Chapter 700 - Would Driver Her to Her Grave
Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Xuxu glanced towards the entrance of the arrival hall, and she saw Jiang Qinglian walking out.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
She smiled and opened the car door for her. âFirst Aunt.â
When Jiang Qinglian saw Xuxu, there was a brief smile on her anxious face. âXuxu.â
She hastened her steps and walked over to the car.
Xuxu shifted on her seat slightly and stretched her hand out to pull Jiang Qinglian into the car. âYou must have waited long.â
Jiang Qinglian shut the door after she got in. She turned back to smile at Xuxu. âNot too long. Iâve just arrived at the capital city too, but I went to the bathroom earlier so we didnât cross paths.â
After that, she looked at Yan Rusheng and her smile turned awkward. She pursed her lips and nervously interlocked her fingers.
Xuxu knew that she was feeling worried and anxious. Hence, she held on to her hands and patted them lightly, comforting her with her actions and facial expression.
Throughout the journey, Xuxu and Jiang Qinglian chatted about their lives while Yan Rusheng remained silent.
They were going back to the Yan family that night because of Jiang Qinglian.
It was already 1 a.m. and Yan Rusheng had already informed everyone beforehand that they would reach home late at night. The butler had made arrangements for the servants to stay up and prepare supper for them.
Xuxu had her usual birdâs nest porridge, while Jiang Qinglian and Yan Rusheng each ate a bowl of noodles.
It was unusually quiet at the dinner table. A few times, Jiang Qinglian had the urge to speak, but when she saw the expression on Yan Rushengâs face, she clammed up.
Xuxu gulped down all her porridge and cleaned her mouth with a piece of tissue before smiling at Jiang Qinglian. âFirst Aunt, you carry on chatting. Iâll go wash up and sleep.â
Jiang Qinglian nodded her head and smiled in return. âHave an early night.â
Xuxu knew that with her around, Jiang Qinglian found it hard to broach the topic.
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After Xuxu vanished out of sight, Jiang Qinglian retracted her gaze and looked at Yan Rusheng. She furrowed her eyebrows and spoke in a hushed tone. âThird Yan, is the matter already resolved?â
She put down her chopsticks and appeared anxious again.
âWeâve reached a settlement with the affected families, and they have also accepted our compensation.â Yan Rusheng didnât look up and leisurely continued eating his noodles as he spoke.
Jiang Qinglian heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing what he had to say. She continued to ask, âAny news of Wang Bin?â
Yan Rusheng shook his head. âNo.â
Jiang Qinglian bit her lips in hesitation before mustering up her courage to say the things that she found hard to bring up. âThird Yan... I was thinking... since the families have already accepted our compensation, can... can you think of a way to get the police to drop the case? And not to investigate further?â
Yan Rusheng stopped eating and raised his head to look at Jiang Qinglian. With furrowed eyebrows, he asked, âFirst Aunt, it involved four innocent lives. Do you think thatâs possible?â
âBut...â Jiang Qinglian looked down and pleaded, âJust treat it as if First Aunt is pleading with you. Please help your Second Brother as your Second sister-in-law is already six months pregnant. Sheâll be giving birth in a few monthsâ time.â
Jiang Qinglianâs word didnât move Yan Rusheng. âHeâs already a grown up and should bear the penalty for committing a mistake.â
After that, he continued eating his noodles.
Jiang Qinglian got anxious when Yan Rusheng sounded firm and unyielding. âCanât you make an exception? Heâs your second brother. If your grandmother was still around, I believe... she wouldnât...â
Not only did she have the audacity to do things against her conscience because of her son, she even dragged the late elderly lady into the picture. It was really hard to believe.
Jiang Qinglian stuttered and before she could continue with her words, Yan Rusheng cut her off. âIf grandmother was still around, he would drive her to her grave.â