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Chen's mother regretted her decision, but she could not bring her son back to life. Now that he was dead, there was no way to talk about his marriage.

Only the bleak sea breeze was blowing on her. She and Pingping hugged each other and cried bitterly, their hearts filled with endless pain and regret.

Chen Wang woke up slowly and found himself in a dark cave.

He tried hard to open his eyes, only to see Le Yao carefully wiping the sweat from his forehead.

He suddenly grabbed her slender wrist and asked excitedly: "Did I...did I really catch up with you on the Yellow Spring Road?"

Le Yao shook her head helplessly: "We are not dead. I jumped into the sea just to test your feelings. I didn't expect you to really..."

She didn't say anything else, but Chen Wang already understood everything.

"But you also know my background. I can't stay here any longer."

Chen Wang was so happy after getting his things back that he seemed to have made up his mind. "Miss Le Yao, if you don't mind, let's leave here and settle down somewhere where no one knows us."

Le Yao reminded him, "You still have relatives here, but I am different from you. I have already severed all ties with my family."

"Let's get out of here and wait until she's willing to accept you."

This was his most compromising solution. When the time came, it wouldn't be too late to bring his mother over to live with them.

"But I swore at that time that I would never have anything to do with you again..."

Jing Qiudie appeared at the right time and added fuel to the fire, saying, "It was Le Yao who made the vow, not Jing Yao. I am willing to accept you as my adopted daughter. From now on, you will change your name to Jing Yao, discard the past, and start over."

She was terrified, "Madam, I am of humble status, how can I be your adopted daughter?"

"I was born in a merchant family, and I know the hardships of life. I have seen and remembered your help along the way. Our meeting is fate. I am taking you in as my adopted daughter today, just following this fate. How can it be said to be excessive?"

Seeing this, Jiang Nianwei also hurriedly agreed: "Since mother has made the decision, you should stop refusing and kneel down to pay your respects."

Jing Yao and Chen Wangchao knelt respectfully in front of Jing Qiudie and kowtowed three times.

Jiang Nianwei had already prepared for them to leave the boat, and secretly handed Jing Yao a bag of silver, "These are what you deserve, keep them well."

She turned her gaze to Chen Wang who was standing aside, "Chen Wang, you must remember, if you dare to bully Jing Yao, I will never let you off easily!"

He swore solemnly, "I will never let her down! If I break this oath, I will be struck by lightning."

"Since you are leaving here, you must need to settle down. You can go to Longzhou, where there is a cloth shop owned by my second brother. Give this letter to the manager and he will definitely take care of you. When you get there, remember to send someone to send a letter to let me know that you have arrived safely."

Jingyao was so moved that she didn't know what to do, and her eyes were filled with tears.

"Oh, by the way, I have one more thing to ask of you. My mother has a nephew named Jing Zhuo. He should be passing through Longzhou to do business. I hope you can help me find out about him. I will be very grateful."

"Since he is my stepmother's nephew, he is naturally our relative." Jing Yao said firmly: "Don't worry, I will do my best to find his whereabouts and bring you his news."

Jiang Nianwei looked at the boat going away and silently prayed in her heart that they would arrive safely.

She turned around, a hint of sharpness in her eyes. Now she still had to deal with that guy Bao Laoliu.

As she expected, Bao Laoliu was about to go out to sea early in the morning with a small bag, but was stopped by two masked men halfway.

Bao Laoliu's heart sank suddenly, and he felt a chill running up his spine to his heart.

With a trembling voice, he squeezed out a few words from his throat: "You...you guys, what exactly do you want to do?"

Jiang Lanxu tied him up neatly and stuffed a packet of medicine powder into his mouth.

When the powder entered his throat, Bao Laoliu felt a burning sensation in his throat, as if a fire was raging inside.

Then, an indescribable pain surged over him like a tide, almost making him cry out in pain.

When he tried to speak, he found that his voice had become hoarse and he could no longer utter clear words.

Jiang Lanxu looked at him coldly, "You said things you shouldn't have said, and did things you shouldn't have done."

If he was let go, everyone on the island would be punished, even the villagers would be implicated. Bao Laoliu was illiterate, so the best way was to poison him and make him mute so that he could never speak again.

He was not a good person to begin with, so preventing him from making trouble with his eloquence was already a good thing for him.

