Chapter 338: 338: The truth is revealed, the ice and snow confession succeeded (second update
“Because until her death, your mother still yearned for the Lu Family’s second son, Lu Jingyuan.”
Jiang Zhi remained silent, his gaze gradually growing cold.
He clenched his fists tightly, his voice trembling as he shouted at Jiang Zhi, “It’s all Guan Wansu’s fault! I despise her, I wish I could grind her bones to dust. If it weren’t for her, how could my son have died? He was only twenty-two, my best son, the heir to the Jiang Family.” Her gaze was venomous, piercing through Jiang Zhi as if she were looking at his mother, “Brother Zhi, you look too much like her.”
Too similar, especially the eyes, exactly the sa.
So similar that she wished she could strangle him in his cradle.
Outside the window, it was already dark. In the dim light, his peach blossom eyes shone brightly, “Is it because of this that you hate ?”
Xu Jiuru drank the cold tea, her emotions gradually stabilizing, “I detest your mother, but you are also my own grandson, the only son of Weixuan. On one hand, I wish I could strangle you; on the other, I want to make it up to you.”
He pressed her relentlessly, “So, you let suffer from a chronic illness while simultaneously seeking doctors everywhere to preserve my life?”
She didn’t deny it, her eyes brimming with hot tears as she looked at him, “Brother Zhi, grandma has wronged you.”
She raised her hand, the years had not been kind to her. The skin on the back of her hand was loose, blue veins protruded through the epidermis, age spots darkened. She had only reached halfway when Jiang Zhi stepped back,
Her hand stiffened, and after a long while, she withdrew it, “I won’t tamper with your dicine anymore. Shiyu has also co back, I will make sure he cures you.”
And what if I’m cured?
As if nothing had happened?
He had never been a magnanimous or kind person. Standing up, he picked up the docunts on the table, “I’ll take these shares. They are what you owe .”
His eyes were slightly red, yet his gaze was still calm.
“You have raised , and I will use this kindness to offset what you owe . I will not hold a grudge against you for harming , but I will not forgive you either,” his gaze was like an autumn well, serene yet unfathomably cold, “From now on, I will no longer trust you.”
“Brother Zhi…”
Xu Jiuru’s throat choked, and as she began to speak, she broke into tears, “It’s all my fault, I’m the one who hard you.”
His gaze was cold, and finally, he bowed, “Grandma, take care of yourself.” After saying that, he pushed the door open and left.
“Brother Zhi!”
Xu Jiuru felt a choking in her chest, her vision darkened, and she staggered, falling back into her chair, gasping for air, her head tilted back as she took deep breaths.
Ah Gui shouted, “Old Madam.”
“Old Madam!”
As Jiang Zhi exited the room, he paused.
“Zhou Xufang.”
Zhou Xufang walked up, took his hand, and led him away.
If she hadn’t led him away, he might have softened his heart. More than twenty years of nurturing, whether genuine or not, Xu Jiuru had after all loved him, regardless of her motives. She had raised Jiang Zhi from infancy to the present.
Back in the room, Jiang Zhi pulled Zhou Xufang into his arms, “Did you hear all that?”
“Yes.” Her brows were furrowed, “Do you believe what she said?”
Jiang Zhi was undecided, “There are no holes in her story, it’s either true or mostly true.”
Zhou Xufang was unwavering, “I don’t believe it.”
She did not care whether the words were true or false, she didn’t trust Xu Jiuru.
“Jiang Zhi, I can’t trust anyone who has hurt you. If Xu Jiuru truly cared for you, truly considered you family, she wouldn’t behave like this. I have no evidence to prove this, but I compare it to myself. You are also my family, the person I care about. Even if I were in that situation, even if you betrayed , even if you did sothing I couldn’t accept, even if I hated you, I would never turn against you, not matter how deep the hatred.” Her eyes clear and focused, all on him, “But Xu Jiuru could do it, and not just once or twice, but for twenty-four years. Maybe it’s my mistrust or lack of generosity, but I just feel that she can’t be trusted.”
She was lucid, being an observer.
But Jiang Zhi was personally involved, his vision clouded, the truth obscured like mist; he couldn’t quite grasp Xu Jiuru’s true intentions.
After a mont of thought, he said, “Zhou Xufang, I trust you.”
The sun had completely set now, and the lanterns in the Jiang estate were lit.
The arhat pine that Xue Bingxue damaged with fireworks on New Year’s Eve sprouted new buds, finally showing green.
Xue Bingxue called Jiang Wei’er under the tree.
“Wei’er,” he had been anxiously waiting for three days and couldn’t wait any longer, so he ca to the Jiang estate, “you haven’t answered the question I asked you that day.”
Jiang Wei’er looked at him, silent for a long ti.
He was very nervous, sweating on his back, and he asked again, “Would you like to be my girlfriend?”
As long as she nodded.
