Chapter 1836: Chapter 1837: Neither Good Nor Bad
Jiang Chenyue couldnāt bear to see her go hungry and immediately got up from the bed, both concerned and worried as she complained, "Why havenāt you eaten at this late hour? What if you hurt your stomach? And Li Shengxiao, what about him, hasnāt he been looking after you?"
Rong Yan only wanted her to eat something and didnāt expect her actions would inadvertently implicate someone innocent. She quickly stepped in to explain, "Heās been looking after me; itās just that I didnāt want to eat myself."
"Really?" Jiang Chenyue seemed doubtful, but unable to bear her going hungry, she forced herself up despite her frail condition, furrowing her brows, and holding Yanās hand, "Girls canāt skip meals. Come, Iāll take you to get something to eat."
Rong Yan noticed she was only wearing a hospital gown, a thin layer that wouldnāt fend off the cold weather outside.
"Mrs. Jiang, hold on a second," she stopped Jiang Chenyue and turned to run inside.
In moments, she grabbed a coat from the rack for Jiang Chenyue, then with a gentle smile said, "Itās windy outside, a bit cold. Mrs. Jiang, wear a coat so you donāt catch a cold."
The warm coat wrapped around her back brought a flurry of emotions to Jiang Chenyueās heart.
Tears seemed to brim in her eyes as she clutched the corner of the coat Rong Yan had handed her, suppressing the surge of affection within.
In a husky voice, she suddenly asked, "Yan, do you..."
"Hmm?" Rong Yan, aside from handing her the coat, also carefully turned back to bring the water cup from her bedside with no notice of her unusual expression.
"Are you happy living with the Rong Family?"
Her action of putting the water cup into the bag paused as she looked back, her porcelain face full of confusion, seemingly unsure why she was being asked this.
Jiang Chenyue also realized her question was peculiar, her throat dry and heart bitter, forcing out a smile uglier than crying, "What kind of question am I asking... Yan, donāt take it to heart."
Even though Rong Yan didnāt know why she asked, she still responded after placing the cup well, "Itās neither good nor bad."
Jiang Chenyue looked at her intensely, almost as if she wanted to hear that Rong Yanās childhood was pleasant.
"If the Rong Family hadnāt taken me in, who knows where Iād have ended up. Maybe a trafficker wouldāve taken me, turning me into a roadside beggar. Or perhaps Iād have been sold to a secluded mountain or sent to an orphanageāthe situation might not have been much better than the Rong Family taking me in. The Rong Family only ignored me, but at least they didnāt let me starve. Itās just that when I was young and unaware of the truth, I always thought I was Mrs. Rongās daughter, leading to comparisons with others and feeling hurt."
As a child, she couldnāt comprehend why her ābiological motherā would treat her friendās daughter better than her.
She had envied and felt disheartened.
Later, the truth came out; Rong Weiwei was Jiang Meiqiās daughter, while she was just the scapegoat Jiang Meiqi picked up from the hospitalāall of it made sense, and her childhood envy and disappointment dissipated.
Now, she and the Rong Family are even; neither owes the other.
The twenty years of care she owes Jiang Meiqi have been repaid to Rong Weiwei, and the trivial debts the Rong Family owe her, sheās no longer counting.
She and the Rong Family have parted ways, each going down their paths as though they never knew one another.
Calling to the dazed Jiang Chenyue, she took her arm, "Mrs. Jiang, letās go get some dinner."
Jiang Chenyue came back to her senses, reluctantly forcing out a faint, bitter smile and silently patting her hand, sighing softly.
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