Chapter 121 The Cruel Truth of Jiang's Mother's Death

Jiang Dongwei clenched his fists, his chest heaving violently, but he finally sat back down slowly.

He stared at Jiang Yanbai intently and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

"Okay, then tell me how to talk about it?"

Jiang Yan's dark eyes looked straight into his, filled with hatred that had been suppressed for many years.

He spoke each word clearly and asked the question that was buried deep in his heart.

"My mom, where is she?"

"Jiang Jinnian said you know her whereabouts."

"Where's the person? Did you find him?"

Jiang Dongwei's fingers gripping the armrest tightened, and his knuckles turned pale.

Panic flashed across his cloudy eyes, but was forcibly suppressed by the majesty of his high position for many years.

He had already found out that the woman had died long ago.

But he couldn't say it now.

If he said it, he would lose his last bargaining chip.

Jiang Dongwei leaned back in his chair, picked up the cup of tea that had long since gone cold, and acted like a father.

"It's not easy to find someone in such a huge sea of ​​people."

"I've already assigned more people. Give me two more days, and there will definitely be results."

Jiang Yanbai let out a very light cold snort.

He turned his head and his cold gaze fell on Jiang Jinnian who was sobbing and struggling on the ground.

"Two days? I can't wait."

"I want to see someone now."

Jiang Jinnian trembled all over when he looked at her, and began to struggle violently, his eyes full of fear.

The sarcastic curve at the corner of Jiang Yanbai's lips deepened.

"Looking at his cowardly appearance, I'm sure he won't be able to withstand any torture."

This sentence was said to Jiang Dongwei.

Jiang Dongwei clenched his fists, unable to sit still any longer, and suddenly stood up from his chair.

"If you have anything to say, come to me. You are not allowed to touch him!"

Jiang Yanbai finally smiled with satisfaction.

The smile did not reach his eyes, only a cold ice field.

"You want him to be safe?"

"Can."

"Hand over my mother, or I will take him away today."

Jiang Dongwei's chest was heaving violently and his brain was working rapidly.

A crazy idea formed in his mind.

He stared at Jiang Yanbai and spoke in a calm manner.

"She's in the room upstairs."

"Don't you want to see her? Go up there yourself."

The smile on Jiang Yanbai's face froze instantly, and then he actually laughed softly.

The laughter echoed in the empty living room, mockingly.

"After all, you and him are more like a father and son."

He raised his chin slightly and pointed at Jiang Jinnian lying on the ground.

"Even the methods they use are exactly the same."

"Are you trying to trick me into the room and lock me up?"

"Your good son has already used this trick this afternoon, but unfortunately, he failed."

Jiang Yanbai stood up slowly and walked towards Jiang Dongwei step by step.

With every step he took, the color faded from Jiang Dongwei's face.

Until Jiang Yanbai stopped in front of him, the shadow cast by the huge figure completely enveloped him.

"I'll say it one last time."

"If you don't want him to die in such an ugly way, hand him over."

ultimatum.

There is no turning back.

Cold sweat broke out on Jiang Dongwei's forehead. He knew that he had no other choice.

He looked at the monster in front of him that he had created with his own hands, and the stubborn and paranoid hatred in his eyes, and finally closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he had a look of deep sorrow on his face.

"I kept it a secret from you for your own good."

"She...she's passed away."

Gu Miaomiao stood not far away, her heart beating wildly.

Dead?

She subconsciously looked at Jiang Yanbai.

All expressions on the man's face disappeared in an instant, leaving only a dead blank.

Time stood still for three seconds.

The next moment, those dark eyes were instantly engulfed by the surging blood.

"What did you say?"

He seemed to be squeezing these words out from deep in his throat, his voice extremely hoarse.

"Say it again!"

Jiang Yanbai suddenly stretched out his hand and strangled Jiang Dongwei's neck tightly!

Gu Miaomiao's pupils contracted, and she rushed forward without thinking, grabbing Jiang Yanbai's arm with bulging veins.

"Jiang Yanbai, calm down!"

The man's arm was as hard as iron and did not move at all.

He didn't even look back, but the murderous aura was about to swallow Gu Miaomiao.

He is crazy.

This thought exploded in Gu Miaomiao's mind.

Jiang Yanbai turned his head suddenly, his scarlet eyes fixed on her.

"calm?"

His voice was terribly hoarse.

"How can you ask me to calm down?"

"If it were you, could you stay calm?" Jiang Dongwei, whose throat was being strangled, had turned purple with his face. He used all his strength to tightly grasp Jiang Yanbai's wrist and struggled to squeeze out words from his throat.

"She...she died of illness. It had nothing to do with me..."

"If you release Jinnian...I...I can tell you where her grave is."

The last chip was finally thrown out.

Gu Miaomiao's heart also rose to her throat. She increased the strength of her hands and met Jiang Yanbai's murderous gaze.

"Yes, Jiang Yanbai, since your aunt has passed away, you should also...be more open-minded."

This sentence is pale and powerless.

Even she found it ridiculous.

The only obsession that kept him alive until now was shattered.

How can he get over it?

Those eyes, filled with blood, suddenly froze for a moment when they met Gu Miaomiao's.

A hot tear fell from the corner of his eye without any warning.

It hit the back of Gu Miaomiao's hand, burning her heart.

The blood color in Jiang Yanbai's eyes slowly faded away.

"Then tell me, where is she?"

His voice softened, but it was even more heartbreaking than his previous roar.

Jiang Dongwei breathed in the air greedily, his eyes flashing with relief at surviving the disaster.

He didn't dare to hide anything anymore and spoke quickly.

"In the suburbs east of the city."

He let go of Jiang Dongwei.

But he exerted force on his hands again.

The pair of eyes that had just lost their blood color were once again filled with cold hatred.

"It's in the suburbs east of the city, so close."

"You've been looking for years and can't find it."

"Jiang Dongwei, you haven't really been looking for me seriously in the past few years."

The moment he finished speaking, he pushed Jiang Dongwei hard!

Jiang Dongwei stumbled and bumped into the mahogany chair behind him, making a dull thud.

Jiang Yanbai didn't look at him again, turned around, grabbed Gu Miaomiao's wrist, and strode out.

The Bentley sped through the night and finally stopped in front of a silent cemetery.

Jiang Yanbai pulled her through rows of cold tombstones.

Finally, it stopped in front of a brand new tombstone.

The woman in the photo has gentle eyes and a faint smile.

Jiang Yanbai just stood there, motionless.

for a long time.

He slowly knelt down.

The choked question escaped from his throat, broken.

"I've always wanted to know why you left me."

"Why do you want me to stay in an orphanage alone?"

"I have a lot of questions that I haven't asked yet..."

"Why did you leave?"

He could no longer hold on, his tall body hunched over, his shoulders shaking violently.

When Gu Miaomiao looked at him like this, her heart felt like it was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and the pain made her breathless.

She silently took out a pack of tissues from her pocket, pulled out a piece, squatted down, and gently wiped the tear marks on his face.

He didn't hide.

Just let her wipe it.

Gu Miaomiao stayed with him all the time.

Until the sun sets.

Jiang Yanbai finally moved.

He slowly stood up, reached out, and grabbed her wrist again.

He pulled her, turned around, and walked away from this resting place step by step.