Regretful Beijing Marriage

Shen Tian froze.

He suddenly looked up and spoke instinctively.

"Impossible! I don't want to hear that again."

Jiang Yining looked at his overreaction and could only manage a faint, bitter smile.

Sure enough, she was right.

Even if we knew the truth, what difference would it make?

She miraculously saved Shen Tian's life from the brink of death, but ultimately couldn't change his mind.

After more than a decade of life together, she couldn't force him to come to her side.

Let alone getting Shen Tian to acknowledge his relatives, even just bringing him to his mother's grave to pay his respects once is a pipe dream.

If she were to forcefully instill the sins of the Shen family into Shen Tian, ​​given his obsession with the Shen family, he would most likely break down.

This is not what she wanted to see.

He's still just a child.

The truth was too heavy for him to bear, nor should he.

Jiang Yining's gaze drifted far away to the lake, her heart filled with a chill.

Seeing her remain silent for a long time, Shen Tian let out a heavy breath and looked at her with a serious expression.

"Don't say that again."

"If my family hears this, they won't let it go."

Jiang Yining turned her head to look at Shen Tian, ​​her emotions in her eyes complex and hard to discern.

There was no malice in the boy's eyes; in fact, there was a hint of warning.

He was thinking of her.

Jiang Yining felt somewhat gratified.

At least Shen Tian's personality is still very simple and clean.

The sibling rivalry was never his fault.

Jiang Yining's heart softened completely. She slowly raised her hand and gently stroked Shen Tian's head.

"Okay, I understand."

Shen Tian's body stiffened, he felt uneasy, and he frowned nervously.

"Why did you save me? You used to hate me."

"It's just that some truths have come to light late in life."

Jiang Yining responded softly, her voice hoarse.

"The grudges and entanglements of the previous generation should not be attributed to you; you are innocent."

Shen Tian couldn't understand the deeper meaning behind those words at all, and his brows furrowed even more.

"What's the truth?"

"It's nothing."

Jiang Yining gently shook her head.

After a long silence, she finally couldn't help but ask a question.

"Shen Tian, ​​if one day... and I'm asking hypothetically."

"If you found out that I am your biological sister, and my mother, Jiang Wan, is your biological mother, would you accept it?"

These words struck me like a thunderclap.

Shen Tian was startled, stood up abruptly, and his voice suddenly rose.

"Impossible! I'm a member of the Shen family. Shen Miaoyin is my only sister. The Shen family is my home!"

Just then, the caregiver's shouts came from not far away again.

"Young Master! Where are you? Quickly go back to your ward and rest!"

Jiang Yining stood up, suppressing her surging emotions.

"You just had surgery and you're weak. You should go home and rest."

Before Shen Tian could speak, Jiang Yining left.

Back in the ward, the caregiver arranged by Fu Huaiyan was attentive and meticulous.

All the dinners suited her taste.

Jiang Yining could only eat a few bites before she couldn't eat anymore.

She lay back in bed and sent a message to Wen Junshan.

"Mr. Wen, I need your help with a paternity test."

The other party replied instantly.

【it is good. 】

Jiang Yining put away her phone, closed her eyes, and lay down to rest.

No sleep for one night.

The following morning, despite being advised against it, Jiang Yining insisted on being discharged from the hospital.

Seeing this, the caregiver had no choice but to call Fu Huaiyan immediately.

Fu Huaiyan's tone was calm on the other end of the phone.

"I understand. You don't need to follow me. I'll handle it."

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Suburban cemetery.

The weeds were slightly cool, and the wind whistled.

Jiang Yining approached the tombstone and found a bouquet of blooming roses placed in front of her mother's tombstone.

Colorful, vibrant and bright.

It was my mother's favorite flower.

She looked around; the place was empty and deserted.

A warm feeling welled up in my heart.

It's enough that someone remembers Mom, no matter who it is.

Jiang Yining bowed her head and placed the bouquet she had brought in front of the tombstone.

She slowly squatted down, her fingertips gently tracing the photo on the tombstone.

In the photo, the mother has gentle eyes and a bright smile.

Forever frozen in the most beautiful years of their lives.

If my mother hadn't gone through all that, she would have always been so bright and carefree.

Hot tears welled up in my eyes.

Jiang Yining pressed her cheek against the cool tombstone, her suppressed emotions collapsing.

"Mom, I know the truth."

"The child you risked your life to give birth to back then didn't die. He's not a sister, he's a brother, he's Shen Tian."

"I saved him, and he is now perfectly fine, safe and sound, loved and carefree."

By this point, she was already sobbing uncontrollably, her throat tight with sobs.

"I'm sorry, Mom, I'm useless."

"I know the whole truth, I found your child, but I can't recognize him."

"I could only watch helplessly as he recognized his enemy as family and treated me as an outsider."

"That scumbag Qin Zhengtao ruined your life and ruined our whole family!"

The grievances and pain accumulated over more than a decade burst forth at this moment.

Jiang Yining buried her head in the tombstone and wept bitterly.

"I don't blame my brother. He was also a victim of this conspiracy. He knew nothing about it."

"Mom, wait for me a little longer. One day, I will bring him to see you."

"Let him know about his background, and how much you love him."

Soon, the crying subsided.

Jiang Yining slowly raised her head, her eyes cold and resolute.

"Mom, don't worry, I will never let Qin Zhengtao get away with this."

"What he owes you, I will collect it all, one debt at a time!"

She leaned against the tombstone, quietly feeling her mother's presence.

She didn't visit often after her mother passed away.

She didn't have the courage to face her mother.

Wait a little longer, she will soon clear her mother's name.

In the blink of an eye, the sky changed color.

Thunder roared.

The heavy rain poured down, soaking Jiang Yining's clothes in an instant.

It was icy cold.

Jiang Yining did not flinch, but numbly leaned against the tombstone, letting the wind and rain assault her.

Rainwater mingled with tears streamed down my face, blurring my vision.

She suddenly felt very tired.

Suddenly, a shadow fell over us.

The torrential rain was blocked.

Jiang Yining froze, then subconsciously looked up.

Amidst the pouring rain, Fu Huaiyan stood tall and straight in front of him.

He held up an umbrella, his deep eyes fixed on her slender figure.

"You've just been discharged from the hospital, and you're weak and have caught a chill. This could leave you with lifelong health problems."

Jiang Yining didn't move, a cold smile curling at the corner of her lips.

"Fu Huaiyan, aren't you tired?"

"Don't try to make these presumptuous attempts at compensation and compassion in front of me."

"Qin Zhengtao killed my mother, took my brother away, and forced my siblings and me to fight each other."

She paused, then looked up, her eyes surging with overwhelming hatred.

"My feud with the Shen family is a fight to the death!"