Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
As soon as she got off, Wen Qing opened the car door and revealed Yan Cheng, who was sitting in a wheelchair.
Song Jiaren was curious and asked, âHas your leg recovered?â Then, she took his pulse and frowned. The poison in his body seemed to have worsened, but how could he stand up?
Yan Cheng allowed her to do whatever she wanted, then grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.
suddenly, Song Jiaren, who was sitting on the manâs lap, couldnât help but cry out in shock. The next second, the car door was closed. Wen Qing got into the car and started the engine.
âWhere are we going?â Song Jiaren panicked. If those bodyguards knocked on the door and found that she was gone, that would be bad. And there was no way for her to explain if Jiang Ye came back.
Yan Cheng pulled her into his embrace and asked, âWhy are you here?â
Unable to break free, Song Jiaren could only relax her body and find a comfortable position to lie in his arms. âIâm here to find my mother.â
There was a hint of anxiousness in her voice that was difficult to detect. She seemed relaxed these few days, but the anxiety in her heart was getting more and more severe. If her mother was in any danger now, if she was even a second late, there would be a crisis.
âIknow where she is.â Yan Cheng said this very calmly, but it made Song Jiaren excited.
She suddenly grabbed his shoulder and asked, âWhere is my mother? Is she in danger? How do you know?â She asked a bunch of questions. Yan Cheng patted her back to comfort her. He patiently answered them one by one, âSheâs very safe in the Ye familyâs home in Jiang City. The Ye family is my uncleâs
family.â
Song Jiaren knew that Yan Cheng would not lie. After feeling worry and anxiousness for such a long time, she could not help but hug his head and kiss him. The loud kiss made the atmosphere in the car heat up. Wen Qing, who was driving in front, raised the partition in the car.
Song Jiaren finally realized that it was appropriate. She chuckled dryly and said, âI was just too emotional just now. Donât mind me.â
A hint of mirth flashed across Yan Chengâs eyes, but his gaze darkened. He said in a slightly hoarse voice, âYou treat others like this when youâre emotional?â
His expression made it seem like he would kill someone if she said yes. How could Song Jiaren dare to nod? She could only shake her head frantically.
Yan Chengâs expression improved. He pressed down on Song Jiarenâs head and kissed her. He only let go when the woman in his arms collapsed in his arms. Facing her unhappy face, Yan Cheng slowly said, âCourtesy demands reciprocity.â
Song Jiaren could only snort to express her displeasure at his shamelessness.
Yan Cheng smiled and hugged her tighter.
Very quickly, the car stopped at the door of a small villa. Just as it stopped, the door of the villa was opened and a butler in a tuxedo walked out. He bowed respectfully and opened the door for Yan Cheng, When he saw that he was actually carrying a woman, the butler, Uncle Wang, was a little shocked.
However, his good upbringing made him quickly lower his head. This was not something he should see.
Yan Cheng let go and Song Jiaren quickly got off the car. Wen Qing walked over from the other side and wanted to help Yan Cheng get out of the car. However, he rejected her and walked down directly.
This scene puzzled Song Jiaren. She followed closely and asked, âIs my mother here?â
Yan Cheng stopped in his tracks and shook his head. âNo, this is my villa. Your mother is at my uncleâs house.â
Song Jiaren was anxious and asked, âThen why are you bringing me here? Take me to your uncleâs house.â
Yan Cheng helplessly pointed to the sky and said, âDo you think itâs appropriate to go now?â
It was indeed inappropriate to go to his house in the middle of the night. It was better to go tomorrow. At the thought of this, she felt a little weary.
Yan Cheng brought her into the villa and into the study before saying, âEven if you go now, your mother wonât want to see you.â
âWhy?â she asked in shock.
âTake a look at this first.â Yan Cheng handed her a document.
Song Jiaren took the document and sat on the stool to read it seriously. As she flipped through it page by page, her expression became more and more unsightly. After reading it, she suddenly closed the document folder. She knew all these things. It tuned out that the current Jiang family was the Song
family back then because Old Master Jiang had plotted to marry her grandmother and expelled the young Song Meiyu from the family. If she hadnât met a kind person and been adopted, she would have starved to death on the streets.