Chapter 394 – A Confrontation With The Jiang Family III
"Bingqing … she just …" Zhan Lian wanted to speak up to defend her daughter.
Xian Zihao looked at her quietly. "She's just young and ignorant? Or is there something wrong with her mind?" As he spoke, the smile in his eyes gradually turned cold. "Jiang Bingqing is now twenty-four years old, and she is an adult. She has long secretly taken over marketing positions for several small businesses in your Jiang Family."
"She is your cousin, after all. Bingqing has been your cousin ever since you two were a child. Your mother loves her dearly. She has always been attached to you ever since she was young. Can't you let her go just because of those kinships? Furthermore, isn't Ruolan fine?"
Speaking to that, Zhan Lian suddenly looked at Senior Zhou, "Besides, Senior Zhou is here now. Honestly speaking, Guanyu and I really didn't think that Ruolan would be related to Senior Zhou, but honestly, if I really did something to her when she was young, how could she still be alive and healthy now? She ran away from home when she was seventeen, but her education and studying environment from the age of four to seventeen were all provided to her by the Jiang Family. We never treated her poorly, otherwise, she wouldn't have had the chance to go to university later on! There's also no way that she would be a small chief editor or something like that if it wasn't for us!"
"Ruolan, think about it, yes, I admitted that I was really cold to you at the time. Maybe I'm not as passionate as your mother, but you are now an adult. I think you can understand how a woman like me feels." Zhan Lian suddenly glared at Jiang Ruolan. "I didn't even leave a single wound on your body. Now you are just saying empty words. Who can prove it?"
Suddenly, the bamboo room door pushed open. Qin Gengxin, whom Jiang Ruolan hadn't seen for a long time, and Jiang Yijun, who shouldn't have appeared here, stood at the door.
Upon seeing the two of them, Jiang Ruolan, who had just swallowed a mouthful of food, suddenly choked and coughed repeatedly.
Xian Zihao also didn't expect the two of them to be here. Seeing that Jiang Ruolan was coughing badly, he immediately passed the glass of water and patted her back at the same time. "Here, drink some water."
Seeing the two people in front of the door, Zhan Lian immediately stiffened. She looked at them in surprise, then glared at Jiang Ruolan. "You actually dare to team up with someone who you've been good with since you were young as a witness?"
"You still haven't figured out our purpose for coming here? Aunt Lian thought that I'm so free that I colluded with Ruolan and became her witness?" Qin Gengxin glanced at Zhan Lia indifferently, then he looked at Jiang Yijun. "Today is the day of Ruolan's mother's death. Coincidentally, I had something to do at Qin Family, so I took this opportunity to go to the cemetery and happened to meet Yijun and also Senior Zhou there."
Jiang Yijun also sneered and said, "What's more coincidental is that Senior Zhou asked us to help him find a few things. Now, we have found them."
With that, Jiang Yijun walked in and placed a stack of documents on the table.
Qin Gengxin didn't come in, he just folded his arms across his chest and leaned against the door, looking at Jiang Ruolan, who was coughing with a faint smile. "Don't be so agitated when seeing me. It's too late for you to regret it anyway. In a short while, I even have to call you sister-in-law."
Jiang Ruolan tightened her grip on the chopsticks and looked at Qin Gengxin sharply. Her throat hurt so bad, and she coughed twice.
In the end, Qin Gengxin even laughed happily at her misery.
Jiang Ruolan didn't notice that Qin Gengxin and Xian Zihao exchanged glances with each other. After coughing for a long time, she turned to look at the folder on the table and asked, "What is this?"
Jiang Yijun stood by the table and opened the folder. He pulled out a thick pile of A4 paper, which looked like medical records and some hospital documents.
"It's nothing. Senior Zhou asked us about the treatment you received in the Jiang Family before you were seventeen. Qin Gengxin and I were your witnesses. We know that every time you are hospitalized, you will be hospitalized with a wound all over your body, and every time you are admitted to a hospital or clinic, the place must be under the Jiang Family. Only we know the name of the hospital and the location of this clinic." Jiang Yijun smiled and glanced at Zhan Lian's stiff white face, "All of these are still there."
Jiang Ruolan didn't expect them to find these things. She was a little dazed, but she was also a little afraid that her past that had been hidden for a long time would be revealed.
Xian Zihao knew that she had received too many bad treatments in the Jiang Family, but because they had never stepped into each other's world at that time, he had never really known all of this. Looking at the thick pile of documents, Jiang Ruolan clearly felt that her hand he was holding tightened a bit by a bit.
Jiang Guanyu didn't say anything. It was clear that there were some things he didn't understand. Things had escalated to this and it was already too late for him to defend himself.
He looked at Zhan Lian in confusion.
Senior Zhou didn't have any expression on his face. He reached out his hand, "Hand it over, let me see."
Jiang Yijun sneered. He threw the pile of documents forward, then turned around, walking towards the door. "I have nothing to do with the Zhou Family, and nothing to do with your Jiang Family, this is not the place for me, so I will leave."
"Sigh …" Jiang Ruolan hurriedly got up.
Qin Gengxin also raised his eyebrows and didn't look at them. He only looked at Jiang Guanyu and Zhan Lian. "You two keep continuing to play your game."
Then he patted Jiang Yijun on the shoulder. The two men walked out the door as if they were brothers.
Jiang Ruolan couldn't understand why the two of them were laughing even more happily than she was. It was as if everything they had been hiding for so long was finally getting retribution. The happiest ones weren't herself, but them.
At this moment, Senior Zhou suddenly threw A4 paper in his hand on the table. "When she was five years old, she had a high fever with pneumonia! It lasted for ten days without supervision or examination by a doctor! She almost became a fool and at that time, you sent her to the hospital."
Jiang Ruolan, who was about to stand up, was pulled back by Senior Zhou's angry words. She looked at him hesitantly.
Zhan Lian's lips quivered as she explained, "At that time, we didn't notice …"
"When she was seven years old, her left wrist was fractured! 11 years old, pyramidal fracture." Senior Zhou looked at the calm Jiang Ruolan in disbelief, then he looked at Zhan Lian and threw the documents heavily on the table.
"This child's body is full of many serious bruises. Look at these photographs and the X-ray scans! These were all of the injuries she had suffered. Madam Jiang, what else do you have to say?"
Jiang Ruolan lowered her head. She felt Xian Zihao let go of her hand and gently turned to her wrist. He gently held the place where she had suffered a fracture when she was young. Although the strength was very strong, it didn't hurt her.
Jiang Ruolan could feel his silent consolation and heartache through this sense of touch. She quietly raised her other hand under the table and covered it with his, softly saying in a voice that only he could hear, "Zihao, it's all in the past. I'm fine now. I was small back then, and my wounds were healing very quickly. Now I have you. I'm fine. Don't be like this."
Xian Zihao acted as if he didn't hear her. He just quietly sat beside her and stared straight at Zhan Lian, as if he was looking at a monster, a monster he had called his aunt for so many years.