Her Imperfection for Wifehood - Chapter 50.2
Chapter 50.2
Seeing her gripping the check, An Jing took the initiative to try and stop her from returning it.
“Ruyue, I’m also very happy to see you. If your feelings for An Xi are genuine, and if you still consider me your sister, then change the purpose of your visit to me today.”
Ruyue raised her hand, then lowered it. She gave the same bright, sunny smile as years ago: “Sister, can I hug you on behalf of An Xi? Or, would you hug me on behalf of An Xi, please?”
An Jing’s words made her give up on returning the check.
If accepting the money could bring peace to An Jing’s heart, and peace to An Xi’s heart, then she would accept it.
An Xi said he wanted to give her an orchard, so she would use this money to plant an orchard. An Xi wanted to see an era of peace and prosperity, so she would take him to see the beautiful landscape of the motherland.
An Jing stepped forward, opened her arms, and embraced the girl.
“Ruyue, you are still young. You have a long road ahead of you, and your future days will only get better and better. It was An Xi’s lack of fortune that he couldn’t marry you into the An family. Look forward, and live the life you aspire to. Whenever you need anything or encounter difficulties, your sister will be here for you.”
“Sister,” Ruyue cried into An Jing’s shoulder, “I can’t forget. I miss him so much. In these years, whenever I think that he died by a Chinese person’s gun, in the desolate wilderness, I just wish I could…”
“Shhh, it’s all in the past,” An Jing soothed, patting her head. She pulled back, wiping away her tears as she spoke, “I personally killed Liang Xu and personally buried An Xi. He is not in the desolate wilderness. I have brought him home. Do you want to go see him?”
“Yes.”
Driving to the suburbs, An Jing accompanied Qi Ruyue as they stood by An Xi’s grave for a long time.
She had intended to leave so Ruyue could talk to An Xi, but Ruyue stopped her: “An Xi died young, but he died for a worthy cause.”
“He left so suddenly and caused you to suffer.”
“Sister, An Xi and I both desperately wish for your happiness.”
“I am doing quite well now.”
“After retreating from the battlefield, I learned that Yin… that she personally sent Wei Zhengqing to prison. Madam Wei died from an accidental fall. She was only acting in self-defense and didn’t intend to kill her. Sister, she is not an unfilial murderer. Born into the Wei family and controlled by Wei Zhengqing, she was forced against her will to do things that hurt you and An Xi…”
An Xi had told Qi Ruyue about the complex yet genuine relationship between An Jing and Wei Yinxia.
Whether it was from An Xi’s perspective or her own, she hoped that her sister An Jing and her friend Wei Yinxia could put aside their past grievances and the family feuds of the previous generation, and finally find happiness after all their suffering.
However, what she knew was still too one-sided compared to the truth.
Like the general public, she didn’t know what happened before Kahn died, didn’t know Wei Yinxia’s true parentage, and even more, didn’t know that Wei Zhengqing was the mastermind who designed the deaths of An’s parents.
What An Xi could tell her, and what he hoped she could understand and support, was the deeply engraved love between the two women, An Jing and Wei Yinxia.
“Ruyue, you stay and talk to him a little longer. I have things to attend to, so I’ll leave first.” An Jing didn’t want to hear about that woman’s forced circumstances, so she fled.
She was clearly so bad, and she was the one who was hurt, so why did the people around her still “plead” with her on that woman’s behalf?
When Kahn died, the so-called romantic entanglement was buried.
She only wanted to nurture “Yongxi” like a child, to let it grow robustly, to make it famous across the country, and to have it remembered by Shanghai and by history.
After the awkward end at Sincere Garden, Tang Yunqing knew she was at fault and didn’t dare to see An Jing for about half a month.
It wasn’t until the official opening ceremony of the racetrack that Xu Weiqiang invited her.
“Godmother, I want to ride a horse too.” Xiaoyu tugged at An Jing’s sleeve and pleaded. She was Tang Yunqing’s ultimate weapon to persuade An Jing, and it always worked.
An Jing couldn’t refuse Xiaoyu’s closeness: “Alright, Godmother will take Xiaoyu horseback riding.”
Just as they were about to mount the horses, Xiaoyu turned and shouted to Fu Wenjing: “Aunt Fu, you come too! You can go with Mommy, Mommy can ride a horse too.”
Fu Wenjing had spent the most time with them over the past few years, and Xiaoyu had gradually become dependent on her.
No matter what she did or ate, she would think of Fu Wenjing and want to share it with her.
Fu Wenjing smiled at her and waved her hand: “I know. You go have fun. Listen to your Godmother and be careful with her. Don’t move around too much on the horse.”
Tang Yunqing wore a long face, looking deeply aggrieved: “Why does this child seem like your biological daughter? She always thinks of you and sides with you in everything.”
