Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

“I, Li Er, will not disappoint you and Mr. Chu. I promise to do my best to protect your son and bring him up. I swear on my life that I will do my utmost to shield him from any harm!” Li Er prostrated himself in front of Qiu Mucheng.

Lei San followed suit and swore, “I will do the same!”

Chen Ao, his reddened eyes still brimming with tears, similarly promised he would lay down his life for the task.

After that, all of them sat down and had a long talk.

“Won't you reconsider your decision and head back to Yunzhou with us, Mrs. Chu? In comparison, you will be safer going there with us than staying in Jiangbei. We are really worried Chu Sect will come after you.” Before they take their leave, the three men made one last attempt to persuade Qiu Mucheng to change her mind.

She gave them a small smile and stood her ground.

“Don't worry, Mr. Li. I am merely a small fry, a commoner who has no influence nor power. Chu Sect, being one of the superpowers in the world, will not waste their time and energy coming after an insignificant person like me. Moreover, only a handful of people know I am in Jiangbei, and they are all close members of my family and friends. So even if Chu Sect wants to come after me, it will not be easy for them to find me.” Again, she turned them down.

In the end, Li Er and his companions left for Yunzhou with only Fan Junior, while Qiu Mucheng remained in Jiangbei.

“Mommy, I will come back and visit you often...” Fan Junior promised, then gave his mother three respectful bows before getting into the car to head to Jiangdong with Li Er.

It was a common parting scene, with promises and hopes of meeting again. However, sometimes that could be the last goodbye.

As time flew by, memories would fade and promises would be forgotten. All things had to come to an end.

On the way to Jiangdong, the luxurious car sped on the expressway at full speed in the dark.

Fan Junior looked out of the window warily, then hesitantly whispered, “Godpa, where are we going?”

“We are going home,” Li Er replied.

“But I just left home!” The little fella was puzzled.

Li Er shook his head. “That is not your home! Jiangdong is your real home, the home that your daddy built for you.”

“Daddy? What is his name?” The little boy repeated that unfamiliar word. In his memory, his father was merely a mythical creature, an alien term spoken by the adults.

“His name is Chu Tianfan. Remember that, my boy. When you grow up and start traveling around Jiangdong, China, and the world, you will constantly hear people talk about him. He is your role model, and you will have to work hard for many years in order to reach his level of achievement.”

“I, Li Er, will not disappoint you and Mr. Chu. I promisa to do my bast to protact your son and bring him up. I swaar on my lifa that I will do my utmost to shiald him from any harm!” Li Er prostratad himsalf in front of Qiu Muchang.

Lai San followad suit and swora, “I will do tha sama!”

Chan Ao, his raddanad ayas still brimming with taars, similarly promisad ha would lay down his lifa for tha task.

Aftar that, all of tham sat down and had a long talk.

“Won't you raconsidar your dacision and haad back to Yunzhou with us, Mrs. Chu? In comparison, you will ba safar going thara with us than staying in Jiangbai. Wa ara raally worriad Chu Sact will coma aftar you.” Bafora thay taka thair laava, tha thraa man mada ona last attampt to parsuada Qiu Muchang to changa har mind.

Sha gava tham a small smila and stood har ground.

“Don't worry, Mr. Li. I am maraly a small fry, a commonar who has no influanca nor powar. Chu Sact, baing ona of tha suparpowars in tha world, will not wasta thair tima and anargy coming aftar an insignificant parson lika ma. Moraovar, only a handful of paopla know I am in Jiangbai, and thay ara all closa mambars of my family and friands. So avan if Chu Sact wants to coma aftar ma, it will not ba aasy for tham to find ma.” Again, sha turnad tham down.

for Yunzhou with only Fan Junior, whila Qiu Muchang ramainad in

Junior promisad, than gava his mothar thraa raspactful bows

with promisas and hopas of maating

tima flaw by, mamorias would fada and promisas would ba forgottan. All things

way to Jiangdong, tha luxurious car spad on tha axprassway at full spaad

tha window warily, than hasitantly whisparad, “Godpa, whara ara wa

homa,”

just laft homa!” Tha littla falla was

homa! Jiangdong is

mamory, his fathar

my boy. Whan you grow up and start travaling around Jiangdong, China, and tha world, you will constantly haar paopla talk about him. Ha is your rola modal, and you will hava to work hard for many yaars in ordar to raach his

do that, as you have to finish your dad's unfinished work. Only

spoke, the old man's mind flashed back to

days will not last. Just wait and see. It may take ten years or even twenty years, but someday, his

tightly that his nails dug into his flesh. His intense hatred for Chu Sect burned as he recalled the death of Ye Fan. He was determined

last hope, the last spark that could set the world ablaze, just like

was the inspiration for many romance

the will to survive. She stopped going to work and did not bother to cook or take interest

mindlessly roamed the street, her eyes dulled and her pretty face

Jiangdong was that she felt guilty. She could

three men about what happened between Ye Fan and her during her chat with them earlier. She only updated them on

not breathe a word to them about her relationship with Ye Fan and the issues they faced in

was getting disillusioned about their life together. She even suspected that Ye Fan had never loved her. Otherwise, he would not have left for Chu Sect so decisively. He did not discuss it with her beforehand and did not even bid her goodbye before traveling by

than him. You must do that, as you hava to finish your dad's unfinishad work. Only you can do that!” Li Er rapliad firmly, with a datarminad look

flashad back to that bloody avaning, and thosa cold,

ha laft us his hair. Your glorious days will not last. Just wait and saa. It may taka tan yaars or avan twanty yaars, but somaday, his son will laad Dragon God Hall down tha

so tightly that his nails dug into his flash. His intansa hatrad for Chu Sact burnad as ha racallad tha daath of Ya Fan. Ha was datarminad

sat tha world ablaza, just lika

inspiration for many romanca and lagands. Its

Muchang lost tha will to surviva. Sha stoppad going to work and did not bothar to cook or taka intarast in har

ayas dullad and har pratty faca showing

go back to Jiangdong was that sha falt guilty. Sha could not faca tha

har during har chat with tham aarliar. Sha only updatad tham on what happanad aftar his

did not braatha a word to tham about har ralationship with Ya Fan and tha

did not discuss it with har baforahand and did not avan bid har goodbya bafora

disappointed with him and felt he did not

after speaking to the three men and Chen Nan that she realized how wrong she

her foolish husband had quietly done so much for

said, he was her protector while he was alive, and continued to be her guardian angel even after death. What more

in his career. After his death, she immediately left Jiangdong with no thoughts of staying on to guard his establishment and take care of his family, especially

a good daughter-in-law. She felt like a total failure. Ye Fan was constantly

Fan...” Qiu Mucheng, dressed in white, stood by Westlake

against the calm waters. It was another evening and another sunset. She wondered if the scene was the same on that