Quadruplets’ Charm: The Tycoon’s Hidden Heirs
Chapter 315: Know Three, Act Three

Chapter 315: Chapter 315: Know Three, Act Three

But when Tang Yu stepped out of the shop, hurrying to the next one, she looked up and saw the residential complex not far ahead.

It was the complex where she now lived.

Had she reached the end? Why was there nothing more? Her children hadn’t been found yet, how could there be nothing?

Standing there, Tang Yu’s tears suddenly welled up, "Junjun... Zhengzheng... Haohao... Xibao... Don’t scare Mommy, okay? Are you playing hide-and-seek with Mommy? Can you come out, please? Mommy is very scared... My children... It’s my fault, I shouldn’t have left you alone, I shouldn’t have stopped watching over you, it’s all my fault..."

Tang Yu was filled with regret and would rather have died; if something truly had happened to the children, she couldn’t go on living...

She then went on to other places the children had been to, searching until nightfall. Tang Yu didn’t return to the complex but went directly to the cemetery instead.

No one comes to the cemetery at night.

Yet Tang Yu did.

Unable to find her children, she felt so helpless she placed her hopes on Yu Zhaohui.

She placed the fresh flowers she was holding in front of Yu Zhaohui’s gravestone.

Tang Yu, with tears in her eyes, "Mom, are you okay? I... I’m not okay, the children are lost, I can’t find them. Can you tell me where the children are?"

The bleak cemetery, the wind passing through, was chilling to the bone.

But Tang Yu wasn’t afraid at all. What could she possibly be afraid of now?

Nothing was more frightening than losing her children!

"Mom, I really don’t know what to do now, I can’t live without the children, can you guide me, please?" Tang Yu cried so hard she was gasping for breath, collapsing onto the gravestone.

It was as if the gravestone was not a gravestone, but her mother holding her gently, watching over her.

Exhausted from crying, Tang Yu’s body continued to shiver.

Wasn’t there a saying about dreams being sent from the dead?

If she stayed close to her mother’s gravestone, might she receive one in a dream?

Mother, help me...

She didn’t know how long she had slept when a shout jolted Tang Yu back to consciousness. Turning her face, she saw an old man looking at her in horror.

"Who... who are you? You’re a person, right? Why are you sleeping here?" The old man shone his flashlight on her, sweeping it up and down Tang Yu’s body.

Tang Yu stood up, "I came to visit my mother..."

The old man understood. Seeing her covered in frost from the cold, he compassionately said, "Then don’t sleep here! Come down first and warm up in my room."

After descending the hill, she entered the room as stated by the old man.

It was actually the cemetery caretaker’s rest area, and tonight the old man was on duty.

The air conditioning was on inside. When the wave of warmth enveloped her, it made Tang Yu’s body involuntarily shiver even more.

She must have been numb from the cold and was suddenly unable to adjust.

"Good thing I’ve been doing this for decades, otherwise, anyone else who saw you sleeping in front of a gravestone would have been scared to death," said the old man as he poured her a cup of hot water, "Warm up, or you’ll get sick."

"Thank you."

"Missing your mother?" he asked.

Tang Yu, with moist eyes, gazed out at the pitch-black night through the window.

She had clearly fallen asleep, so why hadn’t her mother sent her any dreams?

Nothing at all...

"Make a phone call, have your family pick you up," said the old man.

Tang Yu lowered her head, "... I came here to find my family."

Her only family was already gone, even the children were lost; what family did she have left...

The old man felt sorry for her. In his more than twenty years of experience, he had seen the filial and the unfilial but had never before seen someone sleeping next to a gravestone.

The New Year was coming, and people would only miss their loved ones more.

"May I stay here until dawn?"

"I only have one room here."

"Just sitting will be fine."

"All right, I’ll keep the air conditioning on for you." The old man couldn’t help her any more than that.

"Thank you."

The next day, as dawn was barely breaking, Tang Yu left the resting place.

After another visit to Yu Zhaohui’s grave, she left the cemetery in sadness.

Back on the streets, the footsteps of people hurrying to work filled the air.

Tang Yu thought it was close to the New Year, and it must be almost time for holidays.

But where were her children?

Unable to withstand the pressure, her vision swirled, and she stumbled forward, falling to the ground with a sharp pain in her elbow and knee.

"Are you alright? Is it serious?" a passerby asked.

Tang Yu lifted her face, glanced at the concerned stranger, "I’m fine." Then she struggled to her feet.

She pulled out her cell phone and showed a picture of the quadruplets to the stranger, "Have you seen them?"

"So cute! Sorry, I haven’t seen them."

"Thank you." Tang Yu lowered her hand and started walking forward, moving like a zombie.

An advertisement for skincare products was playing on the public television, the endorser was someone she recognized, Weng Lai, who had once seduced Ye Sihan.

An idea suddenly flashed through Tang Yu’s mind, could she use the internet to find her children?

Thinking of this, she immediately started to look for people she could contact through her phone.

She had previously added a staff member of a variety show. If she could appear on the television, could she find her children?

The staff member directly arranged a meeting for her at the TV station.

"Xiaozhao, is it possible?"

"Who are you looking for?" Xiaozhao poured her a cup of coffee.

"Four children."

"Children?"

Xiaozhao, with his keen sense, leaned in closer. It was too common for celebrities to have children secretly, he asked, "Yours?"

"Yes." Tang Yu nodded. "They are quadruplets. I’m really desperate right now. Can the TV station help me do a missing person’s announcement?"

"With whom did you have them?"

"A regular person." Tang Yu didn’t want to elaborate.

"The TV station indeed has a family searching program that’s currently recording, and finding children is possible too. Do you want to go on TV? I have to report this to the station manager, though. The guest list is already set, and if we need to make changes, the decision isn’t mine to make," Xiaozhao said.

"I understand." Tang Yu clasped his hand as if grabbing onto a lifeline, "I’ll give you anything you ask for if it succeeds, even my life!"

"That’s too extreme, I’ll do my best."

Weng Lai, who was lurking in the shadows, overheard the conversation between Tang Yu and Zhao Yan. After Tang Yu left, her face lit up with vicious scheming.

Did Tang Yu actually have children with another man, did the powerful lord of Kyoto know this?

Whether he knew or not, she’d first pay to spread the news about Tang Yu having children.

She wants to find her children, doesn’t she?

The bigger the commotion, the better! And she shouldn’t thank her too much!

While waiting for news from the TV station, Tang Yu didn’t sit idle but continued the search for her children everywhere.

How could she possibly rest when every passing second was like being tortured.

It was a living hell.

"Is that her?"

"That’s her, I quite like the roles she plays. However, she never got famous. It’s hard to tell she’s had kids..."

"She looks even prettier than on TV."

"No matter how pretty, if the character is bad, you’d still despise her."

"A mistress is hateful, having a child with a married man, knowingly a third wheel."

"That kind of woman wouldn’t get married in our village."

"Even if she begged me, I wouldn’t marry her, maybe just for fun, haha."

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