Jiang Nanshu shook off her hand, somewhat puzzled, "When did I agree to go to the Song Family to apologize? And to kowtow to them? I can do that if he gets angry and dies."
Mrs. Jiang’s face changed drastically, pointing at Jiang Nanshu’s nose, "How can you be so cold-blooded? They are your relatives, who curses their own family to die?"
"They are not," Jiang Nanshu stated the fact.
Mrs. Jiang, concerned about Song Shizhao’s side, became more aggressive, "I’ve said that Ke Xia and Yichen were just joking, not doing it on purpose. What exactly will it take for you to soften up? I really don’t know who you take after, being so unyielding and stubborn."
Jiang Nanshu actually took it seriously for a moment.
[It should be from my temperamental foster father, a lovable and stubborn old man.]
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Jiang Nanshu smiled lightly, "Mom, you’re being really double-standard. It’s just a joke when they do it to me, but I have to apologize? Unless Song Ke Xia and Song Yichen come to kowtow to me, it’s not happening."
Stimulated, Mrs. Jiang shook off Jiang Nanshu’s hand, "Don’t call me mom! I’m not your mom! I don’t have a daughter who doesn’t understand filial piety!"
"Very well, Ms. Song," Jiang Nanshu switched her address smoothly.
Mrs. Jiang was so infuriated that her eyes turned red, pointing to the door, "Get out! And never set foot in the Jiang Family home again."
Mr. Jiang arrived just in time to hear Mrs. Jiang losing her rationality and shouting these words.
Shock replaced the anxiety in his eyes.
Jiang Nanshu silently gave her one last look.
Then, turned around and took the gem bracelet Jiang Leyi had given her.
She had packed it all into a bag long ago.
[It’s goodbye then, I’ve been kicked out of the family home.]
"Nannan," Mr. Jiang stepped forward to stop her, "Your mom is just speaking in anger, don’t take it seriously."
Jiang Nanshu looked down modestly, "I have to be filial, whatever Ms. Song says goes."
Mrs. Jiang was already regretting it.
Hearing Jiang Nanshu repeatedly say "Ms. Song," she lost her rationality again, "Let her go! I want to see how she manages to live without the Jiang Family!"
Jiang Nanshu walked away without looking back.
Mr. Jiang was beside himself with worry.
He couldn’t help but slap Mrs. Jiang across the face, "Song Shuling! How could you drive your daughter away like this, what kind of mother are you?"
Mrs. Jiang, hand on her hurting face, had been married to Mr. Jiang for nearly thirty years, and it was the first time he had laid a hand on her.
Tears uncontrollably flowed down her cheeks, her lips trembling, unable to utter a single word.
"Call Nannan back now."
"Impossible!"
With Jiang Nanshu not around, Mrs. Jiang let out what was in her heart, "Husband, she is not our daughter, our daughter drowned when she jumped into the river. That’s why after all this time, she still isn’t close to us. If you want me to acknowledge her, she has to go to the Song Family with me."
Mr. Jiang looked at her, disappointment filling his eyes, "Shuling, I have been too indulgent with the Song Family, allowing you to support them for nearly thirty years, leading you to the delusion of not knowing whether you are part of the Jiang Family or the Song Family. Since you married into the Jiang Family, the Song Family is related to you by marriage, but we are your family. Can you distinguish that?"
"Your nieces and nephews have been cursing Nannan in the family chat, and yet your focus is on making her apologize? I really didn’t expect, you’d drive her away and say she’s not your daughter, what kind of mother does that?"
Mrs. Jiang looked coldly at Mr. Jiang, "I know my daughter, what we have here is a wandering ghost out of nowhere. Our real daughter is dead. Even if she could change her destiny by hearing what’s in her heart, what’s the use? It’s probably just compensation to us for her, who led to the original Nannan’s death."
Mr. Jiang turned red with anger, "That’s absurd! You!"
He clutched at his chest, took a moment to calm down, and then threw his hands in the air, "Be careful on your own. As for the matter of Nannan being driven to roam the countryside, I’m already investigating. Song Shuling, I am looking into the Song Family, and if it’s indeed related to them."
Gritting his teeth, Mr. Jiang said, "Either you sever ties with the Song Family, or we divorce!"
Saying that, he left.
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