Jian Sirun followed Jian Xi out of the bedroom. "Doing this will only intensify the rift between you and Si Yuhuan. Aren’t you afraid Jiang Qing will seize the opportunity to get ahead?"
"Whatever." Jian Xi looked up at the sky. "I’ve had enough of these days."
Jian Sirun stared at Jian Xi’s back. My sister, you really have changed!
Si Yuhuan went to the Jian Family, only to be t with a closed door. "I’m sorry, son-in-law," a servant said, "our Master and Madam said that the Young Miss has gone abroad to relax. She won’t be back anyti soon, and it’s inconvenient to entertain guests at ho. Please see yourself out."
He was sowhat disheartened. Jian Xi was obviously avoiding him; she wanted a divorce, this ti for real.
Yan Qing reminded him, "Boss, we should go pick up Miss Jiang now."
「.....」
Si Yuhuan could never have anticipated the scene that awaited him when he went to pick up Jiang Qing; he was completely stunned. A woman was tearing a wooden chair apart with her bare hands. She looked as disheveled as a wild beast, her body shaking nonstop from either pain or fear. She was covered in self-inflicted bruises and bloodstains, with not a single patch of healthy skin visible. Her eyes were bloodshot, like those of an abused, trapped animal. The sight made his scalp tingle.
"Yuhan, Yuhan..." When Jiang Qing saw him, she clutched desperately at his trouser leg, tears streaming down her face like rain. She started to choke on her sobs, then her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.
"ngng?" Si Yuhuan felt as if his chest had been ripped open. He swept Jiang Qing into his arms and rushed out.
Jian Xi stepped out, coldly observing Si Yuhuan’s concern for Jiang Qing. She was like an emotionless robot. No one knew how much pain she was truly feeling in her heart. The man she loved had never loved her back and was exceedingly caring toward another woman. Even with the script for a second chance at life in her hands, she had still made such a ss of things. Suddenly, she even despised herself.
Jian Sirun was not a man of many words. He simply placed a large hand on her shoulder and remained silent. Jian Xi drew strength from this gesture and turned to bury herself in her brother’s embrace. Thankfully, she had living parents and brothers who adored her.
Si Yuhuan rushed to the hospital and handed Jiang Qing over to the doctors. Even for soone accustod to dramatic scenes, it was hard not to admit the sight was horrific.
"Quickly, get her into an examination room!" a doctor instructed, wiping sweat from their brow.
The young nurse muttered, "It’s like they tried to kill her! This is too horrific. She’s covered in rashes from the poison; she’s been poisoned half to death."
His fists clenched tightly, fury rising within him.
"Yuhan!" Jiang Qing suddenly regained consciousness and kept calling out for Si Yuhuan. As she wouldn’t stop calling his na, the doctor had no choice but to let Si Yuhuan accompany her during the bandaging process.
Jiang Qing was determined. No matter what, she couldn’t suffer for nothing. Si Yuhuan had to see the pain she endured; only then would he feel guilty. The more guilty he felt, the more she would gain.
Her agonized, hoarse screams filled the air as they bandaged her, almost completely wrapping her in gauze. After a few feeble coughs, Jiang Qing even spat out blood.
The doctor said gravely, "These are superficial, self-inflicted injuries caused by the patient reacting to pain. Her internal organs and muscles aren’t too severely affected. However, she had a previous ligant injury that hadn’t healed properly and has now suffered secondary damage. I’m afraid her left leg will have a slight, permanent impairnt from now on."
Jiang Qing burst into tears, throwing herself into Si Yuhuan’s arms. She sobbed uncontrollably, "Yuhan, I’m disabled now! Will you still want ?"
In the past, he would have said yes without hesitation. But now, realizing he might have developed feelings for Jian Xi, he hesitated.
"Yuhan, you despise for being disabled, don’t you?" Jiang Qing continued, her voice laced with sorrow. "I’m sorry. It was wrong of to pressure you. I’ll never do this again."
BANG! The door was flung open forcefully. Si Junyan stood there, his eyes red, looking at Jiang Qing, who was barely recognizable.
"Sister ng!" His heart ached. He roared at Si Yuhuan, "Big Brother, Sister ng is like this all because of you! If you don’t marry her, how can you live up to your promise? Look at her leg!"
Si Yuhuan’s gaze was heavy with guilt. He had once said he would marry Jiang Qing. But at that ti, he hadn’t fallen in love with Jian Xi. And Jiang Qing had done him a favor.
"Have you forgotten that Sister ng saved your life?" Si Junyan continued. "Without her, would you be where you are today? This is the second ti she has nearly lost her life for you!"
Jiang Qing sobbed, "Junyan, don’t pressure your big brother. I’m going to be disabled. I’m not worthy..."
"No," Si Yuhuan stated, "I will take care of you for the rest of your life."
After uttering those words, Si Yuhuan fled in panic.
Jiang Qing clenched her fists. Even after all this, he still won’t promise to marry ! I hate Jian Xi! I hate her to death!
Si Junyan ca to comfort her. "Big Brother is just overwheld right now. Sister ng, are you still in pain?"
With a ready-made spare tire like him, she wasn’t about to pass up the chance to use him. "Junyan," she said, her voice choked with emotion, "I’m so glad you’re here. Otherwise, I really..." She couldn’t finish her sentence, her voice choked with sobs.
Si Junyan clenched his fists, trying hard to suppress the romantic feelings stirring within him. He hugged her. "Sister ng, I’m still here for you! Look what I brought."
He took out a share authorization docunt. "Grandfather hasn’t regained consciousness yet, so I’m not technically entitled to give you these shares outright. However, I can delegate the full managent rights of these shares to you. Sister ng, are you happy with that?" he asked, like a child seeking praise.
Jiang Qing was taken aback for a mont. She had forgotten about that—the Old Master wasn’t dead, but he wasn’t awake either, which was a complication. Her contact had only told her to get the shares, not *how* to get them. So, this would have to do!
"Yes, I’m happy. But... aren’t you going to ask why I want these shares?"
Si Junyan shook his head. "If Sister ng wants them, there must be a good reason."
Jiang Qing nodded shyly, forgetting her face was currently swollen and bandaged. "Now that I’m also working at Haohan Group, I don’t want to always be overshadowed by Jian Xi."
"Sister ng, you’re not a vain person. I understand. You don’t need to explain. I’ll support you in whatever you do."
「....」
Wan Yu was at the hospital to change her dressings when she happened to pass by the ergency room. Hearing familiar voices inside, she leaned against the door to watch and then hit record on her phone.
BLECH! It was truly, utterly nauseating. Not only was she shalessly vying for the position of the richest man’s wife, but she was also stringing along his cousin as a backup. Wan Yu had seen countless trashy won, but never one as utterly vile as Jiang Qing. Thinking of the injustice and injuries she had endured because of that woman...
Wan Yu used her connections to push the video directly to the top of the trending searches.
Soon, everyone was lambasting Jiang Qing online for failing to snag the tycoon and then imdiately turning her attention to another young master of the Si family. "Scheming woman" and "gold digger" officially beca her new labels.
Wan Yu laughed until her sides ached. "Fantastic! That’s so satisfying." She had been wrongfully accused and imprisoned because of Jiang Qing. That woman had also caused her best friend, Jian Xi, to have a massive falling out with Si Yuhuan. They were still estranged and had even filed for divorce. Thinking of all this, Wan Yu’s hatred for Jiang Qing was bone-deep. Now, seizing this opportunity, she had struck a precise blow, dragging Jiang Qing’s reputation through the mud. Still dreaming of being the tycoon’s wife? Dream on!
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