Chapter 57 Your mother is trying to take advantage of my child? No way!
"Shallowly".
He immediately strode towards Sang Qian, "Why are you up so fast? Are you not sleeping well here?"
How could I hear their conversation if I didn't get up early?
Sang Qian pushed aside the tall man blocking her way, looked expressionlessly at Jin's mother, and said coldly, "Mrs. Jin, the child I gave birth to is mine. You have no right to decide where he/she goes!"
"I am not a breeding tool that your Jin family uses to give birth and then discard!"
Unexpectedly, she was treated this way. Jin's mother glared angrily, "How dare you speak to your elders like that? You've gone too far..."
"mom!"
Jin Changyu glanced at her, and Jin's mother immediately fell silent in fright.
"Don't you act like an elder?"
Jin's mother looked at her son in disbelief, "You, you, you scolded me for her sake?"
Jin Ningxi had never seen Jin Changyu be so fierce to their mother, so she quickly pulled her mother aside, saying, "Mom, please say less."
Sang Qian ignored them and turned to leave with a cold face.
Seeing this, Jin Changyu immediately sensed something was wrong and quickly tore off his apron to chase after them.
"Shallowly..."
He reached for her hand, but she shoved him away forcefully.
Sang Qian quickly walked to the living room and picked up her bag, but at that moment she heard Old Madam Jin's voice.
"What's wrong? What's going on?"
After waking from her afternoon nap, Old Madam Jin, supported by her personal assistant, came downstairs. Seeing the two struggling, and noticing Sang Qian's unusual expression and that she had picked up her bag as if to leave, she asked:
"Qianqian, where are you going?"
Upon seeing Madam Jin, Sang Qian regained some composure, and her expression softened. "Grandma, I have dinner appointments with friends tonight, so I have to go now. I'll come visit you again next time."
After she finished speaking, she respectfully nodded to Madam Jin and took her leave, then turned and strode towards the gate.
When Jin Ningxi and her mother came out, they saw Jin Changyu frantically chasing after Sang Qian as they left the house.
Madam Jin glanced at Jin's mother with a deep look, and then followed her out with the help of her assistant, Xu Ping.
Jin's mother looked tense. Jin Ningxi looked at her and said, "See? You've caused trouble again."
"What did I do wrong?" Jin's mother looked completely innocent. "It's clearly because she's pregnant that she's so temperamental."
"Stop talking, hurry up and go out to see what's going on."
When Jin Ningxi and her companion left the courtyard, they saw that Jin Changyu and his group's cars had already driven away.
Old Madam Jin turned around and looked at Jin's mother with a stern face, "What trouble have you caused now?"
Jin's mother lowered her head and dared not speak.
Madam Jin looked at Jin Ningxi and said, "You speak."
Jin Ningxi had no choice but to recount what had just happened.
Old Madam Jin looked at Jin's mother and sighed, "Are you not satisfied with your son's current situation? Do you have to cause him to lose his wife and children before you're satisfied?"
"Mom, I didn't." Jin's mother hurriedly shook her head. "I just wanted to help them take care of their child."
"I think you're just bored."
Madam Jin said, "Tomorrow you should pack your bags and go to Fo'an Temple to reflect for a month. Come back when you've figured it out, or stay there if you haven't."
"What?"
Jin's mother looked utterly disgusted. "No, Mom, I know I was wrong. Please don't send me to the temple..."
Old Madam Jin said sternly, "If you say another word, don't expect to come back for the next year."
Seeing that Jin's mother still wanted to speak, Jin Ningxi quickly grabbed her and said to the old lady, "Grandma, I'll take my mother back to pack her luggage right away."
As she pulled Jin's mother into the house, she whispered, "Oh, Mom, please don't provoke Grandma anymore, or you won't even be able to see your grandson when he's born."
After the two went inside, the courtyard became quiet. Old Madam Jin looked in the direction where Jin Changyu's car had disappeared and sighed softly.
