She Became A Downfall Noble Lady
Chapter 570 - 568: No Turning Back Now, Right?

Chapter 570: Chapter 568: No Turning Back Now, Right?

Ye Xinyan’s eyes brightened, indeed, as long as Wong Qiao had a firm decision, there would be no fear of Lady Zhao stirring up any great waves.

"Alright, once Wong Qiao comes back, I’ll have a good talk with him. His mother did bear and raise him, which is commendable, but she can’t just control his entire life and let him trade his happiness and future prospects for it."

Seeing Ye Xinyan agree so readily, Jiang Yifan’s pettiness, which had started at some point, began to stir, "Ah Yan, Wong Qiao and Second Miss Zhou have a mutual affection, and it’s not proper for others to take advantage of the situation and interfere, right?"

"Right." Ye Xinyan casually responded, and then realized what Jiang Yifan meant. "You! Hurry up, it’s time for you to leave."

What kind of person is this?

When Jiang Yifan heard her say "right," he felt satisfied. He trusted Ah Yan’s words; if she thought Wong Qiao and Zhou Biyao were mutually affectionate, she would never intervene. That was Ah Yan’s principle.

Therefore, when she learned that Wong Qiao had no interest in her two years ago, she was able to let it go decisively, never entangling any feelings with him afterward.

He admired and adored such a woman.

Ye Xinyan glared at Jiang Yifan irritatedly, turned around, and went towards Qi Younian and Madam Yin’s group, while Jiang Yifan called out from behind her, "I’ll be waiting for you in the capital."

Without turning her head, Ye Xinyan seethed with anger. Even if I do return to the capital, it’s not for you, so do you need to wait?

Qi Younian watched as the young person he had lived with for three years gradually disappeared from view, feeling a great sense of loss in his heart. Prince Yu had left at the end of the year before last, and now Lord Jiang was also heading for the capital, possibly never to return. He was getting older and seemed less able to handle this kind of separation.

Though he hadn’t been back in his hometown for long, he had interacted with influential figures like Prince Yu and Lord Jiang, and the affection he felt for them was no less than that for his older brother, let alone his third younger brother, Qi You.

Although his interactions with them mostly involved his granddaughter working for the two, they could never have come this far without their assistance.

Now, it seemed like a good choice to consider developing in the capital too. Not only could he be with his granddaughter, his grandson’s future would be secured as well.

His Construction Industry, after nearly three years of operation, had established a fairly solid foundation and gathered a number of capable craftsmen. If he were to develop in the capital, even if he couldn’t achieve what Ah Yan described as the leading construction industry, it would be far better than operating in Yuyuan Prefecture.

To build a prominent family, which one didn’t earn their place in the world? How could one talk about honoring ancestors if they holed up in a small mountain village?

While Qi Younian was already planning to develop in the capital, not far away, Madam Yin, taking the opportunity to avoid others, kept complaining to Ye Xinyan: "Yuanfan was speaking nicely with you, how could you suddenly turn sour and leave him there? It’s only because it was Yuanfan; if it had been someone else, who would let you do as you please? With your tepid attitude, Yuanfan’s feelings haven’t changed after such a long time; where in the world can you find such a good man?"

"He..." Ye Xinyan paused. Jiang Yifan’s words, if not overinterpreted, weren’t really anything. But if you did pick them apart... also, weren’t anything?

Dammit, the boy was cunning—he said such infuriating words yet didn’t leave any handle to be grasped onto.

Seeing her speechless, Madam Yin couldn’t bear to blame her too much, "Alright, he’s already gone. It’s no use talking about it now. With the weather warming up, you should quickly sort out your affairs and head back to the capital sooner rather than later."

Ye Xinyan glanced at her mother and couldn’t help but curl her lip. She had been living comfortably, almost forgetting her longing for her hometown. The moment Jiang Yifan left, Madam Yin immediately urged her to hurry up and finish her tasks so she could set off for the capital city as soon as possible.

To the uninformed, it might seem that Jiang Yifan was her biological son, and she was just a freebie that came with a phone top-up. No, that doesn’t work; there was no such thing as phone top-ups in those times. Hmm, it was like Madam Yin ordering custom jewelry at the silver shop during a promotional event and getting something extra thrown in for good measure.

Madam Yin’s subsequent words strongly supported the notion that Ye Xinyan was, indeed, something thrown in during a promotional event.

"Biyao should be arriving soon, right? Didn’t she send a letter a few days ago saying she would arrive in these few days? Shall we send the house guards to welcome her?"

"Ah, I really don’t know what to do about her marriage prospects. Ah Yan, you have to help think of a solution for Biyao."

With her eyes turned heavenward, Ye Xinyan thought to herself that she hadn’t even settled her own marriage, but yet, here she was, so unluckily tasked with finding marital solutions for others.

Madam Yin continued, "You should also take it to heart. We may have secured Yuanfan as a fine match, but Biyao is your good friend. Such a good child, we must think of a way to ensure she also leads a good life."

In the midst of Ye Xinyan’s successive coughing, Madam Yin did not realize the inevitable connection between her words and her daughter’s coughs.

Busy, Madam Yin pulled Ye Xinyan to a stop, gently patting her on the back while repeatedly asking, "What’s the matter, coughing so badly all of a sudden? Did you catch a chill last night? Nanny Huang, quickly, send Song Ping to the county to invite a physician to take a look."

Nanny Huang and those from Song Ping’s Household who heard Madam Yin’s words nearly choked on their own coughs.

The servant Shi Yu, who was standing off to the side with a face full of woe, now showed a hint of a smile. It was a good thing he had stayed behind after all, having the chance to hear the wife of the heir apparent speak about the Eldest Son like this... Could it be that in the eyes of the wife of the heir apparent, their own Eldest Son had already become the de facto son-in-law?

He stole a glance at Ye Xinyan. Looking at Miss Ye coughing as if her lungs were about to split, hehehe, it seemed she had no power left to overturn her fate.

......

Unknowingly regarded by Madam Yin as her own son and pre-approved as a son-in-law, Jiang Yifan and his group had been hurrying along and, within a few short days, arrived at a small county town within Jiangyang Prefecture.

Their party of six, upon entering the county town as the sky was growing dark, inquired at both of the town’s inns, only to find neither had any vacant rooms to accommodate them.

Shi Shu, noticing the gradually darkening skies and the only presentable street in the town, hesitantly looked towards Jiang Yifan. If there were no other inns in the county, they would have no choice but to disturb the local county government office.

Jiang Yifan, on the other hand, was contemplating that if there really were no more rooms, they would have to stay in the communal sleeping hall. He had no intention of going to the local county government office as he was someone who had been working for three years to receive a favorable evaluation and be reassigned back to the capital. The local magistrates and officials were bound to have questions and insist on a reception.

If they were to engage in the formalities and social niceties, they wouldn’t be able to leave for a day or two, and should any other matters arise, a delay of three or five days, or even a week, was possible. If he had that time, he would have stayed a few more days in Clear Water Village to begin with and spent more time with Ah Yan.

He was just about to ask if there was still space in the communal sleeping hall of the inn when he heard someone beside him tentatively ask, "Is that Lord Jiang?" Followed immediately by a confident voice, "It’s scholar Shi Shu. Indeed, it is you gentlemen, I recognized you from a distance. The commoner pays his..."

Turning his face to look, Jiang Yifan couldn’t help but feel amused. It was quite a coincidence to run into someone from Wong Qiao halfway through the journey. But was it he and Ah Yan who were lucky, or was it the folks from Wong Qiao?