Miss Si's feigned innocence went too far, and the aloof Mr. Bo was easily swayed.

"sister……"

Si Yuan stumbled and almost fell, but Si Aofu ignored her and just pulled her forward.

When they stopped, Si Yuan's white shoes were covered in dirty mud.

Si Yuan didn't bother to wipe it. Following Si Aofu's gaze, she saw Si Qingwan wiping the blank stele with her own handkerchief.

Si Yuan was somewhat surprised.

She finally understood that her mother had asked them to leave first after the annual ancestral worship ceremony because she was cleaning the blank stele.

But why?

When it was time to pay respects to her ancestors, she wouldn't even place a bouquet of flowers in front of the blank stele, nor would she allow them to worship.

But after they left, why did the mother offer sacrifices alone?

Who is buried there?

"Haven't you always wanted to know who the person in that blank stele was?"

Si Aofu's voice rang in her ears, and Si Yuan stared at her blankly, "You know?"

"Of course I know."

Si Aofu chuckled, a sinister smile on her face. "You should also know that today is the anniversary of Bo Yusen's father, Bo Qinghe's, death, right?"

Si Yuan was taken aback; she truly didn't know that.

When she investigated Bo Yusen, she only found out that his father died in a car accident, but she didn't know when he died.

Seeing Si Yuan's expression, Si Aofu's sneer deepened. "So, you don't know that you're already with Bo Yusen? Didn't he tell you?"

Si Yuan frowned. "This is their family's private matter. He doesn't have to tell me."

Si Aofu shrugged. "Then do you know how Bo Qinghe died?"

Si Yuan didn't understand why Si Aofu had to mention Bo Qinghe.

What is the relationship between the Si family's ancestral worship and the Bo family's?

"Car accident, sis, what are you trying to say?"

Si Aofu smiled and touched Si Yuan's face. "You know Bo Qinghe died in a car accident, but do you know that besides him and the driver, there were two other people in the car when he died?"

Si Yuan frowned. It seemed that the matter concerning Bo Qinghe had been deliberately erased. Apart from the fact that he died in a car accident, nothing else could be found.

Si Yuan: "If you have something to say, just say it."

"One was his first love, and the other was a five-year-old girl."

Si Aofu smiled and leaned closer to Si Yuan, "My dear sister, guess if that five-year-old girl is you?"

Si Yuan's brows furrowed even more. "It wasn't me..."

Si Aofu raised an eyebrow. "Are you so sure?"

Si Yuan looked at her quietly. "A five-year-old child already has memories. I don't remember knowing Bo Qinghe, and I haven't been in any car accidents."

"Ha ha……"

Si Aofu suddenly laughed out loud, "Is it possible that you've forgotten?"

Si Yuan was about to retort, but Si Aofu released her and looked wistfully at the blank stele not far away. "Look... Mother never lets us worship that blank stele, and she never mentions that person to you. Haven't you ever been curious about it?"

Si Yuan was curious, of course, but Si Qingwan would get very angry if she asked, so over time she stopped asking.

She felt that her mother didn't want her to know because it was for her own good.

"Let me tell you a secret. Actually, the person buried under that blank tombstone is our aunt, or more precisely, Si Yingying's aunt, and our mother's younger sister, Si Zhixia."

"Actually, the Si family used to hold their ancestral worship ceremony on June 6th, not today. The reason it was changed to today is because today is the anniversary of her death."

"People keep saying the Si family and the Bo family are at odds, haven't you ever wondered why?"

"When Aunt Zhixia was alive, she was so good to you, but you... don't remember her at all. Do you think Aunt Zhixia will hate you in the afterlife?"

Si Aofu's words contained a wealth of information, and Si Yuan's brain couldn't process it for a while.

Auntie?

They actually have a younger aunt named Si Zhixia?

Why didn't she know?

The date of the Si family's ancestral worship ceremony, as far back as she can remember, is around this time. Why did her sister say it was June 6th?

What exactly happened?

Is her sister lying to her?

But why would she lie to her?

If her sister wasn't lying, and today is both Bo Qinghe's and Si Zhixia's death anniversary, then...

My sister just said that there were two other people in the car when Bo Qinghe had the accident.

Is it Aunt Zhixia and her?

Do not……

impossible!

Seeing Si Yuan's pale face, as if she had suffered a severe shock, Si Aofu finally felt a sense of vengeful pleasure.

Si Yuan broke her up with the man she loved most, and now she's living a life worse than death. Why should Si Yuan be happy?

This is just the beginning; the full truth will soon be revealed.

Ah Yuan, can you still be with Bo Yusen?

At the same time.

The Bo family cemetery.

Gu Mingyue helped Ji Yuting, who was dressed in all black, out of the car.

Upon seeing Bo Yusen, Gu Mingyue greeted him with a slight smile, "Yusen..."

Bo Yusen nodded faintly without saying anything.

Ji Yuting held a bouquet of hydrangeas and placed it in front of Bo Qinghe's tombstone.

Gu Mingyue's gaze fell on the photo on the tombstone.

The man was wearing a black suit and had a bright smile.

Bo Yusen looks a lot like Bo Qinghe, especially in his eyes and eyebrows.

Bo Qinghe seemed to smile a lot, while Bo Yusen's face was always expressionless.

"Qinghe, Yusen and I have brought Mingyue to see you."

Ji Yuting squatted down, lingeringly touching the man's face, tears welling up in her eyes, blurring her vision.

Gu Mingyue immediately squatted down and looked at Bo Qinghe, "Uncle Bo, I'm Mingyue, I don't know if you still remember me..."

Ji Yuting patted Gu Mingyue's hand, "When you were little, Yusen was always following you around, and he would come to our house all the time. How could your Uncle Bo not remember you?"

Gu Mingyue smiled and said, "I remember Uncle Bo's candied hawthorns were delicious. I especially liked his strawberry candied hawthorns."

Upon hearing about candied hawthorns, Gu Mingyue's expression changed slightly, but she quickly returned to normal.

"Qinghe... Time flies so fast. Look how big Mingyue and Yusen have grown."

"Do you remember? Those kids used to play house all the time. Mingyue was the bride, and Yusen was the groom. You even said they were a perfect match..."

Gu Mingyue glanced at Bo Yusen, then lowered her head shyly. "Aunt Ji, that was all when I was a child."

"What? You think you're above the law now that you're older? You dare say you still have feelings for Yusen..."

"mom……"

Bo Yusen interrupted Ji Yuting without much expression.

Ji Yuting glanced at Bo Yusen, smiled slightly, and said, "Fine, you think I talk too much? Then you should have a proper talk with your father. Don't you have something to say to him too?"

The mother and son exchanged a glance, and Ji Yuting gave her seat to Bo Yusen.

Bo Yusen knelt down, looking directly at the man on the tombstone. "Dad... I have a girl I want to spend my life with, a girl I want to love and cherish for a lifetime. You know her too..."

"Her name—"

"Call her A-Yuan—"