Chapter 166: Song Jie Is Going Mad! Qin Jiang Officially Meets His Mother-in-Law

Song Jie choked on his words. He truly didn’t expect that Jiang Kexin, failing to find him at the hospital, would come to school and spread the rumor that the child in her belly was actually his.

Even though this woman was his childhood sweetheart and girlfriend—someone he’d loved for many years and once would have given everything to—

Now he’d seen how she’d allowed herself to be violated. She couldn’t even find the child’s biological father herself, yet she wanted him to take the fall?

It was simply too little respect for him as a person.

Jiang Kexin thought she knew how soft-hearted Song Jie was. She was sure he couldn’t bear to see the reputation of such a pure, beautiful foreign language department darling ruined.

Even if grudgingly, he wouldn’t want the carefully maintained image she built at Huajing University to collapse in an instant.

“Song Jie, I never thought you’d be this kind of person—running after Qin Jiang to be his lackey and, once you get money, abandoning your childhood lover… so irresponsible.”

“Yeah, if you dump Jiang Kexin and she can’t handle it, it could end in two deaths…”

“Heh, I think Song Jie hung around Qin Jiang, got a little cut of the pie from Qin Jiang’s rich woman, and now he really thinks he’s rich too.”

“Jiang Kexin is the department beauty—pure, pretty, and with good grades. If someone like her could like you, you should be cherishing her…“

In the student council office, this gossip was clearly a direct challenge to Song Jie’s current authority in handling affairs on behalf of Brother Jiang.

Song Jie noticed this too, his gaze darkening as it landed on Yu Qian.

Back then Yu Qian had sucked no small amount of Brother Jiang’s money.

Yet she managed to vanish perfectly after Bai Chuchu’s incident.

Clearly she was also a ruthless character.

“Cut the crap—Jiang Kexin cheated on me and is carrying some bastard child. If I don’t publicly expose her disgrace at school myself, I’ll have been far too lenient.”

“Since she insists on slinging the dung bucket on my head, don’t blame me for not saving her any face.”

“That old bastard—I’m never going to be the guy who takes the fall. And you who talk so high-minded and righteous… if you’re so noble, go be the sucker yourselves!!”

“Especially you, Zhao Cheng!

You’ve been the loudest about this—how about…you be the one to take the blame? Coincidentally Jiang Kexin probably hasn’t changed her number, so you can call her and volunteer to be the ‘surprise dad’ right now?“

During this period Song Jie had witnessed Brother Jiang’s changes and gradually learned his life motto: take life and death lightly, and if you don’t accept it, screw it.

After all, you only live once.

If you go crazy, so be it~

Instead of complaining about yourself, bury others!!

After suddenly being called out by Song Jie, Zhao Cheng—who’d been quietly dissatisfied with Qin Jiang these days—froze.

For men, the thing most taboo and hardest to forgive in life is, unsurprisingly, being cuckolded.

Moreover, Jiang Kexin was even asking for her cuckolded partner to accept her child with another man.

No one could accept that.

“Song Jie, do you have evidence?”

“Kexin is at least your girlfriend—after so many years together, it’s bad enough to say you’re going to leave both wife and child behind. But to smear Kexin’s name too? How can there be such a scumbag like you in this world!!”

“Fine, fine, since you can’t produce evidence, don’t blame me for reporting you to the school committee for defamation and irresponsibility…”

“With a reputation like yours, and since you’re not even formally part of our student council, the so-called authority to act for Qin Jiang in managing student council affairs should be revoked, right…”

Yu Qian’s barrage was indeed potent. Regardless, she figured that under pressure—and perhaps still having some feelings for Jiang Kexin—Song Jie couldn’t produce evidence so quickly.

So he could only be forced to have his management rights in the student council stripped for now.

There was also no one else who could help at the moment.

That meant Qin Jiang would have to come to the student council in person…

Yu Qian ran her small calculations through her mind, but under the table she clenched the pack of medicine Qin Yun had given her.

Song Jie really couldn’t produce evidence on the spot.

He was an eyewitness—he had seen it with his own eyes.

But to explain it on his own, and to make the whole school believe it, he’d need to produce proof… otherwise Jiang Kexin’s reputation would truly be ruined!

After all, he’d grown up with Jiang Kexin.

In the end he still couldn’t bring himself to completely destroy her…

So, after the meeting, Song Jie quietly called Qin Jiang.

“Alright, don’t handle the student council matters for now.”

“I’ll take care of them in person.”

But even with Qin Jiang’s confirmation, Song Jie still furrowed his brow, and after a long pause said, “Brother Jiang, I want to ask you for a favor.”

“Find proof for me that Jiang Kexin cheated at that time…”

“Preferably in video form.”

…

Liangyue Manor.

In the study, where heavy curtains dimmed the light and made it hard to see, Qin Jiang half-embraced Yan Liang, who wore only a black silk lace camisole nightdress.

The Young Mistress’s skin was smooth, silky as milk, making Qin Jiang unable to resist fondling it again and again.

Having been too worked up just now and struggling against Yan Liang’s neck for a long while, he finally calmed down.

The matter of rebirth was too fantastical. Yanyan could probably never guess the full truth.

