enjoyebooks Chapter 1361: Never to Be Forgotten
Chapter 1361: Never to Be Forgotten
As they walked out of the Jiang Family’s main gate, Zhuang Shaoyang’s face turned somber, and he said to Jiang Jingheng, "Your cousin is truly a scoundrel."It’s hard to believe that such a person could be a descendant of someone like Old Sir Jiang.
Jiang Jingheng didn’t respond. Jiang Yutai was certainly a character; now he couldn’t rise to power.
In Ruan Xinyu’s mind, she thought Jiang Yutai was a scoundrel, but could he really be something else? Just look at the disgrace he faced earlier.
" Don’t interfere in Jiaojiao’s affairs from now on," Zhuang Zeyang suddenly spoke.
Zhuang Shaoyang, upon hearing this, suddenly glanced at Mu Yan and saw her staring straight ahead, her face expressionless, which made him suddenly tense.
Sometimes it’s better to speak things openly, and avoid misunderstandings with Nuannuan.
He looked at Zhuang Zeyang and said, "I’ve thought it through. I owe Chu Xing, but raising Jiaojiao until adulthood should be enough to repay his kindness. Now, I just hope Jiaojiao finds a place to belong, and from now on, we’ll go our separate ways."
"Second Uncle thinks well, but she may not be willing," Zhuang Yi, who hadn’t spoken all along, suddenly said, "I suspect she still doesn’t know she’s not a daughter of the Zhuang Family, so I think this matter should be made public, to prevent her from always being discontented, thinking Nuannuan has taken everything from her."
Publicize? Zhuang Shaoyang furrowed his brows.
He hesitated a bit, "This..."
"No need," Mu Yan suddenly spoke.
Zhuang Shaoyang looked at her abruptly, and he was visibly moved; Nuannuan, she...
"Even if we don’t tell her, Jiang Yutai and the others will eventually tell her," Mu Yan said indifferently, turning her head to glance at Zhuang Shaoyang with a distant tone, "So you don’t need to be troubled."
"Nuannuan, I..."
Mu Yan didn’t want to hear his explanation, interrupting him, "I need to go back and pack Chenchen’s things, so I won’t join Uncle and Aunt for lunch."
"No problem, go ahead, but don’t tire yourself out," Ruan Xinyu said gently.
"I understand," Mu Yan nodded.
With Zhuang Yi there, Jiang Jingheng didn’t need to send Zhuang Zeyang and the others off.
On the way, Ruan Xinyu couldn’t help but say to Zhuang Zeyang, "Shao Yang, it’s not me criticizing you, but look at the things you’ve done. If you keep entangling with Liang Rong and her daughter, Nuannuan might never forgive you in this lifetime."
"Sister-in-law, that’s not my intention," Zhuang Chujiao explained, "I just..."
"Second Madam Jiang might not be great, but she said one thing right. You don’t have any blood relation with Jiaojiao, so why should her marriage have anything to do with you? It’s ridiculous."
Zhuang Shaoyang was momentarily speechless, offering no explanation.
Even sister-in-law thought he was biased towards Jiaojiao; Nuannuan surely must think the same.
The alley was the same as before, but this time Mu Yan felt it was a bit desolate. Along the way, she met several neighbors who urged her to accept the changing situation calmly.
Mu Yan acknowledged each of them politely and expressed her gratitude.
She pushed open the door and entered, suddenly feeling a chill seep into her pores, making her shiver.
The large house was empty, devoid of any vitality. Mu Yan’s spirit tablet was placed on the counter, and the photo selected was the one from his ID card, black and white, exuding a faint sense of loneliness.
Mu Yan took some incense from beside the table, lit it, paid her respects, and then inserted the incense into the censer.
Looking at the young face in the photo, a sharp pang filled her heart. She stood there for a while before she went to the room to start packing.
Instead of being reminded of the person through objects, it’s better to preserve everything in memory, never forgetting.