When Jiang Wanqing returned to Xiyang Village, she arrived just in time for the funeral of Jiang Jianwei and his wife.
A makeshift mourning hall was set up in the courtyard, which was mostly burned down and had not yet been repaired. No crying could be heard in the courtyard, only discussions.
“Jianwei and his wife are finally free. They did so many bad things, and this is their retribution.”
"Who can argue with that? Jian Guo was just unlucky, sigh."
"That's true, but killing people after the founding of the nation is wrong..."
"This family has had its share of troubles over the years. The two brothers have been fighting and fighting, and in the end, neither of them has gotten away with anything."
...
Jiang Wanqing sat on Uncle Shu's tractor and stopped at the gate of the yard.
"Be careful of Jiang Xiu, that girl is ruthless. She brought a man back from the capital yesterday, tsk..."
"Thank you, Uncle Shuan. I'll go in and take a look first."
"Hey, I haven't finished yet, your mom is..."
She had already gotten out of the car and gone inside. Uncle Shu slapped his thigh, quickly parked the car, and followed her inside.
Her appearance drew everyone's attention, and all eyes immediately turned to her.
"Oh, Wanqing is back!"
"Is she back to pay her respects or to help her father?"
"That's hard to say. Her husband is in trouble too. Who knows what kind of situation she'll be in now?"
As the villagers were discussing the matter, Jiang Xiu heard the noise and immediately stood up from in front of the mourning hall, her eyes filled with hatred, and rushed over.
"Jiang Wanqing! I'm going to kill you! You bitch!"
The raised hand was frightening to behold. Just as it was about to land on Jiang Wanqing's face, she slapped it away, and the slap landed on Jiang Xiu's own face instead.
It made a loud, unclear "snap" sound.
Zheng Yuan, standing to the side, pushed up his glasses and watched the two sisters arguing, his eyes filled with a meaningful look.
"Give me back my parents' lives! Why don't you just die! Ahhhhh..."
Just when everyone thought Jiang Wanli was being lenient and forbearing, she stared straight into Jiang Xiu's eyes and approached her step by step.
"Even if your entire family is wiped out, I won't die. My only regret is that I let your parents die without making them confess to their crimes. That was too easy!"
Upon hearing this, everyone's mouths gaped open, almost big enough to fit an egg, and they instantly fell silent.
"Wanqing..."
Xue He, with red and swollen eyes, knelt in front of the mourning hall for a day and a night, a position Jiang Xiu had forced her to maintain.
Because her husband, Jiang Jianguo, was still in the police station, she had no choice but to swallow her anger in order to reach a settlement, even though she believed that her husband was not a criminal.
Now that her daughter is back, she seems to see hope and struggles to stand up.
Seeing this, Jiang Wanqing quickly stepped forward to help him up, feeling extremely distressed.
"Mom, who told you to kneel? They don't deserve it!"
"I made her kneel! Your father killed my parents, so even if your mother kneels to death, it's what she deserves!" Jiang Xiu said shamelessly.
“Wanqing, your father is still in the police station. It’s okay for me to kneel down. Even if we have to put it another way, we’re still family. As long as your father can come back…”
“Even if you don’t kneel, my dad can still come back. Come with me.” Jiang Wanqing pulled her mother and was about to leave.
After hearing her words, Jiang Xiu and Zheng Yuan exchanged a glance.
"Where are you going! Explain yourself! Your father killed someone, and you still want to use your power to get him out of jail!"
As if afraid that she would actually get Jiang Jianguo out of the police station, Jiang Xiu immediately blocked the mother and daughter's path, not allowing them to step out of the yard.
"Taking advantage of power? Fine, since you've brought this up, let me remind you who's taking advantage of whose power, and who's deliberately shifting the blame!"
Jiang Wanqing shielded her mother behind her, grabbed Jiang Xiu's arm, and her eyes were like knives that slowly sliced through the flesh, each cut piercing the guilty.
“Your parents, without my husband’s consent, are using his name to seek benefits. That’s abusing their power. And you’re using my name…” Jiang Wanqing glanced at Zheng Yuan, who had been silent all along: “Colluding with certain people, that’s also abusing your power!”
"you……"
"What do you mean, 'I'? Do you think you're clean? Who got you out of trouble? And who were your accomplices? Should I report you to the police station and we'll find out together!"
After saying that, Jiang Wanqing forcefully shook off Jiang Xiu's hand. Jiang Xiu, caught off guard, fell backward and landed on the ground, covered in dust.
Zheng Yuan followed her out, and not long after they left the courtyard, he called out to Jiang Wanqing.
"etc!"
“Wanqing, he…” Xue He tugged at her daughter’s sleeve, signaling her to be careful.
"Don't worry, Mom, wait for me. I need to say a few words to him."
She boldly stepped forward, her face cold and her eyes filled with mockery.
"Director Zheng is really humane. When an employee's parent dies, he comes to pay his respects in person. Should I find a couple of reporters to cover this for you?"
Jiang Wanqing made a few sarcastic remarks, but he just smiled instead. He didn't seem angry, but the sinister look in his eyes still revealed his true nature.
"You know perfectly well that I came to Xiyang Village for you, so why say such things? You haven't been feeling well lately, have you? Haven't you thought about whether you want to come back to me?"
“It was indeed unpleasant. Your despicable methods were beyond my imagination, but…” Jiang Wanqing glanced at his shoes: “You will receive the punishment you deserve. I stopped just to tell you, don’t waste your time on me!”
Instead of bowing her head, she raised it even higher, leaving Zheng Yuan wondering where her confidence came from.
He gritted his teeth in hatred, his face contorted with rage, and nodded twice reluctantly.
"Very well! Then you can be stubborn. When you're all alone, you'll come back crying and begging me. I'll be waiting for that moment!"
Her unyielding attitude infuriated Zheng Yuan. Not wanting to reveal his anger in front of her, he turned and left, kicking over a wreath by the door and stomping on it a few times in anger.
Jiang Wanqing turned around and pulled her mother: "Mom, let's go. Tomorrow we'll go to the police station to meet with Dad and hear what he has to say."
As night fell, the gloomy mourning hall had been emptied of people. Jiang Xiu took off the white flower from her head and casually threw it on the ground.
Zheng Yuan stood with his hands in his pockets, gazing in the direction of Jiang Wanqing's house, his calculating eyes darting around.
"Director Zheng, you've seen it yourself, Jiang Wanqing is a tough nut to crack. You might as well just kill her! That way, no one else can have her, and she can't be your rival. It'll save you a lot of trouble," Jiang Xiu urged.
She thought her suggestion would at least resonate with Zheng Yuan, but to her surprise, he turned around and rolled his eyes at her.
"Killing a genius is far less satisfying than stifling one. If it's a fool like you, it's not worth my hesitation."
He made no attempt to hide his blatant contempt. Jiang Xiu thought for a moment, trying to defend herself, but found that she seemed to have no way to refute him.
Both were reborn, so why is Jiang Wanqing still thriving in this life, and even possesses such a brilliant mind! Aside from killing her, Jiang Xiu couldn't think of a better way to prevent the tragedy of their vastly different fates from repeating itself in her own life…
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