The Runaway Wife of the Godfather of the Republic of China

Chapter 246: Snowmelt (3)
"Jingxue—"

Ye Qingran's tone was so soft that she might scare the woman with her eyes closed.

"Jingxue, I'm Qingran, here I come."

"Miss Jiang died of dystocia for a long time. Fortunately, the young master survived. Are you Miss Ye?" A strange voice pierced Ye Qingran's heart like a knife.

"Jingxue—" She staggered and threw herself on Jingxue, shaking her icy body vigorously, "Speak—Jingxue! It's me—it's me—"

Her fingers tremblingly brushed over Jing Xue's bloodless face, and touched the congealed bright red.

Ye Qingran couldn't suppress his grief and indignation, and immediately passed out.

Tang Chengxun hugged her limp body.

Opening his eyes, Ye Qingran managed to squeeze out two words, "Jingxue."

"Zhou Chuanming has already inquired clearly that Jiang Jingxue thought she was carrying a boy before she gave birth, and she was determined to leave it to the Pan family, and she insisted on giving up the mother to protect the child during difficult labor." Tang Chengxun stared at her dull eyes with pity.

She threw off the quilt, staggered and ran out.

Tang Chengxun frowned and followed her steps, carrying her into the car.

"I'll take you."

When they arrived at Pan Zhuyu's small mansion, Ye Qingran couldn't stand still.

Tang Chengxun supported her limp body.

Jiang Jingxue's body was placed quietly in the hall.

Before Ye Qingran approached, tears were already in his eyes.

Jiang Jingxue's face was as calm as before, and her cheeks were slightly flushed just after being put on makeup by the mortician, as if she was a shy and pretty girl who was drunk with spring smoke that year.

Her slender eyebrows and fine eyes set off her almost transparent complexion, like the mist in the distant mountains.

Under the freshly applied rouge, her lips were as pale as snow in deep winter, covering up the fireworks in this world.

"Miss Ye, before Jingxue died, she kept chanting your and Miss Zhong's names—" Pan Zhuyu walked over weeping.

"Why did this happen—" Ye Qingran burst into tears, "There are so many children in the world, why is Jing Xue—"

"My condolences, Ms. Ye." The butler of the small mansion hurriedly came to comfort her, "Second Aunt said before leaving that it was her own fate, and people who didn't want to live were sad for her."

"Life is not blessed! It's so good!" Ye Qingran gritted his teeth with hatred, and approached Pan Zhuyu, "You have a wife and children, why did you provoke Jingxue! Back then, your sweet words tricked this innocent girl, and she was willing to give you the money. Be a concubine and give birth to you. She was confused at the time, why couldn't you give up the child to save her life!"

"I'm also very sad about this ending. Miss Ye, you and Jingxue are close friends, you should know what she is like! She and I have a deep affection, and we want to have a child—" Pan Zhuyu explained.

"You can't just focus on her deep love and save her life!"

"You distorted my meaning, Miss Ye. Jingxue is not only my woman, but also my confidant. I have really tried my best."

"You are well now. You have a son, a wife and three daughters—what about Jingxue alone? You just have the heart to let her suffer in that world?" Ye Qingran grabbed Pan Zhuyu's lapel, "Are you worthy of her? See Can you have a clear conscience with your son? Don't you have nightmares every night?"

Tang Chengxun stared at the hoarse and almost crazy woman not far away, and another turbulent wave was set off in his heart.

He thought that a year of doing business had worn away her arrogance and strength of character. It turned out that her former strength and determination had always been hidden in her heart.

"Miss, don't hold on to Zhu Yu. If Jing Xue can give birth to the eldest grandson of our old Pan family, we will give her the title of Mrs. Ru, bury her in the Pan family's ancestral grave, enshrine her in the ancestral hall, and enjoy her forever." Incense from the descendants of the Pan family." Pan's mother, who had bound feet, came tremblingly with the support of a woman.

Several servants tried to pull Ye Qingran away from Pan Zhuyu's hand, but Zhou Chuanming and several subordinates had already pointed their guns at them.

"This is your reward for a fresh life? You are too generous—" Ye Qingran let go of Pan Zhuyu, shaking her head and crying, "She is only 20 years old! At such a fancy age, her life could have continued, you are too selfish -"

Tang Chengxun whispered in her ear, "Let them all come and be buried with Jiang Jingxue."

There was a chill in her heart.

"All the mistakes were made by me, and I would like to change the well-being of all the Pan family with my one." Pan Zhuyu had a deep fear of Tang Chengxun in his bones.

She glanced at the trembling Pan family mother and son and the room full of servants lying on the ground kowtowing like garlic, feeling sad from the bottom of her heart.

Even if they take the lives of all of them, Jing Xue's life can't be exchanged!
A young nanny ran out of the back room with a big red baby in her arms, "Miss Ye, Miss Ye, please spare the Pan family for this poor child's sake?"

Ye Qingran turned his eyes to the baby's pink face, he stared at her with his dark eyes, he was so soft and small, he couldn't feel the danger and helplessness in the world at all.

His eyebrows look like Jingxue, this is the only flesh and blood she has left in this world!
"That's all." Ye Qingran walked slowly to Jingxue's side, crying uncontrollably, "Jingxue, what else can I do for you?"

Tears were like broken beads, dripping on Jingxue's dead face.

She studied with her in Kai Tak, roamed the streets and alleys of Shanghai together, and...

The past years have carried too many memories. When I think of it now, it is as heavy as a mountain and as vast as the sea.

From then on, there was no woman named Jiang Jingxue in her life again.

Some are just the helplessness of often hating the water facing east in life.

Leave only the remaining regrets and sorrows in this world.

In the quiet mourning hall, only her desperate cries remained.

After a long time, she walked up to Tang Chengxun and said slowly, "Please do me a favor—make Pan Zhuyu a eunuch!"

Tang Chengxun was puzzled, and immediately waved to Zhou Chuanming.

Zhou Chuanming and several men in black carried Pan Zhuyu, who had already limp into a puddle, out.

Immediately there came Pan Zhuyu's howling like killing a pig.

Pan's mother in the room fainted immediately.

Ye Qingran lowered her eyes in relief, "Thank you. Only in this way can Jingxue's sole status in the Pan family be guaranteed. Jingxue can feel at ease under the Nine Springs, and Pan Zhuyu will never ask for flowers again."

(End of this chapter)