From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 696: 357 Relic (15 more updates)_3

What does this mean?

This child has a use, or perhaps she holds something in her hands that Ran Tengxiao wants.

“Qinglong Order.”

Zhao Qin was stunned, “Qinglong Order? What is that?”

——

With a “smack,” she slapped the back of the chair. The woman almost clenched her teeth and said, “She’s actually Ran Bowen’s daughter. Since she left the mountain, it’s been a trap every step of the way. She’s fooled all of us. What does she want, to avenge Ran Bowen?”

Jiang Chunlan’s chest heaved violently, the taste of betrayal was truly unbearable.

And the person who had betrayed her was the very enemy she wished to rip apart.

The compartment fell silent. The young man sat in the single seat by the window, silent as a statue.

He reached out to lower the window, letting the cold wind pour in and dispel the stuffiness of the compartment.

Jiang Chunlan glanced at him, “Jinchen, I know you can’t accept it, but she is indeed the daughter of the man who killed your father. I wanted to see you together before, but now it seems there’s no fate between you.”

Her initial intuition was right, thankfully she stopped it early, preventing Jinchen from falling deeper and deeper into the trap.

“Don’t worry, I’ll find the best girl in the world for you, one who is truly worthy of you.”

Jiang Chunlan grasped Jiang Jinchen’s hand but couldn’t help furrowing her brows, “Why is it so cold? Close the window quickly, don’t catch a cold.”

Jiang Jinchen withdrew his hand and looked out the window at the night.

“You killed Ran Bowen, didn’t you?”

Jiang Chunlan’s eyes sank suddenly, withdrawing her hand slowly, “Everyone knows that Ran Bowen was killed by his confidant, Yu Jiang.”

“Yu Jiang is your man, isn’t he?” Jiang Jinchen suddenly turned his head, his dark eyes deep and unfathomable.

Jiang Chunlan said disbelievingly, “Jinchen, are you blaming me? You know Ran Bowen was the enemy who killed your father, your father was such a good man, do you know how miserable his death was? He had such great ambitions and dreams, but he died an unjust death because of Ran Bowen. He didn’t even know you existed. Didn’t Ran Bowen deserve to die? I only regret not cutting him into a thousand pieces.”

“Ran Bowen deserved to die, but Ming Jing is innocent. Do not take your anger out on her.”

“Jinchen, do you still have her in your heart right now? Can you face your father?”

“When will the cycle of vengeance end? You killed Ran Bowen, but Ming Jing put this debt on my head. What about you? All the hatred should have ended when Ran Bowen died. It shouldn’t continue to spread.”

Jiang Jinchen’s hands on his knees clenched tightly into fists.

Jiang Chunlan narrowed her eyes and suddenly laughed, regaining her usual elegance and grace, raising her hand to smooth back her disheveled hair from her temples.

“You’re right, the hatred shouldn’t continue to spread. She is her, Ran Bowen is Ran Bowen. I was confused for a moment. She is a good child, not like Ran Bowen.”

Jiang Chunlan dispelled the coldness in her eyes and smiled faintly, “We’re home, hurry upstairs and take a hot bath, and go to bed early.”

Jiang Jinchen got out of the car, walked through the courtyard, and entered the living room with long strides.

Jiang Chunlan stood in the courtyard, a small tree half a man’s height stood bare, its branches stretching out like a person. It looked strangely eerie at first glance.

She stood in front of the small tree, stroking the branches with her hand. Her gentle expression was like caressing her lover’s face.

“I won’t allow anyone to harm our son.”

So, she must die.

“It’s too cold outside, Madam. Let’s go into the room.” Zhou Xue draped a coat over Jiang Chunlan’s shoulders.

“Where is Night Hawk? Why won’t he come when I call him? Has his wings hardened and no longer regards me as Madam?”

“Well…, Night Hawk is on a mission in Yunzhou.”

“I don’t believe his lies. Tell him that I still have Yu Jiang’s belongings in my possession. If he obediently cleans up the Rans for me, I will give it to him. Otherwise…”