He would move heaven and earth for her, pluck stars barehanded for her, and never look at anyone else.
She neither nodded nor shook her head, “Sotis I think of Xiao Linsu, think of Lin Shuang. Although I’ve let go, it still makes uncomfortable when I think back. Every ti like this, you are always around , impossible to drive away, then with a hundred annoying ways you make briefly forget the things on my mind. I don’t know if it’s because of this, but I’ve beco dependent on you.”
Xue Bingxue didn’t understand; he didn’t know whether she was agreeing or refusing. He stood there, lost, his gaze frantic.
“Bingxue, I don’t love you as deeply as you love yet,” she stepped forward, “still, do you want to date ?”
There wasn’t a single star in the sky.
But in his eyes, there were stars everywhere. He smiled and nodded vigorously, “I’m not greedy, just a little bit of your affection is enough for .” He held out his little finger, gesturing a tiny bit, just a tiny bit.
As long as she liked him just a bit, he would be happy for a lifeti.
Jiang Wei’er reached out her hand to him, “Then let’s date.”
He moved his hands from behind his back to the front, spreading them open to reveal a cellphone in his palm, “I recorded it, you can’t back out now.” After saving the recording, he wiped the sweat from his palm and grabbed her hand.
Jiang Wei’er laughed, “Am I the kind of person who doesn’t keep her promises?” And he had even made a recording.
He reached out with his other hand too, holding both of her hands in his, “Wei’er, I really like you a lot.” He was excited and shy, “Since, since you pulled down my pants when you were fourteen.”
Jiang Wei’er: “…”
That was a bet she had with Xue Baoyi—if she dared to pinch Xue Bingxue’s butt, Xue Baoyi would give her a signed, limited edition nunchaku from a world champion.
Jiang Wei’er had forgotten where she lost that nunchaku, but she still rembered because of that incident, Xue Bingxue avoided her for three months.
The past was unbearable to look back upon, and the atmosphere beca very awkward.
“Third Young Master.”
Gui Family arrived just in ti to break the awkwardness, “Old Madam isn’t feeling well, please co and see her.”
Embarrassed, Jiang Wei’er tried to pull her hand back, but Xue Bingxue held on tight; she let it be and asked Gui Family, “Bothered by Brother Zhi, right?”
Gui Family nodded.
“You go and attend to my mother, I need to talk to Jiang Zhi.” She still needed to confirm with Jiang Zhi about the matter of drugging.
Reluctantly, Xue Bingxue let go of Jiang Wei’er’s hand, “Then I’ll co look for you later.” He kept looking back as he walked away.
Xu Jiuru coughed up so blood again.
Xue Bingxue took her pulse, diagnosed her with excessive internal heat, prescribed so herbal dicine, and advised Xu Jiuru to rest.
Xu Jiuru handed the prescription to Ah Gui, and politely thanked Xue Bingxue, “Thank you for the trouble.”
Joy apparent in his eyes, Xue Bingxue no longer hid it, “Wei’er and I are now boyfriend and girlfriend, no need to be so formal with .”
Xu Jiuru’s furrowed brows relaxed, and a smile finally appeared on her face, “That girl has finally co to her senses.”
Xue Bingxue smiled sheepishly.
It was almost ti for dinner, and Jiang Zhi had already left with Zhou Xufang. Jiang Wei’er found she had missed them, and at the staircase on the first floor, she ran into Jiang Fuxi.
She stopped Jiang Wei’er, “Auntie.”
“Mhm?”
Jiang Wei’er turned around to see her holding an orange cat.
“He Xi seems to have an upset stomach; he’s been vomiting. I’m going to take him to the vet. Grandma’s soup is still simring in the kitchen, could you help take it to her?”
As the Old Madam wasn’t very fond of cats, Jiang Fuxi’s cat seldom ventured into the front hall—Jiang Wei’er just then rembered her orange cat was nad He Xi.
So skinny, aren’t orange cats supposed to be fat?
Jiang Wei’er looked at the cat drooping weakly in Jiang Fuxi’s arms, “Okay.”
Jiang Fuxi thanked her and then left the house with He Xi.
“ow.”
“ow.”
With such listless ows, it couldn’t be too serious, could it?
Jiang Wei’er went to the kitchen.
“Linsu’s agent is about to be released from prison.”
It was the Old Madam’s voice, intermittent and faint.
The door was unguarded, and Jiang Wei’er carried the tray over.
“When Wei’er ca to then, I couldn’t refuse her; I had to let it slide, even though that woman was convicted, she was only sentenced to six months and will be released soon.”
“Aunt, what are you trying to say?”
It was Xue Bingxue.
“I just want to remind you to keep it tight, lest Wei’er finds out what we did with Xiao Linsu—”
“Crash.”
A porcelain bowl fell to the ground and shattered.
Xue Bingxue turned around as the door was pushed open from outside, he panicked, “Wei, Wei’er…”
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