Chapter 347: Chapter 347: Administering Drugs
Mrs. Jiang looked at him coldly.
Even a servant could bully her.
Mrs. Jiang straightened her back, “Is he someone I absolutely have to save? He has a father and a mother. He commits a crime and goes to prison, and I, his aunt, have to fish him out? There’s no such reasoning in the world!”
“You!” The Song Family’s butler snorted coldly, “Truly ingrate!”
He had served the Song Family all his life and knew everything inside out.
A haze of confusion and sourness clouded Mrs. Jiang’s heart.
“When are you going to stand outside and embarrass yourself? Get in here!”
It was Old Madam Song’s voice.
Her spirits were not well, and after all, she was an old woman in her seventies, unable to bear such turmoil.
Mrs. Jiang took a deep breath and walked in.
“What are you going mad for? What’s the fuss?” Old Madam Song spoke, her eyes stripped of the past affection for Mrs. Jiang, showing only disgust.
Mrs. Jiang mocked herself, “All my money is gone, you don’t provide me with a place to live, ignore me, don’t cook my meals… Am I your punching bag? Is Song Shizhao’s imprisonment my fault? Why are you treating me this way? You needed to borrow money, and I lent it, but why did you change your attitude after borrowing it? What do I owe you?”
“It is you who owes us! You will never be able to repay it in your lifetime!” Old Sir Song’s voice, full of strength, resounded.
His eyes looked at Mrs. Jiang with disgust.
Mrs. Jiang felt a sting in her heart and, with tears in her eyes, forced a bitter smile, “So, I really am not your daughter, and Chu Xin is your own daughter. That’s why you bribed a nurse to take away my daughter nineteen years ago to have me recognize Chu Muxi as my god-daughter, to enjoy the resources of the Jiang Family, right?”
Old Sir Song fell silent for a moment before slowly saying, “Now that you’ve discovered it, there’s no point in pretending. Yes, it is as you say. You owe us this. I have endured the disgust of raising you, a bastard child. What’s wrong with contributing a little back to the Song Family? If it wasn’t for your blabbing, how could Jiang Huanye have come to investigate us, causing us to lose a great amount of money? Isn’t it right to use your money to fill this hole?”
“Were it not for your good daughter, who harmed Yichen and still sought to harm Shi Zhao, I would have done more than just throw you out. Killing you wouldn’t even be enough to vent my frustration!” Old Sir Song said indifferently, “From now on, you have nothing to do with our Song Family.”
Tears slid down Mrs. Jiang’s face.
All along, the family she relied on had only wanted to use her, casting her aside when she was no longer of value with a ruthless kick.
She looked at Old Madam Song, “Mom, are you really going to do this to me too?”
Old Madam Song’s expression wavered, but the sight of Mrs. Jiang caused her great pain. Mrs. Jiang was a child born under coercion, a reminder of nightmares. Now that she was old and didn’t have many years left, she had started to let go of the past.
Her expression somber, she said, “Shuling, you should go. Don’t come back again.”
Mrs. Jiang had been driven out by the butler.
She weakly knelt on the ground.
Covering her face, she wept bitterly.
What was she even doing?
Why was the truth so cruel to her?
Nannan…
Just thinking of Jiang Nanshu made her heart twist in pain.
She slapped herself hard.
How could she have said those venomous words to her daughter, how could she have bullied her for the sake of the Song Family, how could she have been influenced by Chu Muxi when Mr. Jiang acknowledged only Jiang Nanshu as his daughter?
Mrs. Jiang suddenly thought of Jiang Nanshu at the beginning, how she had been proper and reserved with everyone, not causing trouble like later. She had got along well with Jiang Leyi and had been admitted to the best high school in their area with top marks. Mrs. Jiang hadn’t paid much attention later when Jiang Nanshu’s grades plummeted, focusing all her attention on Jiang Leyi, her outstanding daughter.
Was it since then…
Her daughter had changed?
This person who usurped her body, lived with them for three years, turned her life upside down, and still expected her to clean up the mess, and yet she had so misunderstood her.
Just the thought…
Made Mrs. Jiang pound her own chest with regret.
She should have believed Nannan.
She should have believed her own children.
What had she done!
Mrs. Jiang got up from the ground and hurried to Beijing People’s Hospital.
Jiang Jingcheng had the late shift in the emergency department today. He was a bit surprised when he saw Mrs. Jiang, “Mom? What are you doing here?”
He looked her up and down, his indifferent expression unchanging, “How did you end up looking like this?”
“My second son, I’ve been deceived. I was tricked by the Song Family; they are not my family. They took all my money,” she sobbed.
Had it not been for the hospital staff who recognized Mrs. Jiang as Jiang Jingcheng’s mother,
they might have thought this woman who suddenly rushed in was a madwoman.
Jiang Jingcheng pinched the bridge of his nose and pulled out the paternity test from a drawer that had long been prepared, “I forgot to give this to you. You have no blood relation to your grandfather and have been confirmed as the biological mother and daughter with your grandmother. Oh, that’s not right, it seems you can’t call them grandfather and grandmother anymore, as you’ve also been kicked out of the house.”
Mrs. Jiang felt a pang in her heart.
But it was the truth.
She read it line by line and finally came to accept the reality.
She was not a child of the Song Family.
And her birth father was unknown.
Mrs. Jiang’s eyes dimmed, “I have no face to see your father now. Because of the Song Family’s affairs, your elder brother had to help out, and he’s still overwhelmed. Nannan was right to report them; bad people should be punished by the law, but I said so many cruel words to her…”
Her voice choked up as she spoke, “Jingcheng, what should I do? Just thinking about how I hurt Nannan, my heart hurts so much. I really… want to die.”
Her voice quivered softly, tears streaming down her face.
She even blamed Jiang Nanshu for instigating discord between her and her biological family.
But everything Jiang Nanshu had said was true.
She had been delusional…
“I’ll go ask for her forgiveness…” Mrs. Jiang murmured, “Would she forgive me?”
Jiang Jingcheng watched her for a long while before saying, “Mom, people should empathize with others. It’s not that you ask for forgiveness, and she must forgive you. That’s all.”
Mrs. Jiang wiped her tears, unable to stem the flow.
Nannan…
Her Nannan…
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As December approached, the weather in Beijing grew colder.
November 30th was Lu Qingyan’s twenty-first birthday.
The birthday banquet was a grand affair, inviting tycoons from all over, all because Old Sir Lu had decided to hand over the company to Lu Qingyan after today.
The sky outside darkened, and Jiang Nanshu arrived fashionably late.
She wore a red velvet gown with a white mink coat over it, her makeup fully applied, stunningly beautiful, with her teardrop-shaped beauty mark at the corner of her eye resembling a drop of blood, animating as she looked around.
The bright hall was full of fragrant beauty, and the sound of the crowd’s chatter was somewhat noisy.
Lu Qingyan, the star of the evening, maintained a smile on his face while circulating among the guests under the guidance of Old Sir Lu.
As he spoke, he absentmindedly glanced around the room.
Jiang Nanshu hid in the shadows, silently watching him.
She took a glass of red wine from a server and discreetly dropped a sleeping pill into it where the surveillance cameras could see.