Chapter 50 Better than being a monk for a lifetime
Faced with Jiang Nuantang's coercion and inducement, Mu Yunqian had to tell the truth about what happened back then:
"Actually, it's nothing. You have also seen my cousin. He is not a womanizer. He lives like an ascetic in his daily life. The family is worried that he will die alone. My grandfather has lamented more than once that he doesn't know what he can do.
I cannot live to see my cousin marry and have children.
I couldn't help him get a wife, but there were still ways to raise a grandchild, so I found an opportunity and added something to the wine he drank..."
Even though several years had passed, Mu Yunqian felt extremely aggrieved whenever he mentioned what happened back then.
Carrying on the family lineage is a big deal.
Regardless of the outcome of this matter, Qin Yawei helped the Shao family give birth to the emperor's grandson after all.
Grandpa also fulfilled his wish and no longer has to worry about the Shao family having no heirs.
Isn't this something worthy of praise?
Why did he end up exiled to a foreign country and homeless?
The more Mu Yunqian thought about it, the more he felt that there was no way to relieve the depression in his heart. He urgently needed someone to talk to, but he found that there was no sound on the other end of the phone for a long time, and he felt a little confused:
"Sister, are you listening? Why don't you speak?"
He was answered by a long silence.
After a while, Jiang Nuantang's voice came from the other end of the phone:
"I am listening."
The soft voice is melodious and melodious, like the gurgling water. If you listen carefully, it has an inexplicable coolness to it.
Mu Yunqian felt it, but didn't think too much. He just wanted to clear his name with Jiang Nuantang:
"Then to be fair, you said that although I was wrong in this matter, after so many years, shouldn't my cousin's anger subside?
After all, if it weren't for me, how could he have a son? Although the woman named Qin is indeed not a thing, there are many examples in big families of leaving the mother and leaving the son. No matter what, it is better than him being a monk all his life..."
Mu Yunqian finished speaking angrily, and at the end he did not forget to ask Jiang Nuantang's opinion:
"You think so! Sister..."
She originally thought Jiang Nuantang would be on her side, but unexpectedly she heard a chuckle:
"Ah!"
A laugh that was half cool and half sarcastic finally brought Mu Yunqian back to his senses after he was immersed in the past.
Being familiar with Jiang Nuantang's personality, he keenly sensed something was wrong. He couldn't help but stop the topic and called out uncertainly:
"sister?"
The erratic tone, in addition to the initial temptation, also contained a hint of sincerity and fear.
Mu Yunqian felt regretful in his heart. If he had known about it, he would not have said it.
In the end, I lost my backer and offended this great god. I don’t even know where I went wrong.
Mu Yunqian was distressed when he heard Jiang Nuantang say viciously:
"If you ask me, Shao Zhanlin was too kind to just throw you to Continent A. You should have been thrown to Continent F. It would be better to become a son-in-law in some tribe..."
Jiang Nuantang's words were merciless, and of course she knew that she was venting her anger.
She felt that if Mu Yunqian hadn't drugged Shao Zhanlin, she and Shao Zhanlin wouldn't have succeeded, Qin Yawei's conspiracy wouldn't have succeeded, and her father wouldn't have been mad to death.
But there are so many assumptions in life. Maybe it's not Shao Zhanlin, but Mr. Huang in the room, the wretched old man who makes her live in the shadows all year round.
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Nuantang finally controlled his emotions, stopped talking, and stopped verbally attacking Mu Yunqian on the other end of the phone.
Despite this, Mu Yunqian had long been frightened by her sensational threats.
Weeping and shameless, he asked:
"Sister, what's wrong with you? Did I offend you in some way?"
Mu Yunqian almost knelt down.
The most terrifying thing in the world is to be like this, offending the most solid and powerful supporter in the past few years, and still not knowing where I went wrong.
Jiang Nuantang obviously didn't want to answer his questions, so he spoke calmly:
"No, you are very good. I simply don't know how to praise you."
It was obviously a compliment, but Mu Yunqian felt an inexplicable chill down his spine.
Just as he was about to ask further questions, the other party had already hung up the phone.
Listening to the busy tone coming from the other end of the phone, Mu Yunqian felt like a dark cloud was coming over him.
Just when he didn't know what to do, the phone rang. It was the man responsible for investigating what happened five years ago.
"Boss, we found out that Sister Nuan's child was taken away by a man named Qin when he was born. Afraid that the matter would be exposed, the man named Qin killed him and silenced him."
Such a development is really unbelievable, and the voices of his subordinates also revealed shock, but the most difficult thing to accept was Mu Yunqian.
"What did you say? Qin Yawei's son was born to Sister Nuan?"
That is to say...
Was his cousin's child born to Sister Nuan?
Therefore, the person who had a romantic relationship with his cousin was not Qin Yawei, but... Jiang Nuantang?
Mu Yunqian lives in Bengbu.
Whoever is exposed to such truth will collapse.
Especially since he had just confessed what happened five years ago, it was like digging his own grave. No wonder Jiang Nuantang hung up the phone without saying a few words.
Mu Yunqian held his heart and took a deep breath, feeling that the oxygen in the air was a little thinner.
"That's right!"
The person reporting the report did not know his specific identity or what he was thinking. He was still immersed in the excitement of the development of the situation and boasted:
"I thought only men would choose to leave their mother and keep their children, but I didn't expect that women would do this and it would have nothing to do with us..."
The subordinate spoke excitedly, but little did he know that every word he spoke was to rub salt into Mu Yunqian's body.
What removes the mother and leaves the son?
Go to hell, mother and child.
Thinking of those bastard words he said when he confessed just now, Mu Yunqian just wished that lightning would strike him to death from the sky, so as not to be thrown into Continent F to become a son-in-law.
Thinking of his new son-in-law, Mu Yunqian felt like crying again.