Chapter 342: I Can't Apologize to A-Wan Anymore

arantee that no one was secretly filming them."To...向晚," Jiang Qingran started, her voice raspy and choked with sobs. "I'm so sorry, truly... I'm really sorry..." she stuttered, unable to finish the s..."No, my mother is gone."

Only then did Lu Yancen see Xiang Wan's bloodshot eyes as she turned her head.

It turns out it wasn't a hot temper, but crying.

"... I'm sorry, I don't know." Lü Yancen paused his gaze on her swollen eyes, and the curve of his lips vanished.

向晚 shook her head. "It's fine."

"Let's talk about treatment another day," He Hanchuan said calmly, standing in front of her and blocking Lu Yancen's view.

Lu Yancen opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, he only said a few words of condolences before leaving.

He cared for Miss X because of his aunt and also because her experiences were so pitiful. However, it seemed that Mr. He always treated him as a rival in love.

-

"Aunt Yu is dead" Jiang Qingran asked, holding up his phone in some surprise.

Li Yan's excited voice came from the phone, "Yes, the maid at Xiang's house just told me, depression suicide. I heard that Xiang Wan cried so hard she fainted! In my opinion, with their kind of arrogant and bullying behavior, they deserve it even if they die!"

Jiang Qingran sighed, her voice soft. "It's not worth it to be treated this way after being so kind," she murmured.

Her voice was too soft, Li Yan couldn't hear clearly, and raised her voice to ask, "What"

"It's nothing." Jiang Qingran said, "I apologize to Si Wang once, I can't apologize to her again. As for what you want to do, I can't help you."

Hearing this, Li Yan became agitated, "Don't! Jiang Qingran, have you thought this through You ended up like this all because of Yue! Are you really willing to just let her off the hook"

"These are my comeuppances, I admit it." Jiang Qingran sighed.

Li Yan, after repeated persuasion failed, became angry and said, "You useless coward, you deserve to become lame. You're wasting my time by not cooperating! You spineless jerk, I hope you never have a child with an anus, your husband cheats on you, your company goes bankrupt, and your whole family suffers..."

Jiang Qingran hung up the phone, her eyes darkening.

Now, it seems anyone dares to step on her head!

She took out a brand new unused phone, logged into a Weibo minor account, changed her IP address, and then sent private messages to several Weibo big V influencers.

Big big big, I have a scoop!

My friend, a rich second generation, told me that the chairman's wife of Xiangshi Group was driven to suicide by her family and has been confirmed dead!

I have evidence here!

Then there are piles of text, video and audio data.

After doing all that, Jiang Qingran cleared all traces of her Weibo account on her phone and took out a voice changer to call a gossip reporter.

“Hello Liu, the person I mentioned before. You can find her at Unit 6, 1223, Wutongyuan. She has recordings of how they mistreated relatives from afar. After it's done, don't forget to transfer the reward to my card like we used to!”

After getting Liu Ji's assurance, Jiang Qingran hung up the phone, turned it off, took out his SIM card, broke it in half and threw it into the trash.

She didn't care about the few thousand dollars Liu the reporter had given her as payment. But doing so much without any reward might raise his suspicions, and that could cause trouble later on.

After all that, Jiang Qingran stood up, tied the garbage bag, and was about to throw the trash away.

A stray light caught the microphone on the table and the phone, used only twice. She stopped, dismantled the microphone, tossed it in with the phone into the trash bag, then carried the bag out.

"Ms. Jiang, go throw out the trash" an old granny in the neighborhood asked with a smile.

Jiang Qingran nodded obediently, "Grandma, give me some too."

"Then thank you, Miss Jiang."

"Grandma, you don't need to be so polite. Throwing one is the same as throwing two, and it doesn't take much more effort from me."

The old lady smiled, very fond of her, and advised: "You've been living here for several days, haven't you It's about time you went home. After all, families don't hold grudges overnight."

Jiang Qingran mumbled in response, threw away the trash, and returned to the temporary apartment she was renting.

She had never cooked for herself. Her fridge was bare, with nothing to eat or drink except a fruit knife.

Jiang Qingran took out a fruit knife and put the suicide note, which she had written long ago, on the bedside table. After thinking for a moment, she took out anti-depressants from the drawer, threw one or two pills on the ground, then threw them back into the drawer.

She had already confirmed that her brother and the president of the company would be meeting with a major client at the Starry Hotel, two kilometers away, today.

The president of the company will definitely be bringing that mistress secretary with him, and that secretary lives in the unit below hers. She intentionally left the faucet running before, and the water spread to the downstairs unit, so the secretary came up to find her.

Jiang Qingran confirmed the details once more, then took out her usual phone and dialed Brother Bei's number.

Three times in a row, the phone went unanswered.

Jiang Qingran smiled wryly, for an outsider, her brother was truly angry with her. If she committed suicide, would her brother really come

She couldn't guarantee, but danger and opportunity coexisted. Since she was gambling, she might as well go all in!

This time, it was a success. Not only did it alleviate the pressure on the Jiang Group in terms of public opinion, but it also took the opportunity to suppress the Xiang Group.

Additionally, given his personality, my brother would likely come over. If he does, it means giving up this big client, which will displease Grandfather and the others. They'll inevitably remember how good she is!

Jiang Qingran's eyes flashed with unwavering determination, and he drew his sword again.

This time Jiang Qifeng picked up, but his voice was already impatient, "What is it"

"Does... does my brother just... ugh... hate me that much" Jiang Qingran chuckled wryly, his voice barely a whisper. "If I... if I were to die... would you forgive me then..."

Bang!

She threw her phone to the ground.

"Qingran Qingran Where are you!"

Jiang Qi Feng's voice, trembling with fear, came from the phone.

Jiang Qingran coldly pulled at the corners of her lips, feeling that it was about time. She walked over and picked up a fruit knife, forcefully slashing at her wrist.

Blood spread instantly, winding across the ground.

-

Jiang Qi Feng was unsure if Jiang Qing Ran was putting on a show or being serious.

But thinking of Yu Jingyun's just-received death news, he worried that Jiang Qingran might really be in trouble. In the end, he still handed over the big clients and business to the general manager and rushed out with the personal secretary who claimed to know where Jiang Qingran was.

-

Towards evening did not know how long she sat in the emergency room, she took the death certificate from the doctor, watching them take her mother's body away, felt like she was dreaming.

Wouldn't it be amazing if you woke up one day and found Mom was still alive, and you could whisper "Mom" in her ear

"Wanwan, where's Mom" Lin Nalu arrived at the hospital out of breath with two maids and two children.

Xiange spoke first, her voice hoarse from overuse. “Cremate him.”

"I still want to let Taotao and the others see Mom..." Lin Nalu's eyes were red.

"Towards Evening stretched her lips with effort, "It's better not to look. She's covered in blood, it would be better if they only remembered what Mom looked like before."

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