When the female supporting role has a beauty system

Chapter 1137 Shengnan 69
The next morning, despite the long night of fooling around, Jin Jue was still full of energy. On the other hand, Jiang Shengnan's exposed skin was covered with marks.

The room was a complete mess. Jin Jue carefully covered Jiang Shengnan with a blanket, and after washing up, he started tidying up the room. He could certainly have the housekeeper do it, but he was afraid that from today onwards, he would never be able to get close to Jiang Shengnan again.

Around ten o'clock, Jiang Shengnan finally woke up. Staring at the ceiling above her head, Jiang Shengnan's eyes gradually narrowed. She had promised to make it up to Jin Jue yesterday, but she didn't expect that bastard to take advantage of her.

Sure enough, feeling sorry for a man only brings bad luck to yourself. Jiang Shengnan bit the blanket, and after Jin Jue knocked and entered, she shrank further under the covers, not wanting to see anyone at all.

Jin Jue smiled and placed the breakfast on the bedside table: "The kitchen has cooked porridge. Why don't you get up and eat before you go back to sleep? I'll go out now."

Hearing the door close, Jiang Shengnan took a deep breath before getting out of bed. But as soon as she sat up, she saw Jin Jue leaning against the wall, smiling at her.

Jiang Shengnan sighed helplessly. That scoundrel of a man was so cunning. He said he was going out, but he stayed in the room anyway; he just knew how to trick her.

Jin Jue didn't dare to really anger her, so he came over and helped Jiang Shengnan eat breakfast. He then stayed with Jiang Shengnan in the bedroom.

Jiang Shengnan recovered from the awkwardness and looked up at Jin Jue: "You didn't go to the company today?"

“I feel that having me by your side is the most important thing at times like this,” Jin Jue tapped her head. “I’m going to the study for a meeting in a bit, you can sleep a little longer?”

Jiang Shengnan's eyes darted around: "No, I want to go for a walk."

She can't stand the word "sleep" anymore.

Jin Jue's eyes widened in surprise: "Okay, then I'll carry you to the study?"

Jiang Shengnan blushed and tried to defend herself: "I can walk by myself."

Jin Jue glanced at her trembling hands as she held the bowl of porridge, and the meaning was self-evident.

--split line--

In N City, life hasn't been peaceful for the Jiang family since Mr. and Mrs. Jiang returned from the sanatorium. Jiang Shengli usually works as a courier and occasionally does food delivery.

Wang Sumei works as a cashier in a supermarket. Before Lao Jiang and his wife left, the couple felt they could manage, at least the burden wasn't heavy, and they didn't need to rely on retirement funds and had a monthly pension income of over four thousand yuan.

However, after Jiang Shengnan cut off the old Jiang couple's pension, Jiang Shengli and Wang Sumei discovered that life was far more difficult than they had imagined. First of all, the old Jiang was a heavy user of medicine; before, when he was in the nursing home, all his medical treatment and medication were paid for by Jiang Shengnan.

But now that he's back, Lao Jiang's medication can't be stopped, which is an expense.

Another thing is that the elderly couple has returned, and they still need to eat every day. Wang Sumei roughly calculated that, including Lao Jiang's medicine expenses, the elderly couple would need at least six thousand a month.

As for Lao Jiang's usual pension of over four thousand yuan, it simply couldn't cover the elderly couple's expenses. Although Jiang Shengnan sent them 3000 yuan every month, it barely covered their costs, leaving them with nothing more.

Thinking back to the past few years and then to the present, Wang Sumei and Jiang Shengli whispered, "How about... you send your parents back to the countryside? Your mother is still in good health and can take care of your father." "Give your father his pension back to him; we never touched it before. Prices are high in the city, and your parents have the money your younger sister sends them every month. They'll have some left over after expenses in the countryside."

Jiang Shengli was now seething with anger. He used to be the one taking money from other people's pockets. But now, the whole family depended on him for money. He never expected that Jiang Shengnan would either not make a move at all, or when she did, she would turn his life upside down.

As soon as he got home, all he heard were his wife's complaints, his mother's accusations, and his father's scolding. Jiang Shengli wasn't a good person to begin with, but now that Wang Sumei had mentioned it, he immediately agreed: "Okay, we'll send them back to the countryside tomorrow."

He's already struggling to support his family, so how could he possibly spend money to support his parents in their old age? If the old couple can manage, great; if not, it's their bad luck—who told them to give birth to him?
Therefore, before Jiang Shengli and his wife had even stayed at Jiang Shengli's house for a full month, Jiang Shengli sent them to the countryside. The official excuse was that the house was too small and there wasn't enough room for them.

The real reason is obvious to everyone: they were kicked out by their son and daughter-in-law.

Jiang's mother wiped away her tears: "If Shengnan were still here, she wouldn't treat us like this."

Old Jiang coughed: "She won't come back. We treated her like that... she won't come back."

Looking back over the past few decades, Lao Jiang realized that his most carefree time was during the years he spent in the sanatorium. He didn't have to worry about anything, not even about seeing a doctor or taking medicine; he could simply enjoy himself.

But why did he become so blinded by greed and give his pension to Jiang Shengli? People say that raising children is for old age security, but does raising children really provide for old age security?

Tan You looked at the two sitting opposite each other, weeping, and couldn't help but sneer. So-called regret never stemmed from recognizing their mistakes or favoritism, but rather from realizing that without the people who once nourished them with their blood and flesh, their lives weren't as comfortable as before.

Just as Lao Jiang had predicted, his life was already on a downward spiral. After leaving the sanatorium, this downward spiral accelerated rapidly.

After living in the countryside for less than two months, Lao Jiang suffered a heart attack. Even with emergency medical treatment, his condition did not improve.

Jin Jue was also keeping a close eye on the situation in Jiang Shengnan's hometown, knowing it was a source of great anxiety for Jiang. He received the news as soon as Old Jiang was admitted to the hospital.

Jiang Shengnan already knew from Tan You that the two had discussed whether to return to N City to hold a funeral for Lao Jiang before Jin Jue came back.

Jiang Shengnan didn't want to go back; she wanted to escape. But she fell silent under Tan You's all-knowing gaze.

"Jiang Shengnan." Tan You had never called her by her full name before. Jiang Shengnan was startled and looked at Tan You with a panicked expression.

Tan You snapped her fingers: "Jiang Shengnan, you can't be so selfish. No matter how badly Old Jiang and his wife treat you, you still have to bear half the responsibility. If you don't go back, do you want Jin Jue to take that responsibility for you?"

"Jin Jue took the responsibility for you, and you've been so at ease with yourself for the next few decades? Occasionally, in the dead of night, you'll recall their once insignificant moments of tenderness? Day after day, you'll begin to harbor resentment towards the person beside you?"

Jiang Shengnan said awkwardly, "I didn't mean that!"

Tan You's tone was unusually stern: "I don't usually say these things because your inherent selfishness and cold-heartedness haven't surfaced yet, and I don't need to point them out."

“But you are, after all, the child of Lao Jiang and his wife, and you still have their personality traits, such as… selfishness, and being good at putting yourself in the position of a victim.”