Reborn as a Fake Heiress Marrying the Tycoon novel Chapter 1213

Chapter 1213: Mom Comes Home

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The moment the two women stepped inside, Big Yellow, with the energy of a caffeinated toddler, caught sight of Gu Zi and immediately lost its mind. It barked in joyful spurts—"Awuu! Awuu!"—tail wagging like a metronome gone wild. It had clearly missed her terribly.

As Gu Zi approached, the dog began leaping up and down with unabashed glee, practically doing somersaults in excitement. She couldn’t bear to walk past it. Instead, she bent down with a soft smile, her fingers sinking into its fur as she lovingly patted its head.

"There, there," she murmured, soothing it for a long moment as if calming an old friend who’d waited years for her return.

Meanwhile, Su Jing had already hauled all the luggage into the spacious living room. At first glance, the exterior of the house seemed modest and a little worn, but the interior—oh, the interior—was a different story entirely. It was elegant, tastefully appointed, and incredibly warm.

Su Jing wasn’t the least bit surprised. Wherever Gu Zi went, she brought the sense of home with her. Aesthetic sensibilities, it seemed, came effortlessly to her.

No wonder her brother was so besotted.

Su Jing looked around. The house was quiet—too quiet. No children squealing, no man lounging on the couch in socks. She turned toward Gu Zi, raising a perfectly sculpted brow.

"Sis, where are my brother and the kids? It’s Saturday, right? Surely they’re not still in school?"

Gu Zi, now seated gracefully on the ivory-toned sectional, poured herself a glass of water and took a small sip. Her eyes swept the tidy, sunlit room. Everything was in its place, sparkling clean and orderly. The sense of calm made her heart ache with homesickness—for the children, for Su Shen. They were so well-behaved, so easy to love. They never gave her any trouble, never required her to be anything but herself. How could she not miss them?

She set the glass down gently. "Su Shen’s probably swamped with work," she said with a soft chuckle. "He likely brought them with him to the office."

Then, as if deciding now was as good a time as any, she leaned forward slightly and her tone shifted into something more serious.

"Su Jing, your brother and I wanted to wait until you got here to talk about this. It’s about the Xu family. Xu Sheng’s father, Xu Fan—is not the children’s biological father. He’s their uncle. Xu Ye was the eldest son of the Xu family, and... your brother’s investigation found that Xu Ye died about a year ago during a drug enforcement operation. It was an undercover mission."

She paused, watching Su Jing’s face carefully before continuing.

"Initially, your brother and I were determined to confront them, to seek justice. But when we discovered Xu Ye was already dead, we both felt there was no point in reopening those wounds. The children are still young. Why burden them with ghosts from the past? If the Xu family doesn’t come looking for trouble, we’ve decided to let it go. To live as if they don’t exist."

The serene weight of Gu Zi’s words hung in the room like incense smoke. Su Jing, who had been listening in a composed silence, suddenly tensed. Her brows furrowed, her jaw tightened, and a storm surged in her eyes. Her voice rose sharply, trembling with disbelief and fury.

"What do you mean—just let it go? Just because that scumbag is dead, everything’s resolved? The pain he caused my sister—does that vanish too? Does his death give us back a healthy, happy Su Mo?"

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