flstandardbreds Chapter 113 Sheng Yang truly loved you.
Chapter 113 Sheng Yang truly loved you.
An Jiaren recovered and became elegant and gentle, once again the self-assured and intellectual English teacher from Jincheng Middle School.
It's as if nothing has happened in the past two or three years.
The four of them were sitting on the sofa. An Jiaren was holding Xiaoyue's hand as they sat down on one side. When she spoke, she glanced at her precious daughter beside her.
“I raised Xiaoyue myself. Except for her freshman and sophomore years of college, we have never been apart. As a mother, I can’t bear to see my daughter suffer.”
"I've raised Sheng Yang for four or five years, so I'm relatively at ease knowing that Xiao Yue is getting married to him."
Upon hearing this, An Xiaoyue immediately lowered her head; she knew what her mother was going to say.
“Since Xiaoyue was born, I have been saving money every month to buy gold. I asked a friend to bring me the relevant certificates for the gold deposit. Over the years, I have accumulated a little over one kilogram. This is my dowry for Xiaoyue. I have made an appointment with the bank's account manager to handle it specially. I will transfer it to Xiaoyue's name later.”
When her mother actually married her off to Fu Shengyang, she felt a void in her heart, a deep emptiness.
An Xiaoyue kept her head down the whole time, and a tear fell onto the back of her hand with a "plop".
Her nose was itchy, so she sniffed.
She never knew that her mother was saving gold for her little by little every month.
Gold is another form of currency; it always provides a safety net.
This is her mother's love for her.
"You all know about Xiaoyue's background. I selfishly think it's better for her not to acknowledge her biological father. But this is just my current thought. If fate brings us together in the future, I won't stop her."
No one can predict what will happen in the future, so she didn't dare to make any definitive statements.
An Jiaren explained everything one by one.
As Fu Jinyun spoke, he listened attentively with a solemn expression, his clear eyes filled with heartache and guilt.
The suffering of Jiaren and Xiaoyue was caused by Fu Wantang, and even more so by his dereliction of duty as a father.
Only by treating Xiaoyue extra well could he lessen the weight of his guilt.
Fu Shengyang kept a close eye on An Xiaoyue sitting opposite him. He saw her with her head down and her shoulders trembling, which made his heart clench. He wished he could rush over, hug her, and comfort her.
However, with both sets of elders present, he had to control himself.
"I'll be going back to Jincheng with my friends on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, which is the day after tomorrow. After that..."
An Jiaren paused for a few seconds, her eyes moist and reddening. She sniffed, and when she spoke again, her voice choked with emotion, "From now on, I'll entrust Xiaoyue to Uncle Fu and Sheng Yang's care."
An Xiaoyue could no longer control herself and turned to throw herself into An Jiaren's arms, bursting into tears. Large tears soaked into An Jiaren's collar, leaving it damp and cool.
The mother and daughter hugged each other, but An Jiaren gritted her teeth and held back her tears, not letting a single tear fall, nor making a sound.
She's the mother; she made the decision, and she has to lead by example in carrying it out.
She gently patted her baby daughter's sobbing shoulders and back, saying, "When you give birth to your baby, Mommy will be there for you. Don't be afraid, baby."
She called out "baby" over and over again, afraid that she would never be able to call her daughter that way again.
Before Fu Jinyun, whose eyes were also red with tears, could speak, Fu Shengyang assured her:
"Don't worry, Mom. I will take better care of Xiaoyue than I do now. I will not let her suffer any grievances, and I will not let her give up anything."
An Jiaren nodded; she believed Fu Shengyang's words.
Because she could tell that Fu Shengyang truly liked Xiaoyue.
Although Sheng Yang's childhood was incomplete, he was also learning how to love someone.
"Okay, Aunt Jiaren, don't worry. It's Sheng Yang, so Mom can rest assured."
Calling her "Aunt Jiaren" and "Mom" warmed Fu Shengyang's heart. He resolved to do even better than he was now and to live up to his mother's expectations.
Now that we've finished talking about Xiaoyue's story, there's more about hers.
