Chapter 1238: Chapter 1238: Contentment
Mu Yan glanced at Jiang Zhengfang. Was she praising her, or was she actually insulting their Jing Heng?
Of course, she thought the latter was more likely, given how vividly she remembered her sarcasm the last time.
Jiang Zhengting also sensed something was off in Jiang Zhengfang’s words and was helpless about this sister’s lack of brain.
She said with a smile, "Yeah, Jing Heng marrying Nuannuan is his blessing."
Mu Yan laughed, "Aunt, don’t say that. When Tingchuan gets married and you have a daughter-in-law, you won’t think I’m that great anymore."
She always felt that of everyone in the Jiang Family, Jiang Zhengting was the one who understood life the most clearly. Talking to smart people was the most comfortable.
The topic shifted, and Jiang Zhengting brought up Yin Manqing.
"Have you seen your mother-in-law recently?"
Mu Yan shook her head, "No."
Her relationship with Yin Manqing had always been lukewarm. Perhaps it was because she had thrown a check at her earlier, asking her to leave Jiang Jingheng, or perhaps it was because she wasn’t good to Jiang Jingheng. In any case, it was hard for her to feel close to her.
Jiang Zhengting frowned slightly, "It seems your mother-in-law is determined to leave your father-in-law."
"Who knows if she’s using the old strategy of retreating in order to advance?" Jiang Zhengfang said irritably.
Jiang Zhengting gave her a glare, spouting nonsense again.
Jiang Zhengfang shrank her neck and turned her face aside to look elsewhere.
With her interruption, Jiang Zhengting was completely at a loss for what to say. Fortunately, Mu Yan was sensible and used the excuse of checking how dinner was coming along to leave.
Jiang Zhengting looked at her sister with a face full of disappointment, "No matter how bad someone’s relationship with their mother-in-law is, it’s not your place to speak ill of her mother-in-law in front of her. Can’t you use your brain a bit?"
Jiang Zhengfang said grumpily, "Fine, fine, I get it. Stop nagging."
Jiang Zhengting sneered, "Fine, I won’t interfere. Then you can apologize to Jing Heng yourself and ask for his forgiveness."
"You want me to apologize to a junior?" Jiang Zhengfang found it somewhat hard to accept.
"Fine, as long as Qinghe isn’t my son. If you as his mother don’t care, there’s nothing I can do."
Jiang Zhengfang was momentarily speechless, looking over at Jiang Jingheng, who was playing chess with Jiang Wenhao, and feeling somewhat resentful. She had offended him, so why should he take it out on her son? It really was outrageous.
Jiang Zhengting looked at her sister’s little expression and had the urge to smack her.
She said earnestly, "No matter how Jing Heng treats us usually, there’s nothing to say about how he treats Qinghe. Would he vent his anger on Qinghe if you weren’t causing trouble? People should know contentment, and don’t think everything has to go your way. He doesn’t even have that much care for his own mother, let alone us aunts."
Jiang Zhengfang pursed her lips, "Got it."
Jiang Zhengting hoped she really understood.
Mu Yan came out of the kitchen and happened to meet Jiang Wenhui coming down the stairs.
She looked a bit tired, and Mu Yan asked with concern, "Big Sister, haven’t you rested well?"
Jiang Wenhui smiled, "I’ve been a bit busy lately. How about you, how have you been recently?"
"Not bad."
Jiang Wenhui said with concern, "I noticed those negative rumors have been cleared up. At least you don’t have to get smeared anymore. But regarding your mom’s situation, I hope you can let go a bit."
"Thank you."
"By the way, how’s your brother doing?"
Mu Yan thought Jiang Wenhui was really considerate, always caring about her and her family.
"He’s doing well, should be able to prepare for surgery soon."
Jiang Wenhui smiled, "That’s good."
The two chatted a bit, and suddenly Jiang Jingheng appeared by her side, asking, "Are you hungry?"
"Not hungry." Mu Yan shook her head.
Jiang Wenhui glanced at the two and tactfully walked away.
"Weren’t you playing chess?" Mu Yan asked curiously.
"Finished," Jiang Jingheng said in a soft voice.
Mu Yan instinctively looked toward the floor-to-ceiling window, and the spot opposite Jiang Wenhao was empty, but the pieces were still on the board.
Just then, Liu Xiangqing looked over and smiled at her, full of teasing.
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