Second Marriage: The Abstinent Commander’s Broken Vow Leads to a Sprained Waist
Second Marriage: The Abstinent Commander’s Broken Vow Leads to a Sprained Waist Chapter 22

Chapter 22: Kill Me To Avenge Your Mother?

Yan Xiaoyue looked at Qi Lan’s face, suddenly thought of something, and said, “Want to know how Jin Qingyang finally succeeded?”

She remembered the book mentioning that Jin Qingyang became the “Young Master Yang” of Kyoto, with everyone praising his righteousness.

Despite his adoptive parents’ mistreatment, he still provided for their old age and funeral arrangements.

He earned a good reputation.

“Nonsense!” Qi Lan’s eyes trembled, moving further from the window.

“Jin Qingyang later became Kyoto’s Young Master Yang, with assets worth billions,” Yan Xiaoyue began to fabricate. Although he was respectfully called Young Master Yang and possessed considerable assets, it was definitely not in the billions.

The Jin family had more than just Jin Qingyang as a son. It was rumored that Jin Chao was the son of his parents’ original marriage, and his father later married a beautiful wife, bearing another son.

It’s not that easy for a male protagonist to succeed.

“Bitch, if it weren’t for you, my son wouldn’t be dead.” Qi Lan raised her hand to slap her, but Yan Xiaoyue caught it. The joy in Qi Lan’s eyes was undeniable.

At this time, Qi Lan had retreated to the bed, and Yan Xiaoyue seized the opportunity to escape her control.

Doctors and nurses rushed over.

Seeing Jin Chao among the doctors and nurses, Yan Xiaoyue rushed towards him, “Jin Chao, I don’t want to stay here, I want to go home, she wants to kill me.”

She wasn’t afraid of Qi Lan, but if Qi Lan went crazy, she worried about her life.

“Go home?” Jin Chao glanced at Qi Lan, then at the people outside, his brows furrowed.

“Yes, look at my neck.”

Yan Xiaoyue couldn’t explain herself clearly. Life had been too difficult; in just two days, she had teetered between life and death several times.

Did she still have to avenge the original owner to live peacefully?

Indeed, one shouldn’t owe ghosts. Owing people allows for excuses, but owing ghosts means lifelong misfortune if not repaid.

Jin Chao saw the clearly visible marks on her neck, his pupils constricting. He swept the room, grabbed her hand, and left.

“Bitch, you’re talking nonsense.”

Qi Lan’s loud shouts came from the ward behind them.

Yan Xiaoyue looked at the hand held by Jin Chao, wondering if he cared about her or her healing.

Either way, it was hers.

Jin Chao arranged her in a seat in the hospital corridor, instructing her not to move around.

He paced back and forth until he returned with a stack of papers for her to sign.

She looked down; it was a discharge permit.

When Jin Chao returned, he carried a bag of medicine in one hand and held her hand with the other, leading her downstairs.

“Jin Chao, no need to rush.”

Yan Xiaoyue didn’t understand why the usually unhurried Jin Chao was suddenly in such a hurry.

“The doctor said you need to rest well at home.”

Reaching the backyard, Jin Chao turned, handing her the medicine and searching among the many cars for his bicycle.

Only when he pushed the bicycle in front of her did she recognize it, with a simple small sofa attached to the back – their old bicycle.

However, the small sofa looked like an oversized baby seat.

“When did you modify it?”

She was slightly surprised, her eyes revealing delight.

“This morning, before you woke up.” Jin Chao brushed off the dust, taking the medicine bag from her hand and hanging it on the handlebars.

Yan Xiaoyue sat down; it was softer than she expected, and the bicycle ride wasn’t bumpy.

She felt Jin Chao had changed. He was still cold towards her, but his actions showed care.

Wait… this was probably guilt!

If Jin Chao hadn’t made her eat the cold sesame cakes, she wouldn’t have choked and nearly died.

Along the way, their contraption attracted a lot of attention. Thankfully, their home wasn’t far; otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to endure it.

As soon as they got off the bicycle, they saw Old Master Jin and Mrs. Jin, both using canes, standing at the courtyard gate, with Jin Jianshui behind them.

Yan Xiaoyue blinked, staring intently at Jin Jianshui. She felt Qi Lan had done more than one such thing.

If, as she said, Jin Jianshui was a Jin family child, why wasn’t he mentioned after Jin Qingyang’s success?

Surely the author didn’t forget to include Jin Jianshui’s storyline?

She thought she had found the truth.

“You’re finally back, thankfully you’re both alright. We were so worried.”

Mrs. Jin tapped the ground with her cane, her eyes flickering.

Jin Chao glanced at Yan Xiaoyue, “Go inside first, we’ll talk later.”

Yan Xiaoyue turned and went into the kitchen; she was hungry.

The kitchen was full of eggs, flour, grains, and vegetables.

Mrs. Jin followed, “We heard you were sick and brought you food. Your father and I have thought it over. You were right on your wedding day; you’ve both started your families, you should separate.”

“The place your father and I live in used to be a silkworm farm. We don’t raise silkworms anymore, so we’ll just stay here. If it becomes unlivable, you three brothers can chip in and build a new one.”

There was nothing wrong with this, Yan Xiaoyue didn’t respond, listening attentively.

Jin Chao’s cold voice could be heard intermittently outside.

Today’s actions made Jin Chao seem less cold, yet in a turn, she heard his coldness again.

Evidently, he had grievances against his parents.

“Mom, give these eggs to sister-in-law. I met my eldest sister-in-law in the hospital; she was hospitalized too.”

Yan Xiaoyue didn’t elaborate, but Jin Jianshui behind Mrs. Jin narrowed his eyes, as if seeing through her.

She wasn’t afraid of Jin Jianshui; if they fought, Jin Jianshui might not win.

“Your eldest sister-in-law is hospitalized? That’s terrible, I have to call your second sister-in-law to go with me. Xiaoshui, you’ll have dinner here today.”

Mrs. Jin patted Jin Jianshui nervously and went to the next door.

Yan Xiaoyue narrowed her eyes; she didn’t intend to take care of Jin Jianshui. Leaving him with her was really excessive.

“Don’t be angry, my grandmother is not worth your anger.”

Jin Jianshui sat down leisurely; the hatred in his eyes hadn’t disappeared.

“Didn’t you want to kill me to avenge your mother?”

Yan Xiaoyue didn’t believe this guy, but she held back from arguing.

“No, my mother brought it upon herself.”

Jin Jianshui shook his head. As she poured rice into the pot, he started the fire to cook.

Actually, she wanted to eat steamed buns, but it was too extravagant.

“Oh, when your mother comes back, she’ll call you an ungrateful child.”

Yan Xiaoyue couldn’t help but laugh. It was the first time she had seen such a bad mother-child relationship.

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