Bright was dealing with work in the car, frowning all the time. The light of the computer lit up his face,
making him look particularly cold.
Hearing his workers' opinions, he said, "You can't even handle such a simple thing! If I have to do
everything myself, why should I hire you? I don't want to provide for a group of dumb-heads."
The workers bowed their heads after being scolded.
Bright didn't want to waste too much time on these people, so he issued an ultimatum, "I am
determined to win the HT acquisition. If anything goes amiss, don't blame me for being fierce. That's it."
Bright closed the computer, leaned back in his chair, and touched his eyebrows.
He rested on the car for about half an hour. Then he got out and went to the Young Family.
At three o'clock in the morning, the Young Family was lonely and cold, although the lights were bright.
As soon as Bright entered the room, he saw Rose sitting at the edge of the hall, watching over her
grandfather.
When someone passed away, his family would stay overnight. Wilfred had been living alone for several
years. He had no relatives except Rose and Bright, so the duty fell on them.
Rose was not sleepy and wanted to spend more time with her grandfather in the last few days.
Rose felt the coolness of the night and hugged herself.
Then a woolen shawl was laid around Rose's shoulders, filling her with warmth.
"Go to rest, I'll watch it." Bright sorted out her shawl carefully so that she wouldn't get cold.
Rose looked at Bright's white shirt, which was already a little creased. His eyes were bloodshot and his
face was covered with the stubble of several nights, which made him look a little tired.
Rose put her hand on his face and felt distressed for him.
"I slept for a long time today so I'm not sleepy at all. But you have been working. You should have a
rest." Rose stood up. "I'll get you some hot water. Wash your face and feet and sleep in my room."
Bright stopped her and said, "Let's stay with Grandpa."
"No, what you need most now is rest," Rose insisted. "What would I do if you fell, too? Who am I going
to rely on?"
"I won't fall." Bright looked at her eyes and said, "I will be your back forever."
"Darling, thank you." Rose was filled with gratitude.
"What I did is paid off." Bright pulled her back and sat her down again. "I have sent the others to rest.
Let's spend the night together."
Rose let right rest on her shoulder. "You can have a rest and be with me like this."
"Yes." Bright then listened to Rose and rested on her.
In this way, they did not say anything, just spending the night quietly.
The next morning, Francis's housekeeper and assistant came on behalf of the Lee family with a white
wreath and many other things.
Although this represented that the Lee family attached importance to Wilfred's funeral, it was more
convincing that Bright could stay here to deal with these matters.
But Rose did not expect that they were accompanied by Joy, but she came alone without Chandler.
Only when she saw the funeral hall in the main room did she believe that her father was really gone.
She walked slowly down the hall and looked at her father's picture. He smiled so happily.
Joy, with tears in her eyes, knelt down in front of her father and cried bitterly, "Dad, I am back. Dad..."
Then she lost control and cried out loud.
Rose didn't feel sad as she watched Joy cry, and wanted to drive Joy away.
Rose was about to walk to Joy when Bright took her hand and told her not to do it with a serious look in
his eyes.
So she stopped and held back her anger.
Joy burned some Joss paper and bowed to her father. Then she got up and walked to Bright and Rose,
saying, "Bright, Rose, thank you. As daughter, I didn't fulfill my duty to take care of my father and have
incommoded you so much."
"It's not tiring to stay whole night with Grandpa. Instead, Ms. Young must be tired since you took such a
long journey to the small village," said Rose ridiculously.
But Bright remained polite to Joy, "Mom, this is what we should do. You must be tired now. Take a rest
first."
"Yes." Joy nodded.
"I don't think Grandpa wants to see you." Rose's meaning was clear.
"Rose, I just want to be with your grandfather for the last few days. If there is anything else, let's talk
about it later, shall we?" Joy didn't want to look for trouble.
"I have nothing to talk to you." Rose looked at Joy coldly, making Joy feel uncomfortable.
"Rose, I don't want to argue with you." Joy pressed her lips.
"You should never have come."
"But I'm his daughter and I just wanted to see him off one last time."
"My grandparents disowned you long ago."
Joy bit her lips and looked at her daughter who was hostile to her.
In her father's funeral hall, she didn't want to cause any trouble, so she looked at Bright and asked him
for help.
Bright also didn't want to see them fight with each other, and he pulled Rose away from grandpa's
funeral hall and said to her, "Just one word."
"If you want to say something good for her, I advise you not." Rose flatly rejected him.
"Rose, I know you have a lot of resentment towards your mother, but what others will think if you have
quarrels with your mother when Grandpa's funeral hasn't been finished? That will only make yourself a
joke. So, put the overall situation first." Bright patiently analyzed the stakes for her. "You promised you
will listen to me. Keep your word."
Rose pressed her lips stubbornly, looking at Bright who had done so much for her.
She could not bear to increase his burden, so she said, "Yes, I promise you, but I do it for Grandpa's
sake and for your sake. It doesn't mean I'll forgive or accept her."
"I know my wife is most reasonable." Bright smiled lightly. "We have to send Grandpa away happily."
When the time came, all the villagers came with leaden hearts to see Wilfred off and comforted Bright
and Rose, but they were surprised to see Joy.
"I didn't expect Joy to be back."
"Yeah, we thought you weren't coming back."
"Why are you alone? Where's your husband?"
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