Standing to the side, Xu Ping asked in confusion, "Madam, how do you know that there are problems in the relationship between the young master and the young mistress?"
Xu Ping is now in her fifties and has been Madam Jin's assistant for many years. After Madam Jin retired, she continued to stay by her side.
“My granddaughter-in-law has always been filial and understanding. She is not a willful or capricious person, and her manners are always thoughtful and appropriate.”
Madam Jin said, "If it weren't for a matter of principle, given her way of doing things, she would never have pushed the task of preparing Mid-Autumn Festival gifts for the family onto Changyu."
So there must be some problem between them.
Xu Ping looked at her and asked, "Did you think that the young master and young mistress might be facing the risk of divorce, so you rushed back from Fo'an Temple ahead of schedule?"
Madam Jin did not deny it, and there was a hint of relief in her eyes. "Fortunately, they now have a baby, and the baby will be a new turning point in their relationship."
"So you're not going to get involved?"
Madam Jin chuckled, "That brat doesn't want me to get involved either."
"Fine, let the young couple handle their own affairs."
Madam Jin said, "If he can't even keep his own wife, how can he have the nerve to manage the whole company?"
As soon as the car drove out of the Jin family mansion, Sang Qian threw her handbag at Jin Changyu, her eyes red, and loudly questioned him:
"You brought your mistress home this morning, and this afternoon you're trying to take advantage of my child. What exactly do you and your mother mean? What are you planning to do?"
The negative emotions that had been building up all day exploded at this moment.
Jin Changyu had just caught the bag when he heard the word "mistress," and his eyelids twitched in shock. "What mistress? Qianqian, don't talk nonsense..."
"So you won't let me talk about her anymore?"
Jin Changyu's forehead was covered in sweat. "It's not that I can't say it, it's just that it didn't happen at all. You've misunderstood..."
"Jin Changyu, don't forget what you promised me?"
Sang Qian was emotional, her voice trembling slightly, "You personally promised that the child would belong to me."
"It's yours, the child is yours." Jin Changyu reached out and took her hand to soothe her. "Don't worry, I won't go back on my promise. Be good, let's not get agitated..."
"What did your mother mean just now?"
Sang Qian shook off his hand, her chest heaving with anger.
"If she wants to raise a grandson, then let your Zhou Yunshuang give birth to one for her. No one will care if you have a bunch of kids."
Upon hearing such absurd words, Jin Changyu's forehead veins throbbed. "Qianqian, I really have no relationship with Zhou Yunshuang. How could I possibly be with her..."
"Are you kidding me? They've already invited people to their home, and you say they have no relation to them?"
Sang Qian looked at him with disdain, "Hypocrite."
Jin Changyu was speechless with accusations. "I really didn't call her here. I didn't know anything about her, and I've never had any romantic feelings for her..."
At this point, Sang Qian couldn't listen to anything anyone said; her mind was filled with the thought of Jin's mother trying to take the child from her.
"I don't care what your relationship is, but your mother is trying to take advantage of my child, no way!"
Sang Qian's gaze fell on his attire, and the more she looked, the angrier she became. She turned to Old Chen, who was driving cautiously in front of her, and said...
"Old Chen, stop the car."
The car was parked on the side of the road. Before Jin Changyu could react, he heard the woman angrily shout at him, "Get out of the car! I don't want to see you!"
"..."
Jin Changyu didn't want to leave, "Qianqian..."
"Get down!"
"Qianqian, let me explain first..."
"You're not getting off, huh? Fine, then I'll get off."
Seeing her turn to open the car door, Jin Changyu quickly grabbed her, "Okay, okay, I'll get out of the car."
Seeing that she had turned her head to look out the window and was no longer paying attention to him, Jin Changyu said to Old Chen in front of him, "Take Miss Sang home."
Old Chen: "Yes, sir."
Jin Changyu glanced at Sang Qian again and saw that her profile, as she looked out the window, was full of indifference. He had no choice but to silently open the door and get out of the car.
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