"From now on, you will stay on this island and you are not allowed to leave. If we find you taking a single step, that day will be your death."

Bao Laoliu was so scared that he kowtowed repeatedly. Only then did he realize that he had offended the person he should not have offended, but it was too late.

……

After a night of crying and torment, Chen's mother wanted to take care of her son's funeral, but early in the morning she found a letter on the table.

She couldn't read, so she could only shamelessly find Jiang Yan and ask him to tell her the contents.

After reading the letter, Jiang Yan sighed and said, "Your son is not dead. He has left here and left some silver in the rice jar. It is enough for you to live for a while."

After hearing this, Chen's mother finally felt relieved.

She felt relieved that she had not killed her son.

She also let go of everything. As long as the child was alive and well, she would no longer ask about his affairs, let alone control his marriage. As for Pingping, whether she wanted to get married in the future or stay with her, she would not control her.

The night was as dark as ink, quietly covering the island.

In recent days, food has often been lost from villagers' homes. Jiang Lanxu led several villagers to patrol the island, looking for traces of thieves.

In the dim night, there were several sneaky figures not far away. A villager shouted, "Look over there! There seems to be a thief!"

Jiang Lanxu led people to chase after it, holding a lantern and taking a look.

It was discovered that these people were the long-missing Jiang Hao, Jiang Mian, Zhuang Qiuhe, and the pregnant Qin Mengrui.

As soon as she saw Jiang Lanxu, Qin Mengrui felt timid. She could no longer hide her body.

The scandal of her pregnancy before marriage was discovered by the person she least wanted to see.

They had been hiding on the island for some time, and now looked as miserable as savages.

Only torn strips of clothing were left on his body, swaying in the wind, making him look dirty and miserable.

His hair had lost its former neatness and was now unkempt, like weeds.

Hunger made their faces pale and their bodies so thin that they seemed like they could be blown down by a gust of wind. Even their steps seemed shaky and unsteady.

As soon as Zhuang Qiuhe saw him, she shouted, "I want to see your father. I have something important to tell him!"

"Just say whatever you want to say!"

"This matter concerns the bloodline of your Jiang family. I must explain it to him clearly!"

Jiang Yan happened to hear the commotion here at this time. When Zhuang Qiuhe saw him coming, a hint of shrewdness and calculation flashed in her eyes.

She quickly pointed at Qin Mengrui's slightly bulging belly, and her tone was somewhat pleading: "My daughter is pregnant with Jiang Hao's child. Jiang Yan, this is also the blood of your Jiang family. You can't hurt us! Jiang Hao is hateful, but the child is innocent. If you give us a way out, Mengrui will give birth to this child safely. Otherwise, we will die here!"

Jiang Yan frowned deeply, and he looked at Jiang Hao again, his deep eyes revealing some scrutiny and doubt, "Is it really so?"

Jiang Hao nodded. After living a hard life like savages in the mountains with Qin Mengrui, he gradually developed feelings for the child in her belly and longed to have an offspring.

I never thought that Zhuang Qiuhe would threaten Jiang Yan in this way, but now she can only use such a despicable method to save her life.

Jiang Yan could only ask Jiang Lanxu to lock them up first and let Jiang Nianwei check on Qin Mengrui's physical condition.

The moment Zhuang Qiuhe saw that her son was safe and sound, the heavy stone in her heart finally fell to the ground, and tears rolled down her cheeks like beads from a broken string.

"Ziqian, you...you're still alive...this...this is really great."

Seeing his hands bound in shackles, Jiang Mian couldn't help but ask, "Husband, how have you been spending these days since we were separated by the sea? Did that vicious woman do anything to you? Why are you so thin?"

Qin Ziqian looked up, his eyes were empty and numb, as if he had become indifferent to life and death. Even in the face of his mother's tears and his wife's concern, there was no ripple on his face.

Qin Mengrui struggled, not wanting Jiang Nianwei to examine her body, "Bitch, I don't want you to touch me even if I die!"

Jiang Nianwei held her wrist forcefully, and then said coldly: "You really should keep this child. This is probably the only child with your Qin family bloodline."

After hearing this, Qin Ziqian finally reacted.

He raised his head suddenly, his eyes bloodshot, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Jiang Nianwei, I beg you, you must not tell them, you must not leak this matter!"

Zhuang Qiuhe frowned, her eyes full of confusion, not knowing why her son had such a reaction.

