Chapter 184: Jiang Must Wait For Me; Someone Who Looks Like His Foster Mother Appears

Old Madam Qin hobbled over with a cane, her steps steady.

She did not look that old. Instead, a forceful air of wanting to stand up for her biological grandson swept over her, which was naturally intimidating.

“Old Madam Qin, you’re old and your eyesight is poor. You’d better clearly discern whether the one beside you is a person or a demon.”

“Don’t let it be that you’re already old and end up sold out so that not even your bones remain.”

Qin Moyun had completely lost patience. She had already shown leniency to Grandma Qin in the courtroom because of her age, repeatedly yielding and backing down.

But what she got in return was this old woman repeatedly taking advantage, as if being the eldest daughter meant she deserved to bear all the Qin family’s dirty work, the heavy burdens, and every dirty blame!

But why should that be?

No one in the Qin family treated her like a person—so she ought to afford herself that dignity.

“You cursed wretch! You’ve truly been brainwashed by that jinx Qin Jiang, daring to repeatedly defy and confront your elders!!”

“Someone, quickly bind this cursed Qin Moyun and throw her into the ancestral hall to repent.”

Qin Moyun paid no attention. Although she’d spent years as the CEO of a financial group behind a desk, she had always worked out and was in excellent physical condition.

Even if she’s been listless lately, she was still more than capable against such a frail young man and an old crone.

“Let’s see who dares!”

As the eldest sister of the Qin family, the presence of the Young Mistress Qin over the years was enough to make the Qin family’s servants and bodyguards unwilling to move against her—such was her aura.

“Qin Yun must go with me today.”

“No one can stop me—if anyone dares to block me again, I’ll stab them!”

Qin Moyun stood up, grabbed Qin Yun by the collar and hoisted his frail, broken body up, then stormed over to Old Madam Qin with a fierce demeanor.

“Don’t use our ancestors to pressure me—I am no longer a member of the Qin family!”

“You call me a cursed wretch and you insult Jiang!”

“But the one I’m holding… is the real cursed wretch.”

“A recording of the liar—would you like to listen carefully?”

Qin Moyun’s face went pale. She was forcing herself to muster the resolve to find Qin Jiang, otherwise she would have continued to sink into despair long ago.

But this time, she refused to let Jiang be misunderstood by everyone again.

She not only brought up Qin Yun, she also took Mrs. Qin’s string of pigeon-blood red bracelets into her hand.

Jiang… you must wait for me.

Your big sister will come in person, come personally to restore your innocence.

I know I misunderstood you too much before and did so many wrong things*. W**e’ve hurt each other already, and it’s time we reached the moment to reconcile.*

No matter how many wrongs she once did to Qin Jiang.

But those ugly scandals that were exposed, she admitted to them willingly. No matter how great the fault… Jiang should forgive her somewhat, shouldn’t he?

Qin Moyun pressed play on the recording.

Qin Yun’s earlier lie—that the pigeon-blood bracelet wasn’t there—was laid bare before Old Madam Qin at this moment.

“Grandma, it’s not like this, Eldest Sister misunderstood…” Qin Yun stammered.

Tears streamed down his cheeks like pearls from a broken string, making him look both fragile and stubborn.

He was unbearably pitiful, making people want to protect him.

He had always been weak. At moments like this he made sure he did not struggle free of his sister’s hands.

Otherwise wouldn’t that confirm that there’s always been something fishy about his illness?

Qin Yun spoke, able only to explain with his mouth. Grandma Qin was, among the few left, one of the Qin family members still willing to believe him.

He could not lose her.

But just as he began to explain, Grandma Qin squinted her slightly clouded eyes, tears gathering in them.

“Yun, you don’t need to explain, Grandma knows, Grandma knows you must have had good intentions, wanting to use this matter to prod that bastard Qin Jiang, to make him obediently return home!”

“But my little Yun… how could that cursed Qin Jiang be worthy of you getting yourself smeared like this?”

“You’re muddle-headed—see, haven’t you been misunderstood by your big sister? Rest assured, at any time Grandma believes you.“

“You’re our family’s little lucky star. Everything you do is, of course, for the good of the Qin family.”

“Sadly, Qin Moyun, as the eldest sister, has been a poor example of a firstborn, so senseless.”

Old Madam Qin was furious, but could not outmatch Qin Moyun’s aura, and could only glower at her.

To express her resentment.

Qin Moyun could hardly believe her ears.

Qin Moyun could only feel that Grandma Qin’s favoritism was utterly absurd, but that was Grandma Qin’s long-held attitude toward Qin Yun—he was her top priority.

Among everyone in the Qin family, Grandma Qin cared most about Qin Yun as if he were a sapling.

“Fine! Fine!”

“You two better lock yourselves away for life!”

“Don’t come out to harm anyone else!”

Qin Moyun’s face was unpleasant as she picked up Qin Yun and left the Qin house. But as she stepped out of the Qin family villa this time, she suddenly saw a somewhat familiar figure.

The woman was holding a brand-new lunchbox, with an Ultraman cartoon sticker on it, a childlike sky-blue ceramic lunchbox.

The woman wore simple clothes but was clean and tidy. Her manner was harmless and gentle. Her long hair was pinned up and she had a piece of cloth wrapped around her head, plain and warm.

Her skin wasn’t very pale but was healthy. Her movements were a little awkward, and she looked as if she had been wandering around the gate for a long time.

Seeing her carrying Qin Yun out, the woman looked eager to rush over, but after taking a closer look at them, she stopped and continued circling in place…

“Feng likes to eat dumplings… Mama made Feng lots of dumplings, with all kinds of fillings.”

“No chive ones, because Feng doesn’t like chives…“

“Why won’t Feng come home? Mama made so many, so many dumplings for Feng. Mama misses Feng, misses him so much…”

The woman murmured to herself, seeming a bit unhinged. But upon closer listening, it seemed she was merely sick with longing for her child.

Many mothers who have lost their children search for them thousands of miles with this kind of mental state.

Sometimes lucid, sometimes dazed.

Qin Moyun didn’t look further. She was about to hurry away, carrying Qin Yun to the car to drive to Jiayu Manor.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew off the scarf covering half the woman’s face, and Qin Moyun slammed on the brakes.

This woman looked very much like…