Mated at First Sight
Chapter 1027 - 687: Aren’t You Still Alive? (14)_2

Chapter 1027: Chapter 687: Aren’t You Still Alive? (14)_2

Of course, it wasn’t just Mu Lin’s blood, after all, its usefulness wasn’t that significant, a single drop could save a life, only when combined with other herbs.

Previously, something always seemed missing in the tests, and now it turned out to be her own blood.

And so, Mu Lin started tinkering inside.

Outside, knowing that Mu Lin was okay, the elders were relieved and waited for her to come out. They had to see with their own eyes that she was fine before they could leave.

Now that Mu Lin was alright, and they had nothing better to do, they naturally took the opportunity to understand the whole story from those present, and in doing so, they caught the ringleader.

Having nothing else to occupy them, Grandpa Jing declared that the vengeance for the near death of his precious granddaughter-in-law had to be settled! He didn’t care who the other party’s backer was. He wanted to see if their backer was bigger than his!

Hmph!

Didn’t you see that he even brought their most important one?

"You seem... to be the child from the Jian Family," Grandpa Jing looked at Jian Yan, not too subtly—he remembered having met her just recently, his expression not at all pleasant.

"Yes," Jian Yan stood there, head bowed, only now truly understanding what fear was.

"Do you know what you’ve done?" the elder asked, his questioning exceedingly straightforward, and those beside him glanced over, remaining silent.

Jian Yan pursed her lips, saying nothing.

Grandpa Jing huffed with a cold laugh, "What? You don’t know?" His face completely expressionless, "Didn’t your elders teach you that when speaking to them, you need to raise your head and look into their eyes?"

Grandpa Jing started scolding her, not caring whose granddaughter she was. Any harm to his family’s treasure was unacceptable. He turned to the elder beside him, "Is this how you choose assistants for our girl? This is called an assistant? More like an assassin! If something had truly happened to my precious granddaughter-in-law, I would’ve had her buried along with her!"

If not for Mu Lin’s exceptional luck, where could they find another granddaughter-in-law he loved so much? Who would take responsibility if his grandson suffered?

Grandpa Jing was truly infuriated, only heaven knew how much fear he felt when he heard what had happened.

If something did happen, could they compensate for his precious granddaughter-in-law? For his grandson?

How deep Jing Chen’s feelings for Mu Lin were, the elder dared not even imagine. The members of the Jing family loved for a lifetime once they fell in love, and his grandson, though cold on the surface, was the most lovesick of them all.

So it was no wonder the elder was furious.

Jian Yan’s face was full of grievance as she was scolded, tears swirling in her eyes, but still she did not dare to look up.

She was genuinely afraid, facing people whom even her grandpa wouldn’t dare to offend easily, and now they all looked at her with fiery anger.

Especially, the person she had admired and liked since she was young was also there, looking at her with such a cold gaze. That look felt like it pierced through her heart, as if casting her into the bottomless Abyss.

Jian Yan felt incredibly wronged, wronged like never before.

Even now, she didn’t think she was in the wrong.

The elder remaining cool after being scolded by Grandpa Jing, turned around to comfort him, "Don’t be angry yet. That girl is incredibly lucky; how could she be easily harmed?"

Although he said that, he had been truly frightened at the time.

"Am I supposed to wait until something actually happens to my treasure to settle the score? Would there be any satisfaction in that? Could I bring my girl back?" Grandpa Jing said, breathing heavily with anger.

The elder hurriedly patted his back, consoling him.

"She’s not dead, is she?"

Those few words, spoken softly, but everyone present had sharp ears and heard everything—loud and clear.

"She’s not dead, is she?" Grandpa Jing’s voice rose, "It sounds like you really wish our girl had died here, don’t you?" Not dead yet! To say such things in front of so many elders at such a young age showed her upbringing.

Disgusting, just like the Jian Family.

Jian Yan, having let her true thoughts slip out unintentionally, was now heard clearly by all the elders; she clamped her mouth shut, not speaking again.

At that moment, everyone looked at her with icy stares; her words had eradicated what little favorable impression they had left of her.

Jing Chen’s eyes grew even colder.

Ignoring Jian Yan, Grandpa Jing turned to the elder, "Are you sure that someone with such character still deserves to stay in this sacred place? She hasn’t killed my girl this time, but what about next time? The time after? Are you sure she won’t do it on purpose? Old pal, I’m truly scared. Even if I beg you, please, do the right thing, will you? After all, our girl saved your life, consider it repaying the favor."

Song Qi, standing to the side, patted Grandpa Jing’s back in a soothing manner; he used to think this little girl was cute, but now that she had grown up, she turned out this way.

Grandpa Jing felt that if this matter wasn’t dealt with properly, he would soon be unable to conceal his explosive temper. In the past, he might have dealt with it by putting a gun straight to the offender’s head.

The elder looked at the two old men, "I understand." He then looked at Jian Yan, "You may go. From this day forward, there will be no place for you in any research institute," and with those words, Jian Yan’s eyes widened as she finally looked up, staring at the elder in disbelief.