Stealing Your Heart (Lin Xinyan) novel Chapter 922

Jiang Mohan’s steps faltered slightly, but he strode forward without stopping.

Refusing to give up, Jiang Youqian caught up to him and stood in his way. “Why didn’t you answer me? Are you avoiding it?”

“Don’t infuriate me,” threatened Jiang Mohan as his gaze shone with hatred icily. “If it wasn’t for your mother who wrecked my family, would I end up in this state?”

That had Jiang Youqian at a loss for words.

Indeed, when his mother got together with Jiang Jun, the latter was still married. His mother was, in reality, a homewrecker.

“But it happened many years ago-”

“So? Is she no longer wrong because it happened many years ago?” Jiang Mohan narrowed his eyes mockingly.

“Even if they were wrong, they brought you up, right?” Jiang Youqian tried to convince him. “If you insist on hating them, you’ll never be happy. To take revenge, you even used your wife. She ended up getting a divorce and committed suicide. Are you happy now?”

The moment Jiang Youqian spoke about Zong Yanxi, Jiang Mohan’s expression darkened. The last strand of self-restraint holding him together broke with a twang after that.

“I don’t want you to regret-”

“Get lost!” Jiang Mohan yelled as he shoved him away and entered the building.

Jiang Youqian wanted to go after his brother, but Nan Cheng stopped him. “That’s enough!”

Flinging Nan Cheng away, Jiang Youqian yelled, “He did everything just to take revenge. What would he be left with? One day, he’ll regret everything!”

He swung around and left. The reporters he had gathered earlier were still at the entrance, so the entire debacle was recorded. One could imagine what they would write to grab attention.

Jiang Youqian couldn’t believe that Jiang Mohan was unbothered about his reputation.

“Can we interview your parents?” a reporter questioned.

Ignoring them, Jiang Youqian squeezed through the crowd to leave. Right then, an ambulance with the logo of B City Mental Health Center stopped by the road.

Seeing that, Jiang Youqian froze instantly.

Did Jiang Mohan call the mental health center for real?

Is he crazy?

As expected, the obedient Nan Cheng had carried out Jiang Mohan’s orders.

Just then, two men in white coats got off the ambulance. “Who’s the madman?”

The reporters were stunned.

At that moment, Nan Cheng walked up and pointed to Jiang Youqian. “He is. He came to Hengkang Group and spouted nonsense to ruin President Jiang’s reputation.”

Nan Cheng was trying to revive Jiang Mohan’s reputation.

Meanwhile, Jiang Youqian glared at him. “You’re the madman!”

“Now, now, there’s no need to be so ill-tempered. Treat your condition lest you act recklessly again. Remember to listen to the doctors and get well soon. Don’t worry. President Jiang will foot your medical bill. You’re his brother, after all. He’ll make sure you get taken care of.”