Chapter: 2572

His driver had just raised his hand when he received the message. He hurriedly clicked play, and the loudspeaker broadcast Chen Zhecai's previous words, so he immediately put his already-raised hand back down.

The auctioneer was excited and a bit disorganized, seeing him raise his hand again before putting it down, and quickly asked, "Number 22 bidder, are you bidding or not?"

His driver opened his mouth and said, "I withdraw."

Upon hearing those three words, Du Haiqing's heart suddenly filled with joy, and the big stone finally fell to the ground.

Immediately after that, the auctioneer loudly declared, "Sixty-two million yuan once! Sixty-two million yuan twice! Sixty-two million yuan thrice! Sold!"

Subsequently, he struck his gavel repeatedly on the table.

As the gong sounded, Du Haiqing's heart was suddenly filled with joy and tears.

She had been troubled for days, unable to sleep or eat, thinking only about how to buy this suite of houses, yet worried about unexpected changes.

Now, it has finally come to an end.

Although the price far exceeded its original value as a suite of houses, to Du Haiqing, this suite of houses was priceless.

She had fallen in love with Ye Changying from her carefree youth and continued to cherish him until he married, until his passing, her love for him never wavered by even a fraction.

Over thirty years have passed, and besides the memories that will never fade and some old photos, she had nothing else left.

Not to mention leaving something that could console herself with grief, even going to Ye Changying's tomb to pay respects was as difficult as scaling the sky.

Now, she has finally bought the old house where he once lived, and in her heart, those over thirty years of emotions have finally found a place to settle.

As she gazed at her mom's tearful face, her heart was in turmoil. On one hand, she felt sorry for her mom's long-standing obsession with the past, and on the other hand, she sympathized with her dad's troubles over these many years.

But then she thought about Dad's earlier infidelity and his illegitimate daughter who was only a year younger than herself. Her heart felt that Dad didn't deserve sympathy at all.

Next thing she knew, she started thinking about her godfather.

As she watched her mom's obsession with the past for the rest of her life, she couldn't help but ask herself: "Suzhiyu, Suzhiyu, if you don't find your godfather, will you end up like Mom, stuck in the same old routine for a lifetime? If that's really the case, then at least Mom is lucky to have known Ye Changying and grown up together with him, sharing many common experiences and memories. You, on the other hand, have no idea what your godfather even looks like..."

Just then, the back door of the treasure hall swung open, and Ye Chen walked out with a mask on his face.

As he stepped out, he looked up at the somewhat overcast sky, his eyes already misty with tears.

Since his parents passed away when he was eight years old, Ye Chen had been just like Du Hailing, unable to find a place for his emotions. He even didn't have any old photos of his parents, unlike Du Hailing who had some; Ye Chen couldn't even save one photo of his parents.

After their parents' passing, all the family assets and belongings were quickly shipped to Yanjing along with the corpses. Ye Chen was left with only the clothes on his back when he entered the orphanage, effectively losing everything that could remind him of his parents.

It wasn't until a few years ago, when Guanyingzhong took him to Ye Ling Mountain for a memorial service, that he even knew where his parents were buried.

So this house has carried all his thoughts about his parents.

Just a moment ago, Ye Chen was equally resolute about acquiring this house. JrNovels.com