Chapter 258

Less than two months after marriage, Mo Qianhe became pregnant with Jiang Yun.

From that time on, Jiang Huan thought she could never leave him, and began to flirt around.

Mo Qianhe caught him chatting with a certain female student, and her personality also changed.

Cheng Siqing spoke in a flat tone: "A few months ago, I learned from Mo Qianhe's younger brother that she was plotting, waiting until after she gave birth to find an opportunity to fall seriously ill, so that Jiang Huan would feel sorry for her."

In order to achieve this goal, Mo Qianhe spared no effort.

She had figured out Jiang Huan's obedient nature toward her, and secretly stirred him to contend for power and profit, in order to solidify her position in the Jiang family.

She even deliberately ruined her health day after day, taking medicine constantly, and managed to make herself as frail as a willow in the wind.

Walking a few steps left her panting for half a day.

Jiang Huan was indeed coaxed by her appearance to feel sorry for her, and he almost always granted her requests.

He no longer cared about outsiders.

"What a pity, the medicine was too strong, she died in difficult labor." Cheng Siqing clicked her tongue lightly and said, "Speaking of which, at the time she was about to give birth to Jiang Yun, Jiang Huan ran into me."

Jiang Liangjin raised her eyes to look at her, seeing that she had something hidden in her words, seemingly wanting to reveal how the two of them met, she frowned slightly and directly interrupted: "Get to the point."

How the two of them got together, he had already had people investigate, and he didn't want to hear it.

Cheng Siqing gave a light laugh, not annoyed, and went along with his line: "Then let me talk about my original plan."

"The relationship between Mo Qianhe and Mo Ci appears close and harmonious on the surface—older sister dotes on younger brother, younger brother respects older sister—but in reality they have been at odds for a long time."

"To maintain her image, she always appeared extremely good to her brother outwardly, but secretly she constantly suppressed him, even sabotaging his chance to go abroad for further study."

"Because of her, Jiang Huan treats Mo Ci very well, taking care of him in every way."

Cheng Siqing said this, her tone shifting slightly, and added: "I found Mo Ci and made a deal with him—I would help him find… his long-lost biological daughter."

Jiang Liangjin found out about this—it was Youbao's friend Mo Song—but she only glanced at it briefly, paying no attention to the details.

He then continued to listen.

Cheng Siqing curled the corner of her mouth: "Then give him a sum of money enough to guarantee his food and clothing for the rest of his life, so he can scheme against Jiang Huan and lay all of Mo Qianhe's thoughts before him."

She took a sip of coffee, eased her tone, and began to describe the scene of that day.

That day, Mo Ci made an appointment to meet Jiang Huan at a secluded teahouse, and specially, according to the arrangement, invited her as well.

Jiang Huan initially still wore a gentle smile, thinking that Mo Ci truly missed his sister and just wanted to find someone to chat about the past.

Not long into the conversation, Mo Ci pulled a notebook from his bag and slapped it on the table.

That was Mo Qianhe's diary, every word and sentence filled with how she schemed against Jiang Huan.

How she wanted to be the unforgettable white moonlight heroine in his heart, how she plotted to use her own illness and death to bind Jiang Huan for life, making him feel sorry for her forever.

Jiang Huan looked at those characters, the smile on his face fading bit by bit, until only a deathly silence remained.

He sat there, as if all his strength had been drained, his face pallid to a frightening degree.

Mo Ci looked at his state, a flash of pleasure crossed his eyes, then he quickly put on an act of emotional agitation and violently pulled a fruit knife from his pocket.

With red eyes he lunged at Jiang Huan, shouting: "It's you! It's all your fault that my sister ended up like this! If it weren't for you… how could she have become like this!"

Jiang Liangjin hearing those words didn't even want to listen further.

How could Cheng Siqing come up with such words?

That knife was fast and fierce; Jiang Huan froze in place, actually forgetting to dodge.

Cheng Siqing, who had been sitting nearby, suddenly stood up and blocked Jiang Huan.