"Thank you, Uncle Fu and Sheng Yang, for staying at Fu Garden for so long. You treated my illness, took care of me, and helped me. I will repay you when I have the chance in the future."
Fu Jinyun shook his head repeatedly in denial, disagreeing with An Jiaren's statement.
“Jiaren, that’s not how it is. It was Wantang and me who were wrong. This is what we should have done.”
“Let’s not talk about the past.” An Jiaren wiped away her tears. “We just hope our two children can live a good life.”
“Yes, yes,” Fu Jinyun echoed. “From the first time I saw Xiaoyue, I felt that it was Sheng Yang’s good fortune to marry her. I raised Sheng Yang, so I know him best. Anyway, you take care of yourself. With me and Sheng Yang backing her up, no one will dare to mess with her.”
"Okay, thank you, Uncle Fu." This was exactly the attitude An Jiaren wanted.
She knew very well what kind of person her precious daughter would become.
Xiaoyue simply hasn't stepped onto her own stage yet; once she does, she will shine brightly. Her future will only become more and more promising.
An Xiaoyue was too heartbroken to say a word; she knew what her mother's return to Jincheng meant.
The distance between her and her mother is not just the distance between Jincheng and Beijing.
From now on, Mom will be An Jiaren, and also Leng Jiaren.
She will always be An Xiaoyue.
In public, the terms "mother" and "baby" are no longer used.
After An Jiaren finished speaking, she cried for a while, realized the reality, and felt much better.
Fu Shengyang sat opposite her and silently took out a tissue and handed it to her.
She wiped away her tears and snot, her cheeks and the tip of her nose still flushed.
An Jiaren felt terrible seeing her like this. Although she had prepared herself mentally for two days, seeing her precious daughter crying so sadly still broke her heart.
But things always have to be decided.
If things drag on, more people will get hurt in the end.
On the third day of the Lunar New Year, the festive atmosphere on the streets remained unchanged.
After the Spring Festival, people start visiting relatives, and there are more pedestrians and vehicles on the streets.
An Jiaren was driving, and An Xiaoyue was sitting in the back.
They are now going to the hospital to complete the procedures for transferring their accumulated funds.
When she was in school, from kindergarten to primary school, she spent almost all her time on the way to school in the back row of her mother's car.
Years later, she sat in the back seat of her mother's again. Her mind was at peace, but her eyes, looking out the window, were filled with confusion and helplessness.
For the first time in her 22 years of life, she felt unsure of where to go next.
“Honey, Sheng Yang is a good kid. He truly loves you.”
An Jiaren saw her daughter's expression through the rearview mirror.
She felt sorry for him but could not be soft-hearted; she could only place her hopes on Fu Shengyang.
An Xiaoyue narrowed her eyes slightly.
Is it really true?
It certainly is.
She was made of flesh and blood, and of course she knew that Fu Shengyang was a warm and reliable person.
But based on the prenuptial agreement, is Fu Shengyang's true love for her, or for the child in her womb?
An Xiaoyue didn't know the answer.
She was waiting, waiting for Lucky to be born, to see how Fu Shengyang would behave.
Then everything will become clear.
"Mom, I know. Fu Shengyang is a very good person." Once her mother made a decision, she supported her. There was no need to say anything more.
An Jiaren understood Fu Shengyang's gradual approach, which was why she felt comfortable entrusting her daughter to him.
Fu Shengyang didn't express his feelings verbally because he truly liked her.
Xiaoyue is only 22 years old, and her studies are her priority at this stage.
Fu Shengyang hopes she will study hard and take responsibility for her own life.
How could she not trust her son-in-law who cared so much for her?
“Mom will still transfer a sum of money into the savings account every month from her salary card. The gold will be saved up, and we will exchange it when you need it. Everything else will be the same as before. Mom will still be responsible for all your expenses until you can earn money to support yourself.”
The bank was probably the only connection she had with her mother.
An Xiaoyue quietly let out a breath and smiled as she replied, "Okay, Mom."