Chapter 165 Deng Qiu is furious as she reveals the mystery of her identity.
Jiang Yan... ...
Jiang Yan?
Deng Qiu's heart pounded; she was very familiar with the name.
Her childhood betrothal was to Jiang Yan.
With a 'clatter,' the water glass in Deng Qiu's hand fell to the ground.
Her pupils trembled violently, and she almost lost control of her reason. "Jiang Yan? Are you sure...?"
Deng Qiu's eyes immediately turned bloodshot. She turned her head and carefully examined the appearances of her parents-in-law.
“I was young when the betrothal was arranged. Later, I went to school and didn’t come back often. I heard that the neighbors next door moved to the countryside and took Jiang Yan with them, so I have no memory of you.”
Her heart felt like it had been ripped open, bleeding profusely and letting in a chilling wind.
This truth made her feel ashamed; she was Jiang Lao Er's fiancée, but now she was married to Jiang Lao Da.
She married her fiancé's older brother, but her fiancé returned from out of town.
How is she supposed to face this?
Deng Qiu clenched her fists so tightly that her fingertips dug deep into her palms. "So, I've already married you, and now you're telling me my real fiancé is coming back?"
"right... ..."
Jiang Anchao nodded beside him, his mind going blank for three seconds before he realized what he had answered.
He suddenly snapped back to reality, shaking his head frantically, "No, no!"
He reached out to hold his wife's hand, but Deng Qiu dodged it.
"No, no, you misunderstood, I haven't finished yet!" Jiang Anchao was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. "Actually, I'm not Jiang Anchao, I don't have this name. The spot for my family to join the army was originally for my brother, but he suddenly disappeared before joining the army and there has been no news of him for so many years, so... I impersonated him and became Jiang Anchao. Actually, I am the second child in my family."
"I took the name Jiang Anchao, but I am Jiang Yan!!"
Jiang Anchao was reckless, disregarding all considerations of male pride and future prospects.
None of these things are as important as my wife's forgiveness.
"Deng Qiu, do you really think it's such a coincidence that I was able to go to Sangjiapo? Do you really think I only agreed to marry you because you're pretty? I'm not a lecherous bastard, and I'm not a dog wagging its tail. Actually, after I got a stable job, I made many inquiries to find out where you were. Uncle Deng told me you got married, and at that time, I was willing to see you even if it was just from afar."
“When I found you and saw you getting a divorce, you have no idea how excited I was. I was so happy that I couldn’t sleep all night after I brought you home that day. The cicadas chirping so loudly in the living room at dusk felt like they were applauding me!”
Jiang An was so anxious that he couldn't care about anything else. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at Deng Qiu with a pleading expression.
Grandpa Jiang, who was standing to the side, couldn't bear to watch and simply turned his head away, too lazy to say anything.
How could he have given birth to such a good-for-nothing son?
If his parents weren't here, would he kneel in front of his wife and slap himself in the face to beg for forgiveness?
"Then why, why didn't you tell me in the first place?!" Deng Qiu's emotions also flared up, and she showed strong resistance to his repeated attempts to touch her.
Jiang Anchao's face was full of hurt, and he withdrew his hand in grievance.
"sorry... ..."
Grandma Jiang looked guilty. "I'm sorry, Xiao Qiu... I told him not to say it. If this were to be told, it would be a crime—deceiving the country. Who would dare to say such a thing?"
Jiang Huiqing knocked off the tobacco ash, turned his head and looked at her with a stern face, "We didn't recognize you when we first met you. It was only later, when we saw you go to the Deng family for your homecoming, that we found out you were Jiang Yan's fiancée. If we had recognized you, why did his mother and I stop you from being together when we first met?"
"It's not just because we think you're a divorcee, but also because we feel guilty towards the Deng family's child. So after we realized you were the second son's fiancée, we tried our best to treat you well. Your mother-in-law made dumplings for Zhizhi, standing outside for hours in the cold. We also bought you new furniture. Although we didn't say it directly, our change in attitude was to try our best to make it up to you."
Jiang Huiqing's tone was dry, and at the end he sighed, "His mother and I are sorry to the second son, but if we had to choose again, we would probably still keep this lie until the day we die if the eldest son doesn't come back."
The second son joined the army under the name Jiang Anchao and finally got his current position. If he were to reveal this secret, it would be like putting him on a hot plate. Not only would he lose his job, but he would also face the risk of going to jail.
They have already lost one son who left them; they absolutely cannot lose another.
Moreover, the second son has always been the most innocent party in this whole affair.
He could have married his fiancée much earlier and lived a stable and happy life.
"So... the answers to what I've been wondering about are actually these."
As Deng Qiu listened quietly to these words, all her previous doubts were suddenly revealed one by one.
She gave a sarcastic laugh. "You didn't make things clear at the beginning, and now that the real 'Jiang Anchao' is back, you're forced to tell me. What are you expecting me to do? Passively accept that my husband will be exposed and my family will be destroyed?"
Deng Qiu turned her head, her dark eyes staring straight at Jiang Anchao. "You married me under your older brother's name. Now that my nominal fiancé is back, what are you going to do? Do you want me to divorce you and go back to him to fulfill the marriage contract?"
"Deng Qiu, don't do this."
Jiang Anchao was heartbroken. He tried to explain in a low voice, "From beginning to end, it's only been me, my wife. I truly love you, and it has nothing to do with anyone else."
Deng Qiu shook off his hand and wiped away the remaining tears on her face.
"So what is his purpose in coming back now? Does he want to break up our family, or does he want to hurt my Zhizhi?"
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