Nan Yuanman truly couldn't understand. She tilted her head and asked him again, "Jiang Lixuan, why do you all always say that my mother made a mistake? Did she kill someone or commit arson back then? Or did she do something heinous?"
"Even if she made a mistake, you are her family. Can't you be more tolerant of her?"
"Isn't she your own sister? Why can you tolerate outsiders, but not your own sister who is connected to you by blood?"
Faced with Nan Yuanman's perplexing and somewhat cruel question, Jiang Lixuan's throat tightened, and he couldn't utter a single word. His head was buzzing as if he had been hit hard with a hammer.
He couldn't help but ask himself, "Yes, why were they so cruel to Bai Wenying back then?"
Nan Yuanman looked at him and continued, "And did she really do something wrong? Did she really do those wrong things?"
Jiang Lixuan's pupils trembled slightly. He hastily looked away, not daring to meet Nan Yuanman's gaze, his emotions extremely complicated.
He opened his mouth, then closed it again, pursed his lips tightly, and said somewhat hesitantly, "If she... if she didn't do those wrong things, why didn't she defend herself back then?"
"If she didn't do anything wrong, why would she leave you alone in Batang Village and not dare to go back to the Jiang family with you? Doesn't that prove she has a guilty conscience?"
“If she really didn’t do anything wrong, then you should let her come to the Jiang family in person, prove herself, and seek justice for herself.”
“She can’t come. I told you, she’s dead.” Nan Yuanman’s small face was tense, and her voice was cold and hard: “I will help my mother get justice.”
"I don't believe it." Upon hearing the words "she's dead" again, Jiang Lixuan finally revealed a hint of hidden panic and fear. He tried to find an excuse for Bai Wenying: "She used to use this kind of method to compete for favor, making us worry about her."
“She definitely did this on purpose.” Jiang Lixuan deliberately put on a stern face: “Yuanman, you can’t curse your mother like that.”
Nan Yuanman: "..." (This is a nonsensical phrase.)
Nan Yuanman looked at him with an expression as if he were an idiot: "Aren't you the richest people in S City? You should have the manpower to investigate, right? Just like in the movies."
"Why don't you just send someone to investigate and find out whether my mother is alive or dead?"
Jiang Lixuan was speechless and remained silent.
He... dared not.
He was terrified that the results of the investigation would be just as Nan Yuanman had said, and that he would find them unbearable.
"What are you two doing standing at the door?" Jiang Hengzhi's voice came from behind Jiang Lixuan.
Upon hearing the sound, Nan Yuanman looked up at Jiang Hengzhi.
This is her nominal second uncle.
The Jiang family members are all good-looking, and because Jiang Hengzhi works in the clothing industry, his dressing style is more sophisticated than that of the Jiang family members.
With his exquisite and superior facial features, captivating eyes, and tall, slender figure, he stood out in any crowd.
Nan Yuanman blinked and was surprised to find that her second uncle looked very much like her mother.
Jiang Hengzhi lowered his eyes slightly, looking at Nan Yuanman with indifferent eyes. Because of Jiang Xinxin's matter, the slight goodwill he had towards her had disappeared.
There was neither affection nor disgust for Nan Yuanman in his eyes, as if he were treating her as a stranger: "Come in since you're back. Xinxin is still waiting for your apology."
Nan Yuanman frowned slightly and stubbornly said, "I won't apologize."
As soon as she finished speaking, a small figure appeared behind Jiang Hengzhi.
Jiang Xinxin nervously grabbed Jiang Hengzhi's leg, peeked at Nan Yuanman, and said guiltily, "It's alright, Second Uncle, Little Uncle, my sister didn't mean it, she doesn't need to apologize to me."
She... she only intended to put on an act to draw her uncle's attention back to her; she never intended to target Nan Yuanman...
Now, seeing Nan Yuanman being forced to apologize to her by her uncles, I inexplicably feel sorry for her.
“I didn’t do anything wrong, and I don’t need to apologize to you,” Nan Yuanman said. “I also understand now that I can’t help you all so easily in the future, otherwise, as Grandpa said, some people are just dogs.”
"And I am Lü Dongbin."
She shouldn't have helped Jiang Xinxin in the first place when she saw the flames on Jiang Xinxin's head weakening.
The fire on her head should be extinguished, and she should be haunted by evil spirits.
Grandpa was right, she was still too kind.
Jiang Xinxin didn't understand Nan Yuanman's coded message, but Jiang Hengzhi and Jiang Lixuan did, and their faces instantly darkened.
This is a veiled insult, calling them dogs!
Jiang Hengzhi's face darkened: "You're just like your mother, ill-mannered and unreasonable!"
"My mother is also a member of your Jiang family. Her lack of manners is all your fault for not teaching her properly, isn't it?" Nan Yuanman bared her teeth, her expression utterly innocent, but her words were infuriating: "You didn't teach her well, so she didn't teach me well either. What kind of talk is that?"
"This is called 'every cause has its effect,' and your retribution is me!"
Jiang Lixuan: "..."
His lips twitched, and he raised his hand to cover her mouth, saying helplessly, "My little darling, please stop talking."
Besides, he was afraid that his second brother would be so angry that he would die.
Jiang Hengzhi had never seen a five-year-old child with such a sharp tongue and such a strong verbal attack. He was indeed embarrassed and angry by what she said.
His upbringing prevented him from truly getting angry at Nan Yuanman, so he could only leave with a dark expression, leading the still bewildered Jiang Xinxin back: "Come on, Xinxin, we don't play with bad kids."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Lixuan instinctively turned to look at Nan Yuanman, fearing that she might be upset.
Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that Nan Yuanman's face remained calm, showing no signs of distress whatsoever.
Jiang Lixuan was stunned for a moment, and vaguely realized that although Nan Yuanman had returned to the Jiang family, she... did not like the Jiang family members, or perhaps, she did not consider herself a member of the Jiang family at all.
To be precise, she doesn't care about them.
This discovery left Jiang Lixuan with a somewhat uneasy feeling.
He opened his mouth, subconsciously defending Jiang Hengzhi: "That's just how your second uncle is, don't take it to heart."
"I don't care at all," Nan Yuanman shrugged, saying nonchalantly.
In her heart, her only family members are her grandfather and mother.
The words spoken by the Jiang family did not cause her any harm.
Jiang Lixuan was speechless.
The two of them didn't stay outside any longer and went into the hall.
Jiang Hengzhi was playing with Jiang Xinxin in the children's play area in the lobby. Jiang Yueyao and Ge Peiyao were not there; they were probably out shopping.
Hearing Nan Yuanman's footsteps, Jiang Hengzhi didn't even look up, completely ignoring her presence.
Feeling a little guilty, and wanting to make amends, Jiang Xinxin timidly asked, "Sister, do you want to come and play?"
"No." Nan Yuanman glanced at Jiang Hengzhi with her round, clear black and white eyes, and snorted, "There are mentally challenged people on your side. My grandfather doesn't allow me to play with mentally challenged people, or I'll become stupid."
After saying that, she ran upstairs with her short legs.
Jiang Hengzhi: "..."
Jiang Hengzhi: (╬?益?)
He looked at Jiang Lixuan in disbelief: "She said I'm mentally challenged?"
Jiang Lixuan nodded, suppressing a laugh.
The South Pole is now like a small cannonball, attacking them indiscriminately.
After laughing, Jiang Lixuan recalled Nan Yuanman's question from earlier, and a look of hesitation and struggle appeared on his face: "Second brother... what do you think, should we send someone to investigate Bai Wenying's whereabouts?"
"What if... I mean, what if."
"What if she really is dead, just like Yuanman said?"
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