ABRWF Chapter 281.2

After being angry in the car, Jiang’s mother gradually calmed down.

She suddenly realized what Chu Muxi had just said.

She is Jiang Nanshu, and the current Jiang Nanshu is fake.

Only the Jiang family knew these secrets about Jiang Nanshu’s transformation. How could Chu Muxi, an outsider, know them?

Her heartbeat began to quicken.

Jiang Nanshu had become a completely different person since she jumped into the river.

Chu Muxi had also become so strange after falling into the pond due to the explosion.

A bad premonition came to her mind, and this uneasiness lingered until she arrived at the Jiang family’s house.

Jiang’s father held a newspaper in one hand and drank the same coconut juice he’d had at Maple Forest Villa in the other.

Seeing this, Jiang’s mother recalled the time they’d shared the same coconut juice at the resort.

Jiang’s father raised his eyes and looked at her with a cold expression.

“How did the talk go? Is Nan Nan willing to go home?”

Jiang’s mother pursed her lips and said, “Well, she agreed to go home. I came back especially to prepare a family dinner. Let’s call all the sons back today.”

Jiang’s father’s brows relaxed.

“This should have been done a long time ago. We as parents can’t always be so forceful. We need to apologize and give in when necessary. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if our family could all be together? Why do we have to create such trouble?”

Jiang’s mother waited until he finished rambling before speaking.

“I know my attitude was bad, but if Nan Nan had been willing to give in, things wouldn’t have gotten so awkward between her and me…”

She paused and changed the subject, “Huanye, I have something I want to tell you.”

“What is it?” Jiang’s father asked without looking up.

Jiang’s mother considered it over and over again before she said carefully, “If I told you I’d found my old Nan Nan… What would you do?”

Jiang’s father: “…”

“???”

He glared, his eyes wide with anger.

“Song Shuling, I’m warning you, don’t try to cause me any more trouble, or I’ll divorce you.”

Jiang’s mother was visibly furious. She was a little annoyed by Jiang’s father’s words.

“Don’t keep threatening me with divorce. I haven’t done anything. You like Nan Nan, so I should stay away from her, right? Yi Yi left the Jiang family because of her, and everyone made concessions. We provide her with food, clothing, and a comfortable life. We don’t owe her anything.”

Seeing that she still hadn’t repented, Jiang’s father was truly exhausted.

He wanted to curse, but couldn’t find the words as he looked at Jiang’s mother’s weathered face.

Forget it, let it be.

He snorted coldly, “It’s best if Nan Nan never hears these words of yours. She’s our child, not a burden. My Jiang family could afford one hundred of them. I don’t necessarily want you to be humble in front of Nan Nan, but don’t forget that we are Nan Nan’s biological parents!”

The word ‘parents’ is inherently tied to the child.

He waved his hand, “I don’t want to argue with you. It’s a good thing that Nan Nan is willing to go home. Let’s not talk about the past anymore. Go downstairs and get ready. I’ll call Zhouye and ask him to make time to come back in the evening.”

Jiang’s mother turned away with a cold expression and went to the kitchen to prepare.

In reality, she didn’t have to do anything.

The servants in the villa could cook; she only needed to name a few dishes.

For example, she would call Jiang Leyi back and order the dishes her sons liked.

How could she just abandon her daughter after raising her for nineteen years?

She even ordered Jiang Leyi’s favorite sweet and sour pork ribs.

The servant took note and, seeing Jiang’s mother about to leave, hurriedly asked, “Madam, how about the Second Young Lady? Do you want to prepare anything for her?”

What did Jiang Nanshu like…

Jiang’s mother really didn’t know.

She pursed her lips, rubbing her brow wearily.

“Anything’s fine with her. We’re all eating together anyway, so it doesn’t matter what we eat.”

“Okay.”

After Jiang’s mother left, the servant, who had been working in the kitchen, added a plate of crispy pork.

Every week when Jiang Nanshu came home, she would order a portion.

Even though she’d only eaten a few times, she’d memorized her favorite dishes.

 

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Translator’s Comment:

See, even the servant knows!

What a mother!

Oh my, I really hate this mother!

Actually, sometimes, because of her, I want to stop translating this series. This kind of heavy mood really puts pressure on my heart!

 

 

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