TVSFPAG -Chapter 188 Epilogue (Part 3 – End of Main Story)

When Su Wanhua brought up the matter of adopting a goddaughter to Song Yunfei’s parents, the elderly couple were left with nothing but confusion—and then mechanically nodded along.

Thus, the matter was “pleasantly” settled just like that.

Bai Yu stepped forward, firmly grasped Song Dashan’s hand, and said in a solemn tone, “Uncle, don’t worry. With me around, no one will dare bully Cuihua.”

His words clearly carried an underlying implication.

Song Yunfei quickly wrapped her arms around Chu Jinhan’s arm and subtly squeezed his hand to soothe him.

Chu Jinhan’s expression remained unchanged, showing no visible emotion.

Song Dashan let out an awkward smile. Apart from nodding, he had no idea what else to say.

The man who was usually so eloquent in the village now stood before a group of important figures like a child who didn’t know what to do.

They didn’t stay long. Soon, Song Yunfei left with Su Wanhua and the others.

Su Wanhua still had to return to work, so they needed to quickly finalize the goddaughter adoption.

There was no particularly grand ceremony for adopting a goddaughter. It simply involved going to the ancestral hall to pay respects to the ancestors, serving tea to Su Wanhua and her husband, and addressing them as “mom” and “dad”—that was it.

Su Wanhua and her husband smiled as they drank the tea, then suddenly thought of something.

“By the way, you two should be getting married soon, right?”

After saying that, she turned to her husband, Bai Yun. “Yunfei is now our daughter. When she gets married, we should prepare a dowry, shouldn’t we?”

Bai Yun nodded. “We should. You go ahead and focus on your work—leave this to me. Just come back and attend the wedding.”

Su Wanhua responded, “Alright. But make sure you prepare properly—don’t treat it casually.”

Bai Yun smiled helplessly. “Don’t you trust me?”

At noon, Song Yunfei had a meal at the Bai household and felt that the atmosphere there was far warmer than at the Chu family’s home.

Perhaps it was because there were fewer people—or perhaps because their affection for her was so genuine.

Bai Yu had also completely regained his vigor. At the dining table, he said, “Cuihua, if anyone bullies you in the future, just tell us, alright?”

Chu Jinhan wasn’t present at the moment. Of course, even if he were, Bai Yu would still dare to say this in front of him.

Song Yunfei glanced at him. “Why aren’t you calling me Yaoyao anymore?”

Bai Yu smiled. “I still think Cuihua sounds better.”

“I think you just find it funny!”

Song Yunfei glared at him, and Bai Yu burst out laughing. His whole demeanor was radiant—there was no trace left of his earlier lifeless state.

In his heart, Cuihua and Yaoyao were no different; both were his younger sister.

It was just that now she was called Song Yunfei. If he kept calling her Yaoyao, it would feel like he didn’t truly see her as an independent person.

So whether she was Yaoyao, Cuihua, or Song Yunfei—she would always be his sister.

Su Wanhua and her husband exchanged a glance and smiled with relief.

It seemed their decision to adopt her as a goddaughter was the right one. Their son had truly come back to life in a meaningful sense.

After Su Wanhua and her husband left, Song Yunfei said to Bai Yu, “I should head back too, or someone’s going to get upset again. Are you going back to the hospital?”

Bai Yu raised an eyebrow. “Why aren’t you calling me brother?”

“…Ah, brother is in my heart. Whether I say it out loud doesn’t matter.”

Song Yunfei gave an evasive reply. It was mainly because she was used to calling him that—it would take time to change.

Bai Yu snorted in dissatisfaction. “Then when you call Chu Jinhan ‘husband,’ is that also just in your heart and not something you say out loud?”

“Enough… I really have to go back!”

“I’ll see you off.”

“Aren’t you still sick?”

Bai Yu reached out and vigorously ruffled her hair, messing it up completely. Song Yunfei angrily swatted his hand away.

“Who said I’m sick? Wait for me.”

After saying that, he turned and headed upstairs.

Song Yunfei assumed he was going to get his car keys, but the next second, she saw him coming back down with a suitcase in hand.

She looked at him in surprise. “Where are you going?”

Bai Yu said righteously, “Wherever you go, I go. I’m staying with you forever.”

Song Yunfei’s mind buzzed.

If these two ended up together like this, would she still have any good days ahead?

As she was considering how to persuade him, Bai Yu had already dragged the suitcase toward the door.

“Let’s go. Stop hesitating.”

——

At a teahouse, inside an elegant private room, the decor was classical and refined, with the faint scent of sandalwood lingering in the air.

Chu Jinhan sat in a purple sandalwood armchair by the window, facing two men of similar age.

One wore a white tailored suit, with a refined and scholarly demeanor—clearly a successful professional.

The other leaned lazily back in his chair, idly playing with a small purple clay teacup between his fingers.

Though he seemed somewhat carefree and unconventional, the noble air about him was enough to make ordinary people keep their distance.

The laid-back man said, “Han, it’s really not easy to see you. I heard you were abducted by human traffickers?”

The refined man looked at him. “Who did you hear that from?”

“Come on, big lawyer, have you really been that out of touch? Everyone in the circle knows about it, and you don’t?”

The refined man looked slightly surprised. “I was abroad last year and didn’t hear much. Tell me more.”

“Wasn’t he hit and sent flying, lost his memory, then forced into a year of hard labor? Oh, and I heard it was by a woman too—though no one knows whether he lost his chastity.”

A hint of interest appeared in the refined man’s eyes. “Is that so? That’s quite something. Jinhan, do you need legal assistance?”

Chu Jinhan glanced at the two of them.