Jiang Nianwei ignored Qin Ziqian's angry glare and said calmly, "Qin Mengrui's pulse is fluctuating abnormally. She will give birth in the next few days. But her body is weak. After this delivery, I'm afraid she will never be able to give birth again."

Hearing this, Qin Mengrui was struck by lightning. She struggled to get up, her eyes full of anger and unwillingness: "You vicious woman! If you hadn't interfered, how could I have ended up like this!"

"Have you ever heard the saying, 'You reap what you sow. Qin Mengrui, everything that happened to you today is all your own fault.'"

Qin Mengrui was so angry that her face turned pale. She wanted to pounce forward and bite Jiang Nianwei, but the sudden severe pain in her abdomen made her lose her strength instantly. She looked down and saw that her body was wet.

This was a sign of amniotic fluid rupture. Although Jiang Nianwei disliked her, she still found a midwife from the village to deliver the baby for her.

There were sounds of ghosts howling in the room, and just as the dawn was about to break, a clear cry was heard.

The midwife took the newborn baby in her trembling hands. When she saw the child's face clearly, her face turned pale instantly.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end only let out a low cry of surprise.

Seeing her strange expression, Zhuang Qiuhe couldn't help but move closer to take a look. She was so frightened that she could hardly breathe, and cold sweat instantly broke out on her forehead.

Seeing this, the midwife quickly stuffed the child into her hands and left in a hurry with a look of horror on her face.

Jiang Hao was about to push the door open, but was stopped by Zhuang Qiuhe, "Men should not enter the delivery room. Meng Rui is breastfeeding her child. You should stay away for now."

"Is the child a boy or a girl?"

Zhuang Qiuhe suppressed a smile and said, "It's a boy."

Jiang Hao's heart was filled with an unprecedented emotion at this moment. It was the excitement and anticipation of becoming a father, an experience he had never had in his life.

He shouted excitedly: "I have a son, I have a son!"

But at the same time, he was worried. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly turned around and knelt heavily in front of Jiang Yan, his expression full of false regret and pleading.

"Uncle, I have made an irreparable mistake, but now, I have suffered the pain I deserve. I am fully aware of my faults and am willing to bear all the consequences. But the child is still young, I beg you, for the sake of the child, to forgive our family!"

Jiang Hao is exactly the same as his father. He knows how to manipulate his father's mind and use his child as an excuse.

Jiang Yan stroked his beard, sighed, and was about to speak when Jiang Nianwei whispered something in his ear.

"Really?"

"Yes, Yunniang heard it clearly outside at that time."

Seeing Jiang Hao so excited, Jiang Nianwei shook her head gently and reminded him jokingly, "People say that it takes ten months of pregnancy to have a child. You and Qin Mengrui, I remember it was only seven months ago..."

Jiang Hao's face darkened. "What do you mean? Are you hinting to me that the child in her belly is not my blood?"

"This child is not of the Jiang family's bloodline. Back then, that mother and daughter wanted to frame my eldest brother, but somehow they pinned the blame on you. Yunniang heard it all clearly."

Jiang Hao took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner turmoil.

He told himself that all this was just Jiang Nianwei's scheme. She just wanted to use this method to stir up his inner anger and not want him to have an easy life.

"If you don't believe it, you can ask the mother and daughter what they are thinking."

Jiang Hao was already wavering. After careful calculation, he found that Qin Mengrui was indeed more than seven months pregnant and was about to give birth. Her belly was extremely large, and it was obvious that she was a full-term fetus.

At this moment, Qin Mengrui's scream was heard from the delivery room, "Monster, this is a monster, not my child!"

When Jiang Hao heard the noise, he rushed in despite Zhuang Qiuhe's obstruction. When his eyes fell on the child, he was shocked.

The baby in the cradle had no hands or feet and was in a strange shape. The originally delicate face had lost all vitality and took on a purple-blue color, and was obviously dead.

At this moment, Qin Mengrui's mental state had collapsed and she fell into crazy delirium.

“This… is not my child!” she screamed, her tone filled with fear and madness. “This is a monster. I strangled the monster to death with my own hands. Hahahaha, he’s dead, he’s finally dead!”

Jiang Hao's heart instantly fell from the clouds to the bottom of the valley. The doubts just now surged into his mind again, and he asked the mother and daughter in a harsh voice: "Is this my child?"