A Beloved Wife in Marriage-Chapter 271 - : Untitled

Chapter 271: Untitled

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Jiang Yanshen looked up at her furious expression and pursed his thin lips in silence.

Old Madam Jiang took a few deep breaths to suppress the anger in her heart. “Now that your wings have hardened, you dare to challenge me!” “I wouldn’t dare!” Jiang Yanshen’s calm tone was devoid of any emotion. “He reaped what he sowed.”

Old Madam Jiang swung her walking stick fiercely at his back and scolded angrily, “Do you think I’m angry because of Jiang Chongjing’s death?”

The old lady didn’t show any mercy. Jiang Yanshen frowned in pain and lowered his long eyelashes without saying anything.

“A mere Jiang Chongjing’s death is not worth pitying.” Old Madam Jiang’s voice was tense. “But have you ever thought about Yunshen? Jiang Chongjing is dead, and Wu Suyun is dead. How will he live in the future?”

Jiang Chongjing had been abandoned by the old lady many years ago. She didn’t mention this matter because of the last bit of bloodline in his veins, and she had to consider the Jiang Family’s reputation. Now, he had brought his own reckoning upon himself. But Yunshen was innocent.

Jiang Yanshen’s trap this time directly pulled Jiang Yunshen from heaven to hell.

Jiang Yanshen also knew that Jiang Yunshen was innocent in this matter. When he first designed it, he did not consider Yunshen’s feelings… 𝘣𝘦𝑑𝑛𝘰𝑣𝘦𝘭.𝘰𝘳𝑔

Old Madam Jiang was old and couldn’t support her body, so she didn’t have the strength to scold him anymore.

“Kneel here and think carefully. Jiang Chongjing indeed let your father down back then. His crimes are no doubt unforgivable. But now, what’s the difference between your actions and Jiang Chongjing?”

With that, the old lady slowly walked out of the ancestral hall with her walking stick.

Jiang Yanshen straightened his back in front of the ancestral hall and looked at the Jiang family’s memorial tablets in front of him. His exquisite face did not have any warmth under the candlelight, and his eyes became even colder.

When Old Madam Jiang walked to the door, she was supported by Madam Liu, who had come to pick her up. When she returned to her room, she saw Lin Qingqian, who was not resting.

“Why aren’t you resting yet?”

Lin Qingqian stood at the door, her hands intertwined in front of her. Her voice was soft and firm as she said, “Grandma, Ah Yan said that he didn’t do it. I believe him.”

Old Madam Jiang sighed and said earnestly, “Do you think Grandma doesn’t believe him?”

Lin Qingqian blinked, not understanding what she meant.

Old Madam Jiang’s thin fingers grabbed her hand. Comparing their hands, they were like dead vines and fresh willow branches.

“Qianqian, you don’t understand him. How ruthless and cold is this child’s heart?”

“Grandma, I know.” How could she not understand a rock that she had failed to warm in seven years? “But I believe he didn’t do it.”

Old Madam Jiang sighed heavily. “Forget it. Madam Liu, go and tell him to get up.”

“Yes.” Madam Liu immediately went downstairs to the ancestral hall after receiving the order.

Lin Qingqian felt relieved. “Thank you, Grandma.”

Old Madam Jiang touched her obedient face and muttered, “I hope that you can grow old with Yanshen, but I also worry that you will be burdened by the past again.”

“Qianqian, you have to remember that no matter what happens, you have to take care of yourself and love yourself. It’s fine as long as you have a clear conscience. There’s no need to be stubborn about the rest.”

After saying that, Old Madam Jiang said that she was tired and wanted to rest. She entered the room with a tired expression and did not let her send her off.

Lin Qingqian stood at the door for a long time but did not understand what she meant. When she heard the commotion downstairs, she guessed that Jiang Yanshen must have returned and hurriedly went downstairs.

Jiang Yanshen had been kneeling on the cold tiles for several hours. Although there was nothing unusual about his walking, Lin Qingqian knew that his knees must have been bruised.

Jiang Yanshen looked up at her. His thin lips curled up slightly as he smiled very faintly..