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"But they all said..."
"Who are they? Why aren't you listening to your husband? Didn't Huo Jincheng tell you that I'm fine and just on vacation?"
At this point, Jian Yunong became angry.
"He lied. Your going in there probably has something to do with him. I don't believe him; he's just a cold-blooded animal!"
A hit landed on her head immediately!
Mist Shenshen was really frustrated, "If it weren't for your husband discovering you were missing and searching everywhere for you, waking me up! I probably wouldn't be here treating your wounds but instead preparing incense for you! Jian Yunong, you married him, and in this world, you two are the closest people to each other. If you don't trust him, who can you trust? This time, I told him not to inform you about my accident. Why tell you? You're just like your mother, worrying for no reason!"
It was me who told him not to inform you...
It was me who told him not to inform you...
It was me who told him not to inform you...
Jian Yunong's ears kept echoing those words.
"But..."
"But what!" Mist Shenshen began counting the costs, "Why did you call that scumbag? Don't you know how much I hate him? You didn't even seek help from your husband but turned to an outsider instead!"
Here it comes, here it comes; what was meant to happen couldn't be avoided.
Jian Yunong held her head in pain, "I'm dizzy; I need to sleep."
As soon as Mist Shenshen heard this, she immediately stopped nagging, "No way! Did they hit your head too? Those shameless people!"
"No, I just need to rest for a bit."
"Don't worry, this time your husband will take care of it. No one from the Jian Family will have an easy time. You're carrying the next heir of the Huo Family! I really want to see their expressions when they find out the wild child they keep talking about getting rid of is actually from Huo Group and Changsun. It must be quite a sight! The Jian Family may be powerful in A City, but your husband is different; crushing them is like squashing ants."
Jian Yunong suddenly remembered that someone had picked her up when she fainted, carrying a faint scent of grass and wood. It must have been Huo Jincheng.
She looked around but didn't see him.
She couldn't quite describe her feelings; she was actually afraid to see him, yet she also wanted to see him...
"Stop looking; he's already gone. There are important contracts at the company waiting for him to handle. Coming to Nancheng has already disrupted his plans. You little fool, don't wander around and cause trouble, okay?"
Jian Yunong nodded silently.
For the first time, she realized that a hidden marriage wasn't as carefree as she thought; it wasn't that no one took the marriage seriously.
They were already married—how could it not matter?
After three days of living like a pig, on the fourth day, she felt that if she didn't get out of bed soon, she would really start to mold. Foggy finally allowed her to walk around.
But it was limited to this floor.
Jian Yunong stood by the window in the hallway, feeling the sunlight when she suddenly saw a familiar face rushing in through the door.
Jian Dan was holding a Thermos Flask, as if she had come to deliver food.
Which member of the Jian Family was hospitalized?
Jian Yunong just thought about it and didn't worry about anything, nor did she have any intention of visiting the sick.
However, she never expected to run into Jian Dan while taking a walk after dinner.
“Jian Yunong! Sister, I beg you! Please spare us the Jian Family!”
Jian Dan’s plea startled Jian Yunong so much that she almost jumped against the wall.
In the Jian Family, Jian Yunong had always been looked down upon and scorned. Suddenly being grabbed by Jian Dan in such a “warm” manner was overwhelming for her!
Fortunately, Mist Shenshen arrived just in time, pushing away Jian Dan’s hand and protecting Jian Yunong behind her like a mother hen shielding her chick.
“What are you doing? Don’t you think you’ve had enough of a lesson?”
“The Jian Family is already struggling. Now your husband has messed things up; the bank we had a deal with is pressuring us, and orders have been canceled. Jian Yunong, the current state of the Jian Family is all your father’s hard work. Would you want to see his efforts wasted like this?”
A sneer appeared at the corner of Mist Shenshen’s mouth; the Jian Family was so foolish that they still didn’t know who their opponent was.
“You’ve tormented Jian Yunong to this extent, and no one has come to apologize. Now you come here, and with just a few words, you expect us to let you off? Let me tell you, this matter is no longer up to Jian Yunong. Her husband is unhappy that his precious wife has been bullied and wants to take action; you can only blame yourselves!”
Precious wife? What nonsense!
Aunt, you really can talk nonsense!
Jian Dan could never have imagined that Jian Yunong had quietly caused such a big incident. No wonder she looked down on Yi Nansheng; it turned out there was a big backer behind her.
“Don’t you want your mother and father to be buried together? As long as you ask your husband to stop, this matter will be resolved. You can’t really let the Jian Family go bankrupt; we’re all family. Can you bear to see us homeless?” Tears welled up in Jian Dan’s eyes. “We owe you an apology. But back then, we didn’t let you and your mother end up on the streets! Would your father want to see his brothers suffer like this?”
Mist Shenshen forcefully summoned the security, saying, "People like this should never appear on our floor again."
Jian Dan was dragged out.
As she was being taken away, tears streamed down her face as she cried out Jian Yunong's name, "Please, please!"
