Everyone Wants to Pamper the Bigshot Researcher After Her Rebirth!

Chapter 494: Pearl Ring

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“This is something that puzzled me too,” Li Feng said, frowning and looking a bit sad. “We knew each other since we were kids. Your grandfather loved sports and was always in great shape.”

Seeing he had stopped speaking, Song Fan became anxious and quickly asked, “Do you remember when his health started to decline?”

Li Feng thought for a moment before saying, “It seemed to start the day after your parents’ wedding. He was hospitalized, supposedly for a stroke. But given his strong constitution, he recovered quickly. However, his health kept deteriorating after that.”

“Sigh, out of all of us, he was the healthiest. I never expected him to be the first to go.”

Li Na gently held her grandfather’s hand, wanting to comfort him but unsure what to say. She looked at Song Fan, who also appeared sad, and decided to change the topic.

They chatted about the jewelry design plan, and only then did the two seem to shake off their sadness.

However, even after she returned home from work, Song Fan kept thinking about what Old Mr. Li had said.

Previously, Charlie had warned her that her mother’s death and the Yu Family’s issues might be connected to Song Yi. Now it seemed there were clear traces of this connection.

Song Yi married Yu Wan, and the next day Yu Hua was hospitalized. His health declined, allowing his son-in-law to take over the Yu Family’s company, transforming it into the current Song Corporation.

Considering the will in the safe, Song Fan’s suspicions grew. Could her grandfather have seen through Song Yi’s facade early on and left the will to secure the last of the Yu Family’s assets for his descendants?

All of this gave her a headache. Unable to sleep, she got up to study the design sketches.

Kevin’s words had also touched her. She no longer needed to live the life of a mercenary. Inheriting her grandfather’s legacy wasn’t a bad idea.

As she looked at the exquisite jewelry in the sketches, she could imagine her grandfather being a meticulous and aesthetically refined person. Each design exuded elegance and nobility, and even after more than ten years, they remained classics.

One design in particular, a set of pearl jewelry, caught her eye. The style and concept were both ingenious. The playful design highlighted both the gentle and strong aspects of women—something many current brands lacked.

Song Fan closed her eyes, visualizing the lines of these jewelry pieces.

Suddenly, she saw a woman’s slender fingers, adorned with a pink pearl ring.

“Fanfan, come to mommy,” a gentle voice called.

When Song Fan opened her eyes again, they were filled with tears because she remembered that those hands belonged to her mother, Yu Wan.

Her mother had always treated her gently, even when Song Fan was a bit mischievous and often quarreled with Song Kai. Yu Wan never scolded them and always treated them with kindness.

Remembering her mother’s favorite pearl ring and her gentle, beautiful face, Song Fan found new inspiration for a jewelry design. She would combine the pearl’s softness and resilience as the main style of her new jewelry brand.

Her mother’s favorite ring had been designed by her grandfather. This legacy was something she couldn’t abandon.

However, the ring wasn’t in the safe, likely in Song Yi’s possession. Song Fan remembered that Yu Wan never took off that ring.

As a child, she hadn’t understood why her mother always wore this ring that wasn’t her wedding ring. Now she realized it was her grandfather’s loving wish for his daughter—a ring designed by Yu Hua for his daughter.

Only the ring had been made from that series, so Yu Wan had treasured it.

It was the first time since returning that Song Fan had actively sought out Song Yi in his study. He seemed surprised, “You, you need something?”

They rarely communicated alone, making Song Yi seem a bit uneasy.

Song Fan also felt awkward. She had to build up a lot of mental resolve to come in.

“I remember mom had a favorite pink pearl ring that she always wore,” Song Fan said, gesturing the size of the ring. “Dad, I want to draw inspiration from that ring for my designs. Do you have mom’s belongings?”

“What ring? I’ve never seen it,” Song Yi said, standing up nervously and denying it outright. “Never seen it, don’t know what you’re talking about.”

His nervousness was evident, and Song Fan sensed that he was hiding something.