He wasn’t sure whether, if he told her, Yanyan would truly believe or would, as always, obediently accept whatever he said.

Whatever he said, she would unthinkingly believe.

It’s hard for outsiders to imagine that such an aloof, rational, powerful tycoon female CEO would, in front of Qin Jiang, be merely an insecure little girl.

Indeed, she was like a little kitten in need of dependence.

At night she would cling to him, as if only when every inch of her skin touched Qin Jiang’s could she be satisfied.

At this moment, it was still the same.

“Jiang, I know you’ve been eager to build your own career.”

“But no matter what your career becomes, you’re still the man I favor. That alone is enough to make you stand above anyone in this city.”

“In three days it’s my mother Su Jiayu’s birthday. My maternal Su family plans to throw a grand birthday banquet for her, and many relatives and business partners from home and abroad will attend.”

“Jiang, I want to bring you to attend as my husband.”

Yan Liang’s voice was husky as she leaned against Qin Jiang’s shoulder, whispering softly.

Qin Jiang was stunned. Speaking of which, the last time he went to the Yan family’s old manor and interacted with the Yan family had not been pleasant.

He had indeed seen Yan Liang’s mother Su Jiayu in person during that visit.

He could tell that even if Yan Liang tried hard to hide it, no daughter could truly cast aside all hatred for her own birth mother.

Of course, when it came to being trapped by problems in one’s family of origin, his past self had been in the same situation.

“Jiang, you don’t have to agree so quickly.”

“I’ll always respect your choice.”

Qin Jiang’s eyes darkened. He remembered that each head of the Yan clan had always formed alliances through marriages between powerful families.

Even Yan Liang’s parents were a product of a tycoon family marriage.

The Su family were also an absolute power in this city.

There were, of course, rumors that many of the Yan family had been almost wiped out by Yan Liang.

The fact that Su Jiayu could be quietly sent to a high-end sanatorium and cared for also had to do with this.

The so-called mental illness and sanatorium care were merely a gimmick.

If Madam Yan, Su Jiayu, agreed, there were a thousand ways to make herself “legitimately” ill and escape under the pretense of recuperation.

In recent years, the Su family had not hesitated to openly and covertly obstruct Yan Liang’s career.

Su Wenhao, Yan Liang’s uncle, had long harbored great ambitions. When Yan Liang’s father led the Yan family, he sought to make his house equal to the Yans.

He seemed close to catching up.

But then this ruthless niece who did not care for family appeared out of nowhere!!

This made Su Wenhao furious for a time.

Behind the scenes he repeatedly added obstacles for Yan Liang.

Especially now, with the family’s elders pressuring Yan Liang to remain as head of the Yan family—she was required to find a man to conceive and bear a child!

This was the marriage of convenience path she had to follow as the sole powerful tycoon head.

After all, the elders were troubled by the curse that Yan daughters didn’t live past twenty-five.

They demanded that the head of the family leave behind heirs to continue the lineage…

This clan rule didn’t apply only to Yan Liang.

Every succeeding head had to comply and accomplish it.

That meant marrying into another great family of comparable strength to consolidate the Yan clan’s position as the top family!!

Thus arose the absurdity of Yan Liang being forced into a marriage at the start.

Only Liangyue Manor was too uncanny.

Seven men who came to marry her ended up dead. For a while every great family was on edge and dared not casually try to attach themselves to the Yan family.

Until—out of nowhere—came a “Qin Jiang”!

This troubled the elders: they wanted Yan Liang to marry, but not to let her casually take on some unknown “wild boy.”

Otherwise, wouldn’t all their assets just end up benefitting someone no more than a pretty face?

“Yanyan, what are you saying?”

“Since I’m legitimately your husband, then at such occasions the man who can stand by your side and match you… will only be me!”

“Yanyan, as your husband, when meeting your mother formally, I’ll prepare everything and won’t embarrass you!”

Qin Jiang had indeed seen the mentally ill mother-in-law at the house the last time. She did appear somewhat disturbed, but it was hard to tell whether it was feigned.

At the thought of such a mother-in-law attending a formal occasion, he felt nervous—afraid she might blurt out something shocking to normal ears…

Yan Liang noticed his nervousness, smiled softly, leaned in, and lightly kissed his earlobe.

Until Qin Jiang’s earlobe, kissed by her, unconsciously flushed pink. She then propped her head up, tilted it, and looked at him satisfied.

“Baby, no need to be nervous.”

“After you accompany me to the birthday banquet, I’ll go with you to meet your adoptive parents, okay?”

“The parents who raised Jiang—if they are always remembered and appreciated by Jiang, they must have invested great effort and affection in raising him.”

“Jiang’s parents are also my parents; I’ll also, as their daughter-in-law, take good care of them.“

Yan Liang’s gaze was softer than ever, and Qin Jiang almost felt as if he would drown in the Young Mistress’s tenderness.

How could there be such a wonderful wife in this world?

And she happened to belong to him?

“Yanyan, you’re so good to me.”

Qin Jiang lowered his head and kissed the spot between Yan Liang’s brows.

At this moment, a meeting of hearts in that brow-kiss was far more moving than any torrid deep kiss.

“Also, I love you.”

“Love you for all lifetimes…”