<h4>Chapter 1113: I Hope You’ll Be Happier Than I Am</h4>


    As for Xi Xi, He Xiyan realized that she constantly had to remind her to do her homework.


    “Mom, I’ve learned how to write the word ‘look’. My brother taught me how to write,” Xi Xi said as she beamed widely, her smile full of childish innocence.


    He Xiyan looked at the word Xi Xi had written and although she could tell that it was the word ‘look’, it was very crooked and uneven. Her handwriting was very messy.


    “Xi Xi, this word is too difficult, you should start with easier words,” He Xiyan said.


    Then, she flipped to the second page where the word nd’ was printed.


    Xi Xi shook her head. She didn’t want to practice writing this word.


    “Mom, I know how to write this word. I’ve already written it once before,” Xi Xi said. She didn’t want to constantly practice the same words.


    “I’ll only let you progress after you’ve fixed your handwriting. You must make sure that your writing is of the same size and you have to stop writing those words in such a crooked manner,” He Xiyan said as she sat beside her daughter and watched her daughter practice her penmanship.


    She would personally oversee her children’s homework every night and would only retire to her room after they were done with their homework.


    She had invested in a restaurant and an amusement park at Ye City recently. While she wasn’t in charge of the operations and management of these facilities, she would pay close attention to the daily operations of these facilities.


    She was very rich and her fortune was enough for her and her children not to have to worry about money for the rest of their lives even if she did not work.


    However, she would still keep herself busy by making investments and attending charitable events. She had even invested 30 million dors in aedic movie recently that was due to air next year.


    She would make sure that she kept herself up to date with the progress of this film and she hoped that the film would be able to do well at the box office next year.


    She had gradually grown used to the pace of life after spending a year at Ye City.


    Her life wasn’t perfect but she was happy.


    She would still think about her life at Mang Vige and Ming City once in a while and also remembered the man who had loved her wholeheartedly. She couldn’t help but sigh each time she thought of Jiahang.


    Some people and some things were destined to remain in the past.


    She couldn’t help but click on that familiar disy picture in the middle of the night and this seemed toe subconsciously to her.


    She clicked on his disy picture that night and she scrolled through the updates he had posted on his WeChat Moments.


    Jiahang would post an update almost every day recently and there were times when he would only post once a day while there were others when he would make several posts in a day.


    He had posted a picture of the newly constructed farm and a group photograph of himself with several vigers from Mang Vige.


    He Xiyan noticed that Jiahang was still as tall and as strong as she remembered. His hairstyle had not changed at all.


    It had been a while since they hadst contacted each other and thest time they had spoken was six months ago when he told her that the renovation of the mansion he had been building at Ye City wasplete. He also told her that he could be giving the mansion to her.


    She didn’t want to ept his gift but he still mailed the keys and relevant documentation over to her.


    She had gone to have a look at the house. It was very beautifully renovated and it was an exact replica of the drawing she had drawn. The furniture in the house were all selected in ordance with her taste preferences.


    She didn’t move into the house but she would ask the maids to head over to clean the house once a month.


    She ced a hand over her chest and she was always left with a dull ache in her heart each time she thought of Jiahang.


    Jiahang, I hope you’re happier than I am.


    He Xiyan whispered soundlessly to the man on the screen.


    There were some kinds of love that were even more beautiful because of theck of hurt, betrayal, and conflict. She felt happy each time she looked back on this rtionship.