flstandardbreds Chapter 165
Chapter 165
They had a good plan, but they didn't realize that Nalan Jingwen was not so easy to manipulate.
Nalan Jingwen looked at them coldly, his tone icy, "Now you remember he's your son? What about just now? Why didn't you remember then?"
“From the moment we appeared until now, from the moment you recognized him, your eyes were only drawn to him at first glance. But you weren’t surprised that he was the son you sold into prostitution back then. Instead, you were scrutinizing his clothes and who was with him. You were thinking about how to better utilize this money-losing asset in your hearts and maximize its value.”
"Am i right?"
From the very beginning, they didn't care whether Jinse was their son or not; they only cared whether she could be used by them and whether they could benefit from her.
Their thoughts were so openly revealed by Nalan Jingwen, exposing their dark and ugly intentions to the light of day, leaving them nowhere to hide.
The woman's pupils trembled, as if she hadn't expected Nalan Jingwen to see through them so clearly.
She wanted to retort, "No, I never thought of any of those things!"
Nalan Jingwen stared at her and asked in return, "Why did you only mention your daughter from the very beginning, but never ask Jinse how she has been doing all these years?"
"He's been standing here for so long, have you really looked at him carefully and seen what he looks like now?"
Nalan Jingwen's words left her speechless and unable to refute them.
"You say you never intended to use him? Then why did you sell him into a brothel in the first place?"
“We had no choice but to sell him into the brothel. We simply couldn’t afford to raise two children, so we had to sell him.”
"If it weren't for the pressure of making a living, who would be willing to sell their own child?"
She asked sincerely, as if she wasn't lying.
The people here, even until death, consider filial piety paramount. No matter how wrong their parents are or how much pain they suffer, they must still be dutiful to them.
She was gambling on Jinse's filial piety and his soft heart.
Ke Jinse didn't speak, but stood quietly next to Nalan Jingwen, her head lowered, her expression unreadable.
Nalan Jingwen's expression turned serious as he continued, "Then, knowing that life is difficult for you, why did you have two children?"
"Is it because you wanted two daughters?"
"So when they saw that the second child was a son, it was destined that he would be sold."
"Am i right?"
"wrong!"
"What you said is wrong!"
She retorted excitedly.
"You say that no one would willingly sell their child unless forced to, so why was it him who was sold? Why not your daughter?"
Perhaps it was the feudalistic thinking ingrained in her bones that made her retort without even thinking.
“Daughters are the ones who can carry on the family line; they are the hope of the entire family. How can they be sold?”
But as soon as she finished speaking, she realized something was wrong and quickly stopped talking.
A hint of mockery flashed in Nalan Jingwen's eyes. "So, the only one who can be sold is your son, right?"
"So you admit that he was sold because he was a son, and if he were a daughter, you wouldn't want to sell him even if you sold everything you own, right?"
She felt sorry for Jinse, and even more sorry for him being sold into a brothel. She thought it would be better for him to be sold into a wealthy family as a servant than to be sold into a brothel and suffer so much torment.
She sold Jinse to a brothel simply because the brothel offered a higher price.
The claim that they were forced by circumstances is utter nonsense.
Nalan Jingwen detests people who deny their actions and hates their disgusting faces even more.
"No, I didn't..."
She retorted, but her voice was extremely weak, as if she lacked confidence.
There are only two possibilities for why they gave birth to Jinse: either they wanted another daughter but failed, or they wanted a son to pave the way for their eldest daughter.
If they need money, they can just sell him; he's just a son anyway.
Jinse stood to the side, remaining silent and listening quietly to Nalan Jingwen's words.
When Nalan Jing heard these things, he was not only telling them, but also telling Jinse.
Only by seeing things clearly can he free himself from them.
Even heart-wrenching pain is better than being trapped in it for a lifetime without any escape.
Nalan Jingwen looked at them and continued, "Sever ties with Jinse, and I will save your daughter. From now on, Jinse will have nothing to do with you."
From then on, Jinse was only her husband.
Nalan Jingwen's expression was serious, and his aura was imposing and unapproachable, leaving her no room for rebuttal.
She knelt on the ground, looking somewhat dazed.
Her husband glanced at Jinse, then quickly looked away when he saw her looking over, and nudged his wife.
The woman looked back at her critically ill daughter, hesitated for a long time, and finally could only grit her teeth and agree.
"Fine! As long as you can save my daughter, I will sever all ties with him."
"Whether he is poor or rich in the future, it will have nothing to do with us."
She had considered many things. If her daughter were still alive, even if they hadn't managed to get close to Nalan Jingwen, her daughter would still be their hope, and one day she would be able to make something of herself.
But if their daughter dies, there will be no possibility for them.
Nalan Jingwen looked like someone not to be trifled with, and they weren't confident they could get anything out of her.
Therefore, they can only be at peace if their daughter is alive.
Nalan Jingwen nodded and clapped his hands.
A dark figure suddenly appeared in front of her.
"Bring paper, pen, and inkpad."
The shadowy figure disappeared again.
In no time, he reappeared in the same spot, this time with paper and pen in his hand.
He respectfully handed it to Nalan Jingwen, then disappeared again.
Nalan Jingwen found a place, wrote a letter of severance, and placed it in front of Jinse.
Jinse didn't move, but just looked down at the document, a tear falling onto the paper and spreading out.
"Sign it."
Nalan Jing heard the gentle voice.
Jinse looked up again at the parents in front of her, who were worried about their daughter. They were clearly her parents as well, but they never glanced at her.
Nalan Jingwen raised her hand to wipe the moisture from his cheek and sighed softly.
"Stop looking, just sign and we'll leave."
Jinse reached out her hand, trembling, to take the document, but she couldn't bring herself to press her fingerprint on it.
Nalan Jingwen took the document back and placed it in front of his parents. Unlike Jinse, the two of them did not hesitate and readily pressed their fingerprints on it.
Nalan Jingwen's eyes flickered, and he said, "May I ask you a question?"
"what?"
Do you two really love Jinse?
Jinse suddenly looked up, her scarlet eyes fixed on the two of them, anticipating their words yet also afraid to hear them.
The two subconsciously looked up at Jinse, then lowered their heads again.
"do not love."
Suddenly, a laugh filled with relief and sorrow rang out abruptly, but the laughter was tinged with sobs.
Jinse snatched the document from Nalan Jingwen's hand, pressed her fingerprint on it without hesitation, and then handed it back to Nalan Jingwen.
"let's go."