C271 The first time I talked to her

It was probably because the old president had something to say that made it inconvenient for her to listen. An Xin quickly ran two steps forward.

While passing by the palace, he was grabbed by the palace sage, "Wait for me."

These two short words were what he intended to do.

Butler Ding looked at the palace sage's hand, which was tightly clenched in relief, and knew what his young master was thinking. He then said, "Master said that your madam's entire family will be attending this year's anniversary. Have your young master prepare it. We will begin tomorrow morning at nine o'clock."

"What does he mean?" The whole family was going, but he didn't know that his mother loved peace and quiet the most. Gong Sheng's hand that was holding An Xin's hand tightened slightly.

"Master, you mean that tomorrow will be Madam's sixtieth birthday. We'll do it together." Butler Ding said in a low voice.

Gong Sheng's body stiffened as his deep eyes trembled slightly. Only then did he open his mouth, "I understand."

With that, he pulled An Xin away and walked upstairs.

"Young master, how about tomorrow …" Since Butler Ding did not hear the answer, he could only ask again.

"No." Gong Sheng spat out a single word coldly, then ignored Butler Ding behind him.

When Butler Ding heard this, his face changed slightly. He still wanted to persuade him, but the Palace Lord had already come upstairs.

He could only swallow back what he had to say.

"Sigh, if Madam was still here and saw the Young Master making a ruckus with Master, I'm afraid she wouldn't feel so good." After he finished talking to himself, he turned around to go back to his work.

"Gong Sheng, are you alright?" The two of them walked straight into the bedroom. Gong Sheng's face was calm, but he kept holding onto her hand without letting go.

When they entered the bedroom, he pulled her to sit on the leather sofa next to him. He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her without saying a word.

This kind of palace saint was something An Xin had never seen before.

His body was filled with a faint layer of grief. Although he had hidden it well, An Xin knew that he was actually feeling heartache.

She remembered that when her mother had passed away, she had done the same thing. That was why she was quietly accompanying him in his embrace.

Gong Sheng remained motionless, as if he hadn't heard her words. The coldness in his eyes gradually deepened.

"When she thought that he would fall asleep just like that while holding her, Gong Sheng suddenly spoke up. "An Xin, before your mother left, how did you get here?"

"Huh?" An Xin lifted her closed eyelids, unable to understand what he meant.

"How did you get here when your mom left?" He remembered that he had gone crazy looking for her, but he couldn't find her.

"I, I don't know, just very sad. I kept crying, kept crying, and I don't even know how long I cried for. Then Big Bear saw how I was crying and put some sleeping pills in what I ate. " At that time, the only person she could find was He Xiong Jing.

Because Hu Xin Yi wasn't in the country, the only person she could think of at that time was Big Bear.

"Then you're better than me, and you have a friend by your side." The sacred palace's phoenix eyes slightly moved.

Then he said, "My mother was lying beside me. I couldn't get her up, and the old man was standing there with another woman."

"…" When An Xin heard this, her heart trembled, and she was struck by something.

She couldn't help but tighten her grip around his waist.

"My mom never got up." The Holy Man spoke calmly.

However, An Xin knew that his heart wasn't at peace. She looked up into his eyes. "Actually, it might be a good thing that Auntie left. Think about it." If she were still alive, how sad would it be to share her husband with another woman every day? "