Chen Jiashu's face flushed slightly.
He bowed deeply before the gravestone and called out, "Dad, Mom, my name is Chen Jiashu. I'm Han Ziqing's partner. Don't worry, I'll take good care of Ziqing from now on."
Han Ziqing's grip on his hand tightened slightly.
His voice gradually choked up. "Dad, Mom, rest assured. Those bad people have already received the punishment they deserved. Your spirits can finally rest in peace."
"I'm doing very well now. I have someone I love by my side, and I have money too. You don't need to worry."
"..."
Chen Jiashu stood quietly beside Han Ziqing and listened.
The decisive, commanding CEO he usually was seemed like a helpless child at this moment.
Before his parents' graves, he revealed his most vulnerable side.
By the end, Han Ziqing covered his face and began to cry.
"It was all because of me. If you hadn't gone looking for me back then, you wouldn't have died at the hands of Lin Chunlan and her husband. You could have enjoyed your old age in peace." Han Ziqing was sobbing too hard to speak clearly.
He had entered society early.
No matter what hardships he had suffered before, he had always gritted his teeth and endured them. But when it came to his parents, he could not hold back his emotions.
Chen Jiashu pulled him protectively into his arms and gently patted his back. "It's okay. Dad and Mom must be very happy to know that you're living so well now."
Han Ziqing lay against Chen Jiashu's chest, silently shedding tears. Chen Jiashu could clearly feel the dampness on his shoulder.
It was his first time seeing Han Ziqing look so vulnerable.
The two embraced for a long time before Han Ziqing finally got his emotions under control.
He