“You’re divorcing me?” Mrs. Jiang stared at the agreement without reaching out to take it.
Her usual elegance vanished at that moment, tears streamed down in big drops. “Did I do something wrong? You think I did wrong too? How can you treat me like this, Jiang Huanye, what about your conscience!”
“Look at what you’re doing, you’re like someone who’s lost her mind, concealing things for your own family. You don’t blame the ones who made mistakes but instead trouble your own biological daughter and even recognize a nobody as your own. I’ve warned you twice, Song Shuling, you should go back to the Song Family and reflect, see if your relatives are as wonderful as you imagine!” Mr. Jiang was beyond enraged.
The Mrs. Jiang before him felt like a stranger, or perhaps he had never truly understood her.
Decades of marriage, and it only took one issue for them to become unfamiliar with each other.
Mrs. Jiang refused to speak to Mr. Jiang any further, instead turning to look at Jiang Yisen and Jiang Yunchuan: “What about you two? Do you think the same? That I should divorce your father.”
Jiang Yisen’s face was emotionless, and it seemed his mood was not good either. “There is another way; you can sever ties with your father and his family. From then on, you have nothing to do with them. Even if the Song Family is ruined, they do not need your rescue. Are you willing?”
Mrs. Jiang’s eyes widened in anger. “Jiang Yisen! How can you say such outrageous things! They are your family too.”
Jiang Yisen sneered coldly. “I do not have such family members, those involved in gray businesses even using my name. The police have started investigating the Jiang family. Mother, even so, do you still want to protect the Song Family?”
“The Jiang Family is substantial and successful, why would we fear a police investigation? And since you’re not involved, just a little bribe when the time comes, and this matter will be over. What’s there to even think about?”
Upon hearing Mrs. Jiang’s words,
Disappointment filled Jiang Yisen’s eyes.
Bribes?
Police won’t accept bribes; that approach won’t work. He wasn’t involved, but the Song family used his name, planning from the start to bring him down. If he got investigated, they’d find a way to bail themselves out too.
Jiang Yisen took a deep breath and said to Mr. Jiang, “Dad, your decision to divorce is correct. Mother, even if you go back to the Song family, you are still my mother.”
Jiang Yisen decided, even if it greatly harms the Jiang Family, he would not fish the Song Family out of trouble. If they were to die, let them die alone.
Jiang Yunchuan remained silent.
He really didn’t know what to say.
It would be a lie to say he wasn’t sad.
But what their mother had done was truly too much.
He couldn’t comprehend whether the Song Family had brainwashed her, turning her into this.
[Perhaps you shouldn’t divorce then. If she becomes hateful enough to hire someone to assassinate me, how wrongful could that be? Sis is already in the hospital, I want to keep living well. Sigh, and I’m not sure about Sis’s current situation, all the consequences of her indulging Chu Muxi! But then, what’s the point of blaming Ms. Song now after all that has happened?]
Those who could hear the inner thoughts remained silent.
Right.
What point is there to blame anymore?
Better to cut the losses in time.
Mrs. Jiang saw their attitude.
Her heart felt like it had a hole pierced through it, cold winds piercing it, leaving her disheartened and despairing.
She took the divorce agreement, flipped through it. Mr. Jiang’s name was already filled in, only hers was missing.
Her hand trembling, she wrote her crooked name on it.
Then she flung the divorce agreement onto Mr. Jiang, “We’ll meet at the Civil Affairs Bureau.”
She held her head high, her smile mocking, “Don’t regret treating me this way.”
With that, she turned and walked away.
“Wait a minute.” Mr. Jiang’s voice rose.
Mrs. Jiang stopped but thought of many things: if Mr. Jiang apologized, tore up the divorce agreement, added Chu Muxi to the Jiang Family’s household register, and then helped rescue Song Shi Zhao from the Song Family’s plight, she would forgive them.
She turned coldly, her eyes slanting toward Mr. Jiang, “What else do you want?”
Mr. Jiang fell silent for a moment, then pointed at Chu Muxi, “Take your divorce settlement with you, too. I have only one biological daughter, Nannan. Wherever she came from, you can take her back. She will not be allowed to set foot in the Jiang Family home.”
Mrs. Jiang almost died from anger.
Her face turned beet red.
“Xixi, let’s go back to grandpa’s house!” Mrs. Jiang said through clenched teeth.
Chu Muxi was stunned by this turn of events: “Ah?”
But wasn’t…
Her initial goal was to return to the Jiang Family, wasn’t it?
What did the Song Family amount to? She certainly didn’t want to go to the slums.
“You probably won’t be able to leave.” Jiang Nanshu said with a smile to Mrs. Jiang and Chu Muxi.
Mrs. Jiang was furious, “What more do you want? You are nothing but a jinx.”
Jiang Nanshu ignored her cursing.
Jiang Yunchuan, on the other hand, couldn’t hold back any longer, “Mom, don’t speak out of line.”
He didn’t have that illness now, all thanks to Jiang Nanshu.
Although helping him wasn’t her intention, she still saved his life.
Jiang Nanshu pointed at the door, “The police you called are here, we all need to take a trip to the police station, I’m suing Chu Muxi for attempted murder!”
The police were very efficient.
Director Wen immediately pulled up the surveillance from the set, which also proved that it was Chu Muxi who had tampered with it.
She thought it was a blind spot, not knowing that Director Wen had installed a mini-surveillance camera to prevent any accidents and had captured evidence of Chu Muxi’s intentional harm.
Chu Muxi would be detained by the local police for fifteen days, compensate the injured party for losses, pay for emotional distress, and apologize.
So the only ones returning to Beijing were Mr. and Mrs. Jiang.
The group arrived at the hotel they were staying at.
Jiang Yisen looked at Jiang Nanshu, wanting to say something but hesitated.
Jiang Nanshu was waiting for him to blame her; by whistleblowing this time, she dragged the Jiang Family down too, which was an extremely troublesome matter for Jiang Yisen.
He walked closer, eventually just raising his hand to rub her head, his smile lazy, “It’s okay for you to stay in Port City for a while longer, I’m catching a plane back to Beijing tonight, so I can’t accompany you.”
He was in a somewhat bad mood.
As for Chu Muxi’s fate, nobody cared.
Jiang Nanshu looked down sadly, “Big brother, I only intended to report Song Shizhao, I didn’t expect it to implicate your company, I’m sorry.”
“Don’t blame yourself, it’s my negligence and too much trust in them that led to this loss. Even if it weren’t now, it would have happened later. This is actually a good thing; it’s better that it came to light early so I can minimize the losses in time,” Jiang Yisen said with a smile, his words laced with a sense of relief.
Jiang Nanshu: “…”
This couldn’t even stir their disgust?
How was she supposed to proceed with her plans!
She managed a strained smile, “It’s good that you can let go of it; if the company goes bankrupt, I just hope I have a place to live.”
Jiang Nanshu directly attacked his Achilles’ heel.
Jiang Yisen regarded the Jian Family very seriously.
He raised his hand to flick her forehead, “Even if it goes bankrupt, I won’t let you go hungry.”
Then he turned to Jiang Yunchuan: “I’m leaving now. Oh, and Yun Chuan, later go to the hospital to check on Yiyi; I won’t be visiting her.”