Then, unhurriedly, he took out two wedding invitations from his coat and pushed them in front of them.

The two men picked them up casually and flipped through them without much thought.

After all, everyone already knew about his marriage to Shen Younan.

But upon opening them—

“I’m finally getting to drink your and Shen… huh? Who is Song Yunfei?”

The refined man also opened his invitation, looked at it, and then glanced at the man across from him in confusion.

Chu Jinhan said calmly, “My wife.”

“Wait, let me sort this out.” Zhao Taiyuan scratched his temple lazily, staring at the name on the wedding invitation for a long time.

He suddenly sat up straight, no longer lazy—now fully serious.

“Han’er, if my information is correct, isn’t this woman the one who kidnapped you?”

Chu Jinhan looked up, his tone unfriendly. “Zhao Dachuan, mind your words. She’s my wife.”

Upon hearing his nickname, Zhao Taiyuan immediately snapped, “Damn it, my name is Zhao Taiyuan! Call me Zhao Dachuan again and we’re cutting ties!”

“If I remember correctly, this woman is the one who abducted you, right?” He held the invitation up to Wen Shao. “Wenshao, help me check—I might be losing my eyesight. Are these three characters Song Yunfei?”

Wen Shao examined it carefully and nodded slightly. “Mm, you’re not mistaken.”

Zhao Dachuan pointed at the man across from him. “Hurry up and send him to the hospital for a check-up. See if the aftereffects of his head injury are still lingering.”

Wen Shao also wore a serious expression.

Looking at Chu Jinhan, he pondered for a moment before slowly saying, “Jinhan, have you thought this through? Not only did she hit you with her car and flee the scene afterward, she also deceived you for an entire year—and yet you still want to marry her?”

Chu Jinhan remained composed.

Looking at the two astonished men, he spoke unhurriedly, “She only deceived me because she loves me.”

The two of them froze and looked at each other, each seeing confusion in the other’s eyes.

Zhao Dachuan: “?”

He cupped his hand around his ear like a megaphone. “Wait, say that again. I didn’t quite hear you.”

Chu Jinhan had already stood up, looking down at the two of them as he buttoned his suit one by one.

“Why didn’t she deceive anyone else, only me? Doesn’t that explain everything?”

Then, amid their shocked expressions, he turned and walked out of the private room. “Remember to attend the wedding. If you don’t, fine.”

The two of them sat there, stunned, unable to recover for a long time.

After a while, Zhao Dachuan mechanically turned his head to look at Wen Shao beside him.

“Was he… possessed by someone?”

Wen Shao took it more calmly. “Maybe he’s found true love.”

That sentence made Zhao Dachuan laugh.

“Then I really want to see just what kind of extraordinary woman managed to turn that cold guy into this.”

——

Chu Jinhan returned to the villa. Aunt Chen quickly stepped forward, hesitating as she looked at him.

“What is it?”

Aunt Chen looked troubled. “Um… the madam’s brother has come. He said he wants to stay here.”

Chu Jinhan’s expression darkened instantly. He strode upstairs with long steps, a murderous aura about him.

In the guest room, Song Yunfei was helping Bai Yu make the bed.

Bai Yu lounged comfortably on a single armchair, directing her lazily. “See, it’s wrinkled again. I told you the fitted sheet was too small. Go change it quickly.”

Song Yunfei’s temple veins throbbed. She turned and glared at him through gritted teeth. “You—!”

A big red envelope “slap” landed on the bed.

Her expression changed for a few seconds. Quietly, she tucked the red envelope into her pocket and immediately put on a smile. “Alright, brother. I’ll go get another one.”

This guy had cried, made a fuss, and even threatened suicide just to stay here—she really had no way to deal with him.

She jogged to the doorway and almost collided with Chu Jinhan returning, nearly bumping into his chest.

Looking up, she met his dark, heavy gaze and forced an awkward laugh.

“You—you’re back?”

Chu Jinhan said nothing. His gaze passed over her and landed on Bai Yu sitting on the sofa.

Without any unnecessary words, he took out his phone and made a call.

Before Song Yunfei could come up with an explanation, she heard him say into the phone, “Bring Quanquan up.”

Song Yunfei was shocked and quickly grabbed his hand. “No! Let’s talk this out!”

Chu Jinhan glanced at her, then looked at Bai Yu. “Are you leaving on your own, or should I have someone throw you out?”

Bai Yu sneered and calmly stood up from the sofa, walking straight toward the window.

Song Yunfei’s heart tightened. Was he going to leave through the window?

Bai Yu supported himself on the windowsill and leapt up, sitting on it and looking down at Chu Jinhan from above.

“Chu Jinhan, are you afraid I’ll see you bullying Cuihua, so you’re guilty and trying to kick me out?”

“Using such a ridiculous excuse to stay at someone else’s house—don’t you have your own place? Seeing how pitiful you are, I can arrange a room for you next to Quanquan.”

Bai Yu then turned to Song Yunfei, his tone aggrieved. “Yang Cuihua, look at how this man treats your brother. Hurry up and break up with him—I’ll introduce you to someone better!”

Seeing that she didn’t react, he added a threat, “If you don’t break up, I’ll jump from here!”

Chu Jinhan also turned to look at her. “Let him jump. If you dare to break up, I’ll make your embarrassing photos public.”

Song Yunfei completely broke down, grabbing her hair and squatting on the floor. “I’m really begging you two! Please spare me!!”

“Yang Cuihua, I’m really going to jump!” Bai Yu pretended to slide downward.

“If you’re a man, then jump.”

……

Song Yunfei looked at the two men with a lifeless expression.

Forget it. Let it all be destroyed. She was exhausted.

——

The main story ends here.