“Don’t talk about Xiaoyu like that. Children are simple-minded and innocent. They are the best at seeing who loves them and who is good to them.” Fu Wenjing’s tone suddenly turned cold: “Miss Tang, if you want to ride a horse, go ahead. I’ll watch Xiao Ning; he will be fine.”
One could say Miss Tang brought it upon herself. Who told her to “seduce” Doctor Fu that day and then deny it afterward, insisting that her passionate impulse was just “free tutoring”?
It made Fu Wenjing so angry she had no outlet.
“Fu Wenjing, don’t tell me you’re planning to drug both my children? Don’t even think about it.”
“Drugging” again!
Fu Wenjing retorted impatiently: “I’m a doctor, not a witch.”
Tang Yunqing, however, grabbed her wrist and forcefully declared: “Bai Yang will look after Xiao Ning. You don’t need to bother. You are coming with me to ride a horse!”
“I don’t know how!”
“Perfect!”
“???”
“It’s free tutoring. Don’t be ungrateful.”
“!!!”
Before riding, Fu Wenjing ground her teeth. After riding, Fu Wenjing’s face was flushed.
Tang Yunqing not only nibbled her ear but also pinched her tummy!
She left with a promise: “I will repay today’s incident with interest,” and stormed off to play with the two children, Xiao Yu and Xiao Ning.
Xu Weiqiang was discussing business with a partner. An Jing was feeding the white horse Xu Weiqiang had gifted her.
Tang Yunqing, after teasing Fu Wenjing, handed the reins to a staff member, retrieved her handbag, and put on a different expression, coming before An Jing with feigned grievance.
“Is Boss An still angry?”
“…”
An Jing’s indifference annoyed Tang Yunqing.
She pulled a letter from her bag and thrust it at An Jing: “If you want to blame anyone, blame your brother who worried himself sick about you until his death! Otherwise, I wouldn’t bother with your affairs!”
An Jing took it and looked down. The envelope read: To my dearest sister—An Jing.
As Tang Yunqing left, she saw Wei Yinxia at the edge of the crowd.
After the encounter at the nightclub, Wei Yinxia shamelessly visited An Jing and Xu Weiqiang’s new residence.
She intentionally went after dark. Bai Yang opened the door and didn’t lie, saying that Sister Jing wasn’t seeing guests, especially shameless women.
She and An Jing had returned to the very beginning.
Wei Yinxia wasn’t angry, nor was she discouraged. She went again the next day.
This time she was lucky. After waiting for almost an hour, she saw An Jing and Xu Weiqiang’s car drive back from outside.
—Boss Ying, your vulgar approach will only make me detest you even more.
After that day, she dared not visit again.
Tang Yunqing walked over and sighed: “You see, I have the will but lack the power. I just ended up bothering her for nothing.”
She then pulled out another letter and handed it to Wei Yinxia: “No time like the present, and the timing is just right. Whether you can revive your old relationship is up to you.”
The envelope read: To the Great Hero’s Sweetheart—Wei Yinxia.
Such a title, besides being spoken by A-Jing herself, was also written on the back of that photograph.
Wei Yinxia was puzzled: “Sister Yunqing, what is this?”
“An Xi, like his troublesome sister, also entrusted someone to send me two letters before going to the battlefield. One is for An Jing, and one is for you. And that photo was sent along with the letters.”
The photo was not placed inside the envelope. It was meant to make her understand Wei Yinxia’s importance in An Jing’s heart, hoping she would look out for Wei Yinxia for An Jing’s sake.
What “Great Hero,” what “Sweetheart.”
What was Wei Yinxia to the An family? Young Mistress or Eldest Daughter-in-law?
If she was a member of the An family, why should she be the one looking out for her?
Initially, Tang Yunqing was furious with the siblings, but she was more concerned about their safety.
It wasn’t until Wei Yinxia, with reckless courage, “killed” the Wei Zhengqing couple and then attempted suicide in prison that Tang Yunqing felt pity.
“He said that if he didn’t return, I should read the letters and then decide whether to deliver them. I won’t hide it from you. I read the contents of both letters a few days ago. Listen, I don’t care what identity you live as in the future, whether you are Wei Yinxia or Hongying. I am giving you this opportunity, not because I pity you, and certainly not because you deserve it, but because it is An Xi’s dying wish.”
“Thank you, Sister Yunqing.” Wei Yinxia accepted the letter with tears in her eyes. The letter was light, yet as heavy as a mountain. She believed that inside it was the dawn she had longed for.
“Fu Wenjing and I have kept our promise to keep your identity a secret. But I think you had better find an opportunity to explain everything to her clearly. As for how she defines your explanation, that’s her business.”
Wei Yinxia didn’t publicly disclose that she wasn’t a daughter of the Wei family because she wanted her act of “righteousness against her own kin” to be more credible, rather than being misunderstood as pure revenge.
Moreover, for An Jing, whether she was a daughter of the Wei family or not didn’t change the fact that her words and actions had hurt An Jing.
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