Chapter 589 - 589 589 Shu Wen (5)_1

Chapter 589: Chapter 589 Shu Wen (5)_1 Chapter 589: Chapter 589 Shu Wen (5)_1 Ruan Jiaojiao and Xiu Xi followed Liu Ma out, and subconsciously glanced at the stairwell—Yuan Manman’s ink painting was still there…

The Yuan Family’s car was parked in the yard, and as Ruan Jiaojiao got in, she looked back at the house. Through the window, she saw that the old Madame Yuan wasn’t standing at the window to see her off like before but was standing by the staircase, looking up slightly.

Ruan Jiaojiao thought she must be looking at Yuan Manman.

“Liu Nanny, it seems Madame Yuan is in a bad mood; please keep her company,” Ruan Jiaojiao said to Liu Ma as she was about to get into the car.

Liu Ma smiled and nodded at her, handing her a small gift box: “Miss Jiaojiao, this is a chocolate cake that the eldest young master just delivered this morning. The lady instructed you to take it back and enjoy.”

“Alright, please thank Madame for me.” Ruan Jiaojiao did not decline but graciously accepted the small gift box and watched Liu Ma close the car door.

Liu Ma watched the car leave the yard all the way to the gate before turning back.

As soon as she returned to the house, she indeed saw the old Madame Yuan standing in the stairwell, staring at the painting.

“Madame,” she approached and supported her: “Take care of your health.”

Madame Yuan patted her hand with a bitter smile, “What’s the use of being careful? I stopped caring about this body a long time ago. I’m just afraid of dying… afraid of meeting her after death.”

“Madame… ”

“Liu Ling, do you think how much Manman must have hated me as a mother?” she asked with a tone filled with sadness, yet not a single tear fell.

What’s more tragic is that if time could be rewound, her choices might still be the same, and she would still leave that little girl in the expanse of water…

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On the way back, Ruan Jiaojiao and Xiu Xi sat together in the backseat.

She glanced at the driver intently steering the car and quietly asked Xiu Xi beside her, “Xi Brother, do you think the person Madame Yuan mentioned earlier could be the little girl in the painting?”

Every time she saw that Yuan Manman, she had this strange feeling.

But what exactly this feeling was, she herself couldn’t quite put into words.

“Is Miss Jiaojiao referring to the Yuan Family’s youngest daughter, Yuan Manman?” Before Xiu Xi could answer, the driver chimed in from the front.

Ruan Jiaojiao immediately leaned over the back of the front seat, curiously poking her head forward to ask, “Uncle Driver, you know about it?”

“Of course, around these parts, there’s nobody who doesn’t know,” the driver said, pausing for two seconds: “Madame Yuan had a total of five children, four boys up top, and the youngest was a girl.”

“It’s just that why the little girl didn’t grow up; I’m not clear. I’ve only heard that she passed away when she was very young, and the Yuan family holds a free medical clinic every year in her memory. They say it’s to bless the soul of the girl who died young.”

“Of course, whether that’s true or false, I’m not sure; it’s just what’s said around here,” the driver concluded somewhat sheepishly: “You mustn’t mention these things to Madame Yuan…”

“I understand,” Ruan Jiaojiao nodded knowingly, retracting her small head.

She kept a composed expression on the surface, but, in her heart, she was already speculating a lot. Considering there was a stranger in the car, she didn’t continue to ask and remained silent all the way to the Ruan Family home.

When the car came to a stop at the Ruan Family’s place, the one who ran up to help open the door was not a member of the Ruan Family, nor was it Shu Lang, but a young lady dressed in a bright red woolen outfit, wearing wedged high heels, and looking charming and exquisite.