She looked extremely pitiful.
Mist Shenshen pulled the dazed Jian Yunong back into the hospital room and began preparing fruit for her while warning, "You mustn't show any weakness! Those people are taking advantage of that to do whatever they want to you. I have to say, my sister is also not thinking straight. The Jian Family believes that Brother-in-law was killed by her; how could they let her be buried in the ancestral grave and ruin the Jian Family's feng shui?"
The union of Jian Yunong's parents was not blessed.
The Jian Family was a prominent local family that looked down on the Fog Family, who were outsiders. The Fog Family was a scholarly family, and Mist Old Man did not want his eldest daughter to suffer by marrying into the Jian Family, so he opposed the marriage.
Jian Mother was forced to study abroad for seven years. It wasn't until Mist Shenshen was born that she rushed back to see her weakened mother after giving birth and reunited with Jian Yunong's father. They both had lingering feelings for each other, and despite the difficulties, they came together.
Unfortunately, the peaceful years of deep love between the couple lasted only until Jian Yunong was fourteen.
Jian Mother managed her husband's estate but only held on until Jian Yunong graduated from university before passing away.
"Auntie, my mom wanted to leave with my dad ever since he died," Jian Yunong fell into memories, her tone becoming somber. "If it weren't for me being there for her, she would have committed suicide long ago. She lived for me. But she wasn't happy at all. The Jian Family couldn't stand me; she exhausted herself managing the company just to ensure I had a good life. If it weren't for me, she wouldn't have been unable to hold on at such a young age. If it weren't for me, she wouldn't have stayed in the Jian Family, enduring so many years of disdain and gossip."
Tears slowly flowed down her cheeks and into the corners of her mouth, the bitter taste seeping deep into her heart.
Knowing that Mist Shenshen disliked her crying appearance, Jian Yunong raised her hand to cover her eyes. "She suffered so much for me; this is her only wish. How could I not fulfill it?"
Mist Shenshen sighed deeply, turned away, and secretly wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes.
"What sister killed Brother-in-law? It should be that the sister was dragged to death by Brother-in-law! Knowing that there are a bunch of relatives at home who are not easy to deal with, she still insists on staying in the family."
Mist Shenshen didn't want to say these words in front of Jian Yunong.
After all, her late father would always be perfect in her heart.
"This matter is not up to you to decide. You should go find your husband and talk to him."
"I can't find him."
"Just call him!"
But her phone is lost!
Jian Yunong stammered and fell silent.
This time, Mist Shenshen didn't scold her.
"This is from Huo Jincheng."
She placed a box next to Jian Yunong.
Jian Yunong opened it and couldn't help but complain, "His taste seems a bit strange."
Although it was unkind to say so, why did he send her a black phone? It looked like something a businessman would carry. The screen was also not very big; she preferred one that was almost bigger than her face!
"No thanks, I'll buy one myself."
She refused such a gift.
Mist Shenshen looked at her niece with a dumbfounded expression. "Letting you into the Public Relations Department is truly the biggest stain on my career. You took the luxury goods catalog I showed you and fed it to the dogs, didn't you? This is Vito! Vito! The cheapest one costs at least sixty or seventy thousand."
Jian Yunong was so startled that she almost dropped her phone.
Fortunately, Mist Shenshen was quick and caught it.
"Are you trying to drive me crazy?"
"Aunt, this is too expensive; I can't accept it."
"Hmph." Mist Shenshen poked her forehead. "It's from your husband, just take it. If you ask me, this phone suits you perfectly. Why do you need such a big screen? It won't fit in your pocket and will attract thieves."
"I would be heartbroken if I dropped it! I'm always losing things!" Jian Yunong still chose to refuse.
Mist Shenshen forcefully shoved the phone into her hand. "You only know what it feels like to be heartbroken when you cherish it!"
Fine, Jian Yunong would treat this phone like a treasured ancestor from now on. She couldn't afford to lose it.
"By the way, your husband's number is already saved for you. For that matter regarding the Jian Family, just talk to him directly."
In her contacts, the first entry was her husband.
The word "husband" felt somewhat embarrassing...
Jian Yunong silently deleted it and changed it to Huo Jincheng, but then felt that wasn't quite right either.
President?
Chairman?
She made several edits and finally settled on: Sanwa.
This sudden inspiration was simply brilliant; Jian Yunong was rolling on the bed laughing while holding her phone.
Suddenly, a deep voice from a man came to her ears.
"Jian Yunong, it seems you're in good spirits, which means your health is fine."
Oh my gosh, she had been laughing so hard that she accidentally dialed Huo Jincheng's number.
Jian Yunong was so startled that she hung up the phone immediately.
Nancheng, Dynasty Hotel Board of Directors.
Everyone was nervously waiting for Huo Jincheng, who had suddenly left the meeting.
To interrupt a meeting like this to take a call must mean it was an important one.
As it turned out, he returned in less than a minute.
This time, his expression seemed even worse than when he first answered the call.
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