The blade slit her abdomen, blood spurted out instantly—actually it was a blood pack, staining her off‑white coat red.

Mo Ci seemed frightened by the scene, loosening his grip in lingering fear, and the fruit knife fell to the ground.

Soon, Cheng Siqing's bodyguards rushed in, subdued Mo Ci on the spot, and took him away from the teahouse.

"Afterward, I went into my own hospital and stayed for nearly a week." Cheng Siqing said, "Jiang Huan never left my side, guarding me more attentively than ever before."

Her tone carried an indeterminate meaning: "Later, he told me that while being transported, Mo Ci found an opportunity to escape."

Jiang Liangjin raised her eyebrows, saying nothing.

Cheng Siqing gave a slight nod: "It was I who had him released. He took the money I gave him, left the country early, and will never return in this lifetime."

"At first he still wanted to take Mo Song with him, but Mo Song was unwilling to leave his friends here, so he had to give up the idea."

She paused a few seconds, looked at Jiang Liangjin, and spoke calmly: "Jiang Huan said Mo Ci's original intention was just to kill him. I didn't argue, merely telling him that his brother was merely muddle‑headed for a moment, blinded by hatred, and that was not his true intent."

After this incident, Jiang Huan completely let go of Mo Qianhe; from now on, he will likely devote himself solely to loving Cheng Siqing.

……Only if there is a future can there be a future.

"Jiang Huan has recently become increasingly cold toward Jiang Yun, wanting nothing more than for Jiang Ji to inherit everything of the Jiang family."

Jiang Liangjin's beautiful eyes flickered slightly.

Are he and his father dead?

And yet he still thinks about fighting over the family inheritance.

He didn't say much, only asking: "How did Jiang Huan get out? Wasn't he locked up by his grandfather?"

Cheng Siqing set down her empty coffee cup: "Father tacitly accepted it, while Jiang Huan thought Father didn't know. These things aren't important; yesterday I brought up divorce with him, and in order to make me abandon that idea…"

"He directly slit his wrists at home and committed suicide; now he still lies in the hospital, half‑dead, half‑alive."

"…" Jiang Liangjin had nothing to say.

Cheng Siqing didn't pause: "I've already found a lawyer; the divorce agreement has been drafted long ago."

Speaking of this, her tone grew a bit colder: "As for how Qian Qian died, Jiang Huan hasn't covered it up completely. He harmed Qian Qian, and Song Huai said he would take matters into his own hands, not letting him off—he won't have many days left."

After confirming she had finished speaking, Jiang Liangjin glanced at the time: "Let's make things clear with Su Ge and Chu Ge early."

He asked Song Yusui; this person and Lu Yuchu only know what Cheng Siqing will do.

They don't know the general course of events, nor do they know Cheng Siqing's relationship with their mother.

After all, when Cheng Siqing came to see them, they were still children and don't remember.

Cheng Siqing stared, stunned.

If she makes it clear with Song Yusui, she can.

But Lu Yuchu...

That face appeared in her mind, and inexplicably a sour feeling welled up in her heart; the words rose to her lips, but she couldn't say them.

Last time, she had Song Yusui, Lu Yuchu, and Song Huai go inside to talk.

Faced with Lu Yuchu's gaze, she couldn't say a word.

In the end, she only said a few words.

Cheng Siqing said, "If you can, please help me tell them."

A month later, she was preparing to go abroad.

Jiang Liangjin didn't answer, pushed the door open and stepped out, then heard a familiar voice from behind, tinged with a faint smile: "A Jin."

He stopped in his tracks, looking at the person approaching from across, slightly surprised: "Brother Su, what are you doing here?"

Song Yusui strode over, accompanied by an elegant lady, smiling: "I'm here to talk business!"

Jiang Liangjin's gaze fell on that lady, he recognized her identity, nodded slightly, and politely greeted: "Miss Gu."

Gu Xingnan's older sister, Gu Xingluo.