Chapter 803: Return

Upon entering the room, one only saw a woman who looked like a noble lady accompanying the old matriarch; this noble lady was none other than the third daughter of the He Family, He Lingyue, who was also Chen Yu's aunt.

"Mom, look, eldest sister is back." He Lingyue saw He Lingyun and hurriedly stood up to welcome her with a smile: "Sister, you finally came back. Mom was just talking about you earlier."

"Mm, today is the old matriarch's seventieth birthday, how could I not come back to see her." He Lingyun smiled, and she walked forward saying: "Mom, it's me, Lingyun."

"Lingyun, you're back?" The old matriarch held Lingyun's hand and said with a smile: "Mom has prepared everything for you; take these when you go to the hospital."

"Go to the hospital?" He Lingyun was stunned, then smiled: "Mom, I'm not sick, I'm not going to the hospital."

But the old matriarch turned around and took a bundle out of the wardrobe; this was a cloth wrapping, and upon opening it, inside was a pile of children's clothes.

"You are about to give birth, these things were all prepared by Mom for you. Things bought aren't as good as these; I prepared them when you all were born, and these are what I prepared for my grandson, Xiao Yu." The old matriarch said with a smile.

Chen Yu's eyes instantly turned red. These things of the old matriarch's were prepared for him. She suffered from Alzheimer's disease, her memory was already confused, and she had forgotten many people and things, but she still remembered the birth of her grandson.

"Mom... there's no need anymore, Xiao Yu has already grown up." He Lingyun could not help but shed tears.

When she had just lost Chen Yu, her temperament changed drastically, and she was nearly driven to madness.

She felt aggrieved and heartbroken, but she had not expected that her own mother was also heartbroken. The old matriarch had forgotten many things, but the items she had prepared for the child back then were all still preserved.

"Why is there no need? Do you dislike things made by hand? Your mother's handiwork isn't bad." The old matriarch said with a smile as she opened the bundle; the small clothes and small shoes inside were brand new, and there were even a few handmade toys placed inside.

Chen Yu took a deep breath. He walked forward and picked up a child's rattle; he shook it gently, and the small drum made a crisp sound.

"Grandma, it's me, Xiao Yu, I'm back." Chen Yu looked at the old matriarch and revealed a faint smile.

"Xiao Yu? Are you Xiao Yu?" The old matriarch raised her head in surprise. She held Chen Yu's hand and said with a look of astonishment: "You've grown so big? Child, why did you run away from home? Do you know how heartbroken Mom and Grandma were? Come, good child, let Grandma look at you."

Chen Yu walked forward and leaned down; the old matriarch's hand stroked Chen Yu's head and brushed across his face.

"Grown up, you really have grown up." The old matriarch muttered: "Almost ready to get married and start a family..."

Chen Yu's tears could not stop falling, which made He Lingyue on the side somewhat surprised. She whispered: "Sister, is this young man an actor you hired? Or are you thoughtful, knowing that the old matriarch has always been brooding over what happened back then."

"He is not some actor." He Lingyun smiled, and she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Xiao Yu, help Grandma outside to meet the guests."

"Yes." Chen Yu stood up and helped the old matriarch walk outside, with He Lingyue following behind, looking completely bewildered.

In the hall of the He Family's front courtyard, guests were as numerous as clouds, and there was laughter and cheer everywhere.

Although He Zhengye had ordered not to receive outside guests, it was not easy to drive away those who had already arrived. In fact, the purpose of most people wishing a happy birthday was to further close their relationship with the He Group, and the direct and collateral branches of the He Family were also hypocritically exchanging pleasantries.

When He Lingyun came out, the scene instantly quieted down.

"The second young lady of the He Family is back."

"Indeed, she hasn't stepped into the house for many years, has she?"

"Why hasn't she stepped into the house?"

"You don't even know this? The He Group is currently under her control, and the eldest, He Zhengye, certainly isn't convinced; that's why there's a fuss."

Seeing He Lingyun enter, everyone whispered and discussed; those whose minds turned a bit faster knew that He Lingyun's return this time was certainly not as simple as just wishing her mother a happy birthday.

"Today is my mother's seventieth birthday. On behalf of her, as well as the He Group, I thank you all for coming." He Lingyun smiled slightly, walked to the center of the hall, helped the old matriarch sit down, and then smiled: "Everyone, please take your seats."

The He Family's hall was extremely large. Today, nearly a hundred people from the direct and collateral branches had come, and seats had been prepared in the hall early on. Originally, they were going to book a five-star hotel today, but the old matriarch was unwilling to go, so the banquet was held at home.

Everyone took their seats. He Zhengye's expression was somewhat ugly. Logically speaking, he was the eldest son, and the matter of his mother's birthday should have been handled by him; furthermore, He Lingyun hadn't been home for over ten years, yet the moment she returned, she occupied the leading position.

But there was no help for it; the president of the He Group was still He Lingyun, and she had absolute power over the distribution of shares, so whether it was outsiders or the direct branches, it was easier for them to accept her.

"Second Aunt, it's been so long since you've been home. As soon as you return, you bring back a pretty boy. Who is this kid who has been inseparable from you?" Just at this moment, He Fanzhou's voice rang out. He deliberately made his voice very loud, pointing at Chen Yu on the side.

He Fanzhou was a second-generation heir, and his subtext was already very obvious: You are at such an age, and you are still the president of the He Group; finding a pretty boy to enjoy yourself is one thing, but bringing him home—aren't you afraid of ruining the family reputation?

"He Fanzhou, you should still remember me, right?" Chen Yu grinned and slowly walked to the front of He Fanzhou.

"I remember you, your name is Chen Yu. I don't know what kind of mongrel you are. You are so intimate with He Lingyun; her age is more than enough to be your mother." He Fanzhou said viciously: "Is it comfortable to be a kept man?"

"Do you still remember how I beat you last time?" Chen Yu took another step forward, getting a little closer to He Fanzhou.

"What do you want to do? I'm telling you, this is the He Family. If you dare to mess around, I'll have people throw you out immediately." He Fanzhou was startled. Remembering how Chen Yu had beaten him until he was covered in wounds last time, he couldn't help but shiver involuntarily and took a step back.

But then he remembered that this was the He Family, and with so many people present, he didn't believe that Chen Yu would really dare to make a move.

"Is that so?" Chen Yu sneered. Suddenly, in front of everyone, he raised his palm and slapped He Fanzhou squarely across the face.

Slap... A crisp sound rang out, and He Fanzhou let out a cry of pain, knocked to the ground by Chen Yu's palm.

Everyone was stunned. From the meaning of He Fanzhou's words, they gathered that Chen Yu was likely the pretty boy kept by He Lingyun, but they never dreamed that such a kept man would be so bold as to dare to hit He Fanzhou. This made them all somewhat unable to believe it.