The second is to report on Hathaway’s promotion of him over the years.
Although he hid these thoughts well, they were still seen by Hathaway.
Hathaway said nothing, for she knew that whatever she said now, the boy would do as he thought.
But that didn’t stop her from pa*sing the orchestra on to Pei Shixi.
Just as the two were discussing the matter of the orchestra, the sound of footsteps came again from outside the door.
Only two prison guards came carrying a stretcher, on which lay Kathleen, covered with a white cloth, who had been executed.
Seeing this, Hathaway staggered over to them.
Her hand was in mid-air, but she didn’t dare to lift the hem and ended up just holding the hand that was peeking out of the white cloth.
“Kathleen, Mummy’s taking you home.”
Her eyes were red and tears spilled from the corners.
Mona looked on with a heavy heart, and stepped forward to offer her help.
To her surprise, she was turned down by Hathaway.
“Kathleen doesn’t like you, so you might as well not touch her, lest she gets upset when she goes to the other side too.”
Hathaway finished and let Mona go.
Mona listened with some difficulty.
Clearly, Cathleen’s death had made Hathaway angry even with her.
Pei Shixi saw some hints of it and whispered to her sideways, “Seniors are facing an emotional breakdown now, or you can go back first so as not to irritate them, as for here, I am watching here, it will be fine.”
There was nothing else Mona could do but agree.
Walking out of the prison, Mona was in a difficult mood and wanted to find someone to talk to.
She took out her mobile phone and called Wen Shiyu.
“Kathleen is dead.”
Hearing this, there was a moment of silence on the other end of the line before Wen Shiyu’s low voice rang out, “Is she …… okay, senpai?”
Hearing Wen Shiyu’s enquiry, Mona also talked about what had just happened in the prison.
“The headmaster pa*sed the orchestra to Miss Pei and plans to take Kathleen’s ashes on a trip later.”
Wen Shiyu was surprised.
She hadn’t expected Hathaway to turn over the orchestra.
When Feng Shenye returned that night, he saw her sitting at the head of the bed with a heavy heart.
“What’s wrong?”
“You’re back.”
Wen Shiyu got up and got out of bed, virtuously helping Feng Shenye undress.
Just after she took off her jacket, Feng Shenye took her into his arms and asked after her, “You still haven’t answered the question you asked me just now, what were you thinking just now?”
“Actually, I wasn’t thinking about anything, it’s just that today is the day of Kathleen’s execution.”
Wen Shiyu rolled up her suit jacket while lamenting the news she had heard during the day, “I really didn’t expect senior Hathaway to turn the band over, and even more so, I didn’t expect things to turn out like this.”
Looking at his sentimental wife again, a faint helplessness emerged in Feng Shenye’s eyes.
“Don’t think so much, these things have nothing to do with us anymore, your primary goal now is to recuperate your body and keep a happy mood every day.”
He advised Wen Shiyu.
Wen Shiyu nodded, and knew that all these things had nothing to do with her.
After all, regarding Kathleen, she had never taken the initiative to provoke, instead it was Kathleen who kept coming to provoke her.
……
The next morning, after the family had a warm breakfast, Feng Shenye went to the office.
Wen Shiyu, as usual, played with little Bao’er in the garden for a while after eating, and then let the little one go to cla*s.
At this time, she was taking Erbaoer out in the garden to sunbathe.
Just when mother and son were drowsy from the warm sun, Uncle Chen walked over.
“Young Madam, Miss Gu is here.”
Wen Shiyu nodded her head and let Uncle Chen bring the person to the garden.
When Gu Shihan came over, she only felt that the image in front of her was aesthetically pleasing.
In the beautiful garden, Wen Shiyu was sitting on a rocking chair, rocking and swaying, looking very leisurely, and together with her unique gentle temperament, one could not help but feel a sense of the quietness of the years.