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Chapter 752 - 742: Not a Dream

Chapter 752: Chapter 742: Not a Dream

Facing her father’s urging eyes, Jiang Wenjia braced herself and made the call.

When the phone rang, Jiang Wenhu was in the Xiyuan Guesthouse kitchen making tangyuan with her aunt Xu Yin.

She had left the phone in a corner to charge.

It was Xu Yin, who went to get the sesame, who saw it first and handed it over, "Wenhui, your phone is ringing."

Jiang Wenhu wiped the glutinous rice flour from her hands, took the phone, glanced at the number, and swiped left to hang up!

Xu Yin hadn’t even sat down yet and asked upon seeing this: "Not answering?"

"No, it’s from someone I dislike."

Jiang Wenhu thought they might be hoping to mend things on today’s Lantern Festival.

Wishful thinking!

"Then I’ll take the phone back to charge it for you."

But before Xu Yin could take the phone back, it rang again.

Jiang Wenhu instinctively wanted to hang up again, but upon seeing it wasn’t Jiang Wenjia this time, hesitated for a moment and accepted the call.

"Hello, who’s this?"

"Cough, Huixue..."

Jiang Wenhu immediately regretted answering this call.

She coldly interrupted Jiang Peng’s attempt to smooth things over, "There’s no need to try to win me over, it’s useless, no matter what, I won’t agree. I said last time, let’s continue pretending we don’t exist for each other. Also, I know what you and Hu Meimei did to Uncle back then, I’ll give you four words: dig your own grave. Don’t call again, I won’t answer anyway, I’ll just change my number, take care."

With that, she decisively hung up.

Listening to the busy tone coming through the receiver, Jiang Peng felt a blockage in his chest, almost unable to catch his breath.

Before he could recover from his eldest daughter’s words, he heard his youngest daughter’s curious voice: "Dad, what did you and Mom do to Uncle back then?"

Jiang Wenjia hadn’t expected to hear such explosive news when she accidentally put it on speaker.

She only knew that Grandpa tried to separate Uncle and his mentally unstable aunt, unsuccessfully.

She had no idea what role her parents played.

Jiang Peng’s face stiffened, "Your sister is talking nonsense, don’t ask around."

Jiang Wenjia didn’t believe it at all.

Judging from her dad’s changing expressions, there must be something she didn’t know about.

Yet, she knew her dad had always been wary of Uncle, especially with the way Uncle looked at her in Mao City... whatever her parents did to Uncle probably wasn’t good.

If she couldn’t get any answers from her dad, she could try probing her mom.

Except, her mom practically lived at the weight loss center and didn’t even come home for the New Year, so who knew if she’d find time to meet her daughter.

"I won’t ask around, I guess. But seriously, does my sister have to remember old grudges like this? Now she won’t even answer our calls, what are we going to do?"

Thinking of visiting in person gave her chills just imagining it.

That slap was really painful!

Jiang Peng’s face darkened, and he waved his hand, "Forget it; the company needs someone to stabilize it. You and Xuhui go and put everyone’s mind at ease."

Stop asking around!

Before the company trouble, Jiang Wenjia would have been secretly thrilled to hear this.

But now, she was downright panicking.

The company’s in turmoil, her department is a ticking time bomb, and she really didn’t want to be the one to hold the fort.

She reluctantly agreed and hurriedly left the hospital room.

After the younger daughter left, Jiang Peng picked up his phone, first sending a photo of his haggard self lying on a hospital bed to his eldest daughter. Then he clumsily edited a message: [Huixue, I’m old. Having collapsed this time, who knows how long I’ll live. I did make some foolish mistakes when I was young, and I’ve long regretted them. Before I die, I only wish to hear your forgiveness. And the family company wasn’t easy to establish; your mother’s hard work is in it too. Now it supports over a hundred families, could you really bear to see it vanish?]

However, after sending the message, no reply came, making him pound the bed in anger, "This damn girl, her heart’s hardened!"

Jiang Wenhu only picked up her phone to see two unread messages after finishing the tangyuan.

Jiang Lingxi, carrying the just-made lantern, came into the kitchen to grab a lighter and saw her sitting on the bench, staring at her phone, lost in thought, so she walked over.

"Who is it?"

Jiang Wenhu snapped back to reality, instinctively wanting to lock the screen, "Jiang Peng."

Jiang Lingxi raised her eyebrow, "He’s sick?"

"Mm," Jiang Wenhu scoffed, "Who knows if it’s true? Probably trying to see if I’ll soften."

"Will you?"

"Not a chance; he brought it on himself."

Jiang Lingxi took the phone from her hand, decisively deleted the photo, and then the lengthy messages that followed, "Then don’t think about things that upset you. Look, isn’t the lantern I made beautiful? It’s my first try."

Jiang Wenhu took the emptily deleted phone, took a deep breath, and looked at the lantern in her daughter’s hand, "Beautiful."

Xu Yin joined in appreciatively: "Xixi is so skillful."

"Chuyue and Susu brought over a lot of materials. Mom and Little Aunt should make one too."

Finding the lighter, the three of them left the kitchen, only to see a white car approaching the guesthouse entrance.

"Finally, I was just about to call and ask. Mom, you and Little Aunt go inside first; I’ll fetch An’an and Gao Grandma."

Jiang Wenhu, influenced by the previous calls and messages, wasn’t in the mood, so she didn’t insist on going to the door to greet them, "Aunt, it’s Xixi’s sister and her grandma; let’s go inside." She said, taking Xu Yin’s arm.

Xu Yin was curiously watching the white car approaching, about to retract her gaze and step inside when she suddenly paused.

"Why aren’t you moving, Aunt? It’s cold outside..."

Before Jiang Wenhu could finish, the arm in her hand suddenly pulled away.

Jiang Lingxi noticed Xu Ling’an and Gao Lan stepping down from the car, about to speak when someone rushed past her directly ahead.

"Little Aunt?"

Gao Lan stood by the car, stunned, watching the approaching figure, reminiscent of the dreams that had brought her to tears countless times.

"Yan, Yanyan..."

Muttering, she mercilessly pinched her own arm.

The intense pain hit instantly.

Telling her, this time it wasn’t a dream!

Her daughter really was running toward her, just like so many times in her dreams!