Lu Jiayu in unbearable agony.
But now, it all felt meaningless.
Because she could do nothing.
The phone in Lu Jiayu’s coat pocket vibrated incessantly, but he seemed unaware, standing motionless.
Finally, annoyed by the noise, he answered it.
“Jiayu, didn’t I tell you to keep a low profile these days? Why did you choose to announce your relationship now?”
“The heat we finally managed to suppress is flaring up again.”
“What announcement of a relationship?”
Lu Jiayu’s mind went blank.
Brother Wang was furious. “Who else could it be besides you and Ye Fei?”
“Sang Yu’s matter hasn’t been resolved yet. No matter how eager you are, you shouldn’t have let this out now.”
Veins bulged on Lu Jiayu’s hands. “I have nothing to do with her.”
Thinking about his recent indecisiveness, Lu Jiayu truly wanted to kill himself.
His wedding with Sang Yu was approaching; they were supposed to start a new chapter soon.
What on earth is he doing!
“Brother Wang, I’m going public.”
Brother Wang sighed, “You’re just stubborn. Once you’ve made up your mind, not even ten oxen could pull you back. Well, Ye Fei is helpful for your career…”
Lu Jiayu knew Brother Wang had misunderstood. “I’m talking about Sang Yu.”
After informing Brother Wang, Lu Jiayu posted on Weibo.
He didn’t say anything, just uploaded photos of him and Sang Yu from the past seven years.
Everything was conveyed without words.
Enough to stir up a massive storm.
Lu Jiayu thought to himself, he should have done this long ago.
Openly acknowledging his relationship with Sang Yu. If his acting career brought trouble to Sang Yu, he could retire.
He should have done this long ago.
Lu Jiayu rubbed the plain ring in his pocket that belonged to Sang Yu. He would never have the chance to slip that ring onto her ring finger again.
What a regret.