The next day, Xiang Jin arrived at the Xiang family home and got into their car.
She was blindfolded, her phone was confiscated, and several bodyguards followed her in the car. The car drove around in circles for a long time before finally stopping in a dilapidated courtyard.
The courtyard was abandoned, dark and damp, completely different from what I had seen in the previous video. There was no one else there, no markings in sight, and the ceiling was sealed off, with only a few slivers of light leaking through the cracks.
Xiang Jin looked around but couldn't tell where it was at all.
Xiang Jin was led to a room.
Jiang Anqing lay in bed, her complexion even worse than in the photo, her wrinkles much deeper, making her look several years older. Upon seeing Xiang Jin, she paused for a moment, then suddenly broke into a kind smile.
"Ah Jin, you've come." There was a gentle light in her eyes.
"Aunt Jiang." Xiang Jin wrote on the paper, her eyes gradually reddening. She had never called her mother before, and she didn't know how to say it this time.
"Ah! I feel so much better knowing that Ah Jin is alright. It's a blessing that the Xiang family didn't drive you away."
Xiang Jin bit her lip.
It seems the Xiang family didn't tell her anything, which is good, saving her from worry.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Jiang Anqing looked weak and listless, as if she was in a bad mood, but there were no obvious external injuries.
"It's nothing, I'm just getting old, maybe I have a bit of a cold. Ah Jin, what's wrong with your throat?" Jiang Anqing felt uneasy seeing her always writing by hand.
"I'm fine, just a little sore throat." Xiang Jin didn't want her to worry, so she didn't mention the ruptured vocal cords.
Jiang Anqing was relieved: "I'm doing fine here. Although the Xiang family hasn't given me freedom, they haven't starved me either, so don't worry. By the way, how is Aqi?"
“It’s fine,” Xiang Jin wrote.
"That's good. Although you're not blood sisters, you grew up together. If she bullies you, please be more understanding. She's just spoiled and a little willful, but she's not a bad person."
Xiang Jin remained silent.
Whether Xiang Qi was bad or not, she knew better than anyone else, but she didn't want to argue with Jiang Anqing anymore, because Jiang Anqing also liked Xiang Qi quite a bit, and she would be heartbroken if she knew what had happened. She wasn't feeling well right now, and she didn't want to upset her.
So Xiang Jin didn't say anything, she just nodded.
After chatting for about ten minutes, the security guard pushed open the door to take Xiang Jin away. Xiang Jin looked at Jiang Anqing with reluctance and anxiously wrote a note and threw it to her.
"Find a doctor for her and get her treated," Xiang Jin wrote on the way back.
Li Shuhui sneered: "What, do you think I'm running a charity? Providing her with food is already me being extremely merciful. Do you expect me to treat her like royalty?"
"If she dies, you won't be a threat to me anymore."
Xiang Qi was naturally in danger.
"Slap!" Li Shuhui slapped her across the face. "You bitch, how dare you threaten me?"
Xiang Jin touched his burning face and looked at her stubbornly.
Looking into those fox-like eyes, Li Shuhui suddenly paused. Actually, compared to Xiang Qi, Xiang Jin's personality was more like hers, especially the indomitable spirit in his eyes, which was very much like her when she was young.
She also looks very much like Li Zhirou.
This made Li Shuhui hate him even more, to the point that she would get angry every time she saw that face.
If she had acted a little later back then, the outcome would have been completely different. That bitch wanted to steal Xiang Deming and destroy everything she had. How could she tolerate that?
"Then let's give it a try. If I don't see any improvement next time I come, I should seriously consider how to confront Feng Jianian." Xiang Jin tossed the note to Li Shuhui, opened the door, and got out of the car.
Li Shuhui watched her retreating figure, her smile appearing somewhat distorted.
Calling a doctor? Absolutely not!
If we make Jiang Anqing sick and then save her when she's on the verge of death, wouldn't that give us a better grasp on Xiang Jin's life and make her obedient to us?
As long as Jiang Anqing doesn't die, she'll have to obediently follow my arrangements.
That way, if Aqi encounters other problems in the future, Xiangjin can take the blame!
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After meeting Jiang Anqing, Xiang Jin was restless and kept getting hit on the foot by packages while working.
Upon closer reflection, Jiang Anqing's complexion did seem abnormal; it wasn't the look one should have when they had a cold. She was a little worried about her health.
But seeing Jiang Anqing made her feel much more at ease. The next step was to find out where Jiang Anqing lived and then take her out when Li Shuhui wasn't paying attention. This was also the reason why Xiang Jin agreed to Li Shuhui's request.
Instead of waiting passively for a rabbit to run into a tree stump, it's better to follow the clues.
At lunchtime, a hearty boxed lunch was handed to Xiang Jin.
"Guan Ming bought it. This is a one-of-a-kind; no one else has it," Sister Ding said with a smile.
Xiang Jin was stunned.
This one-of-a-kind meal has been delivered for a week now. If Xiang Jin still doesn't understand, then she's truly a fool.
She waved her hand, smiled and refused, took off her apron, and went to the restaurant next door to buy a cheaper meal. Although there was no meat, she ate it with relish.
"Sigh, you didn't like him, did you? He's a good catch. You might not get another chance like him." During the meal, Sister Ding earnestly advised her.
"I'm married, Sister Ding," Xiang Jin gestured.
"Marriage? How could that be!" Sister Ding thought she was making excuses, after all, not many people would dare to marry someone like Xiang Jin who couldn't speak properly.
Xiang Jin didn't say anything more and took her lunchbox to eat it on the side.
Just then, a commotion broke out at the door. Someone seemed to be asking something, and then the deliveryman, Zhang Xiaofu, shouted inside, "Xiang Jin, someone's looking for you!"
Xiang Jin looked towards the door.
"Ah Jin, why are you eating this? It's so bad, even my dog wouldn't eat it!" Lin Miaomiao and Ke Yuyan walked in, and Ke Yuyan blurted out as she looked at Xiang Jin's lunchbox.
Xiang Jin chewed her food silently.
“Ah Jin, Yan Yan didn’t mean that. She just cares about you,” Lin Miaomiao quickly explained.
They looked around the warehouse, covering their noses, their eyes filled with undisguised disgust.
Xiang Jin didn't say anything and continued eating with her head down.
"Ah Jin, why are you ignoring me? Are you angry with me?" Lin Miaomiao said aggrievedly. "Are you bothered by the complaint last time? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it."
Yeah?
Xiang Jin looked at her, quite surprised.
This time, she actually brought it up on her own initiative; before, she had been pretending to be clueless and unaware.
“It was our supervisor. He felt you were late and insisted that I file a complaint. There was nothing I could do.”
"But I wasn't late."
"I explained to the supervisor that we're classmates and asked him not to hold it against us, but he wouldn't listen," Lin Miaomiao said. In fact, it wasn't the supervisor who complained; it was Lin Miaomiao who wanted to complain about Xiang Jin. She was happy just to see Xiang Jin embarrassed.
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