flstandardbreds Chapter 164
Chapter 164
Upon hearing this title, Nalan Jingwen frowned almost imperceptibly.
Jinse swayed, almost losing her balance, but fortunately Nalan Jingwen caught her in time.
"Are you ok?"
Jinse shook her head, but tears kept flowing.
Nalan Jingwen suddenly regretted bringing him along and hugged him tenderly.
"With me here."
Jinse was unusually silent, or rather, too sad to speak.
He had imagined countless scenarios of their reunion, perhaps by chance on an ordinary day, or perhaps through a deliberate search, a mother and son reuniting.
But he never imagined that their reunion would be like this.
At that moment, they held their beloved daughter, their despair palpable, their state utterly wretched.
His lover was beside him, dressed smartly.
But why didn't he feel any pleasure from revenge?
They abandoned him for more than twenty years. During those years, he was lost and in pain countless times, living in constant fear and anxiety.
He had wondered if they were doing well while he was away, but he never imagined it would be like this.
The debt of gratitude for being born and raised cannot be washed away, but for him, it is like a nightmare. On one hand, he wants to get out of it, and on the other hand, he feels that he still cannot repay this debt.
If they had never given birth to him, he might not be in so much pain.
He didn't know who to blame, so he could only blame himself. They were the closest people to him in the world, yet they had truly hurt him. What should he do? Guilt and pain filled him and permeated his entire life.
Nalan Jingwen felt heartbroken but didn't know what to say to comfort him, so she could only silently hug him and give him strength.
I thought we would have to send people to find out about his parents, but we unexpectedly ran into them so quickly by sheer chance.
The woman looked at Jinse nestled in Nalan Jingwen's arms, and at the two of them dressed in fine clothes, yet showed no joy at their reunion. She then knelt down directly before Nalan Jingwen.
She pleaded, "Miss, please, save my daughter! She's dying, please..."
Her husband also knelt down, his eyes red and swollen from crying, pleading desperately.
"Please, please save our daughter. We'll do anything you ask. Please!"
"We'll do anything for you, just please save her..."
Nalan Jingwen led his men back two steps, refusing to accept their kneeling.
They didn't even glance at Jinse, their hearts filled with pleading with Nalan Jingwen to save their daughter.
Human nature is biased, but Jinse clearly did nothing wrong.
Jinse turned her face away and buried it in Nalan Jingwen's neck. She felt a wetness on her neck and her breath trembled.
They were still pleading for their daughter, showing no sign of Jinse's pain.
Seeing that Nalan Jingwen had no reaction, they turned their attention to Jinse.
“Sister, who is this young lady…”
The woman hesitated.
Jinse turned her head to look at her, her eyes red-rimmed.
Before he could speak, Nalan Jingwen said first, "I am his wife."
"Master Wife?!"
The two were startled and cried out, but quickly came to their senses.
They assumed she was his sugar daddy, or someone who had redeemed a woman from a brothel to be his concubine. The woman before them was clearly no ordinary person; she possessed an extraordinary air about her, and although they couldn't discern the material of her robes, they knew they couldn't possibly be worthy of her. She must be either rich or noble.
Several possibilities flashed through their minds, but they never expected it to be their husband.
Would a rich young lady marry a male prostitute?
But that's not their concern right now; saving their daughter is the priority.
If it's her husband, judging from this, he must be quite favored.
Maybe if he says something, the young lady will help him out of respect for him?
The woman immediately said, "Sister, could you ask your wife to save your sister? She's dying, and no doctor is willing to treat us. The court doesn't care about us either. We really have no other choice."
"Could you please let your wife do it, considering that your mother raised you?"
Jinse gripped her hand tighter and tighter, with such force that it seemed she wanted to crush her bones, but then suddenly realized what was happening and abruptly let go, her fingertips trembling.
"I was wrong, I'm sorry..."
Nalan Jingwen shook his head and clenched his hand in his palm again.
She was just relieved, relieved that he hadn't hurt her.
Nalan Jingwen looked at the two people on the ground with a serious expression.
“His name isn’t A-mei, his name is Jinse.”
It was her brocade zither.
The two were taken aback, their faces showing disdain, but they quickly recovered and followed Nalan Jing's words.
"Yes, yes, Jinse!"
To outsiders, the name Jinse sounds like something out of a sleazy woman, instantly revealing the man's background. But Nalan Jingwen didn't care. The name Jinse shouldn't be stigmatized. Anyone who dared to say anything, she would tear their mouths apart.
She sensed their disdain and felt even more resentful, but said nothing.
Because they are Jinse's parents, we always give them some face.
Jinse stepped out of her embrace, wiped away the tears on her face, and said, "This is not something that can be accomplished simply by Jinse asking."
Nalan Jingwen knew what he meant by those words; he didn't want his so-called parents to use them to coerce her.
"Jinse did not marry this young lady, so she is not Jinse's wife now."
Jinse turned around and smiled gently at him. Looking at his red and swollen eyes, Nalan Jingwen couldn't vent his anger.
The two were stunned again, their mouths agape, unsure of what to say.
From the very beginning, after they recognized Jinse, they never once cared about her well-being, not even a single word, not even a pretense of concern.
They were only thinking about how to use Jinse to save their daughter, and they were frantically trying to squeeze every last drop of value out of him.
Even now, they have never reflected on their actions.
Nalan Jingwen stepped forward, grabbed the waist of the host Jinse, asserting his dominance, and looked down at them.
"I can save your daughter, but on one condition."
"What conditions?"
Nalan Jingwen turned his head and glanced at Jinse, who was trying hard to remain calm. He was tense all over and refused to relax even for a moment.
He roughly knew what conditions Nalan Jingwen was referring to, which was why he was so nervous.
"Sever all ties with Jinse. No matter what becomes of him in the future, whether he is poor or rich, it has nothing to do with you. You are not allowed to come looking for him!"
Both of them were taken aback upon hearing this and hesitated.
"Why should we sever ties with our own son? He's my own son; blood is thicker than water. How can you just sever ties like that?"
Their refusal at this moment was simply because they saw that Nalan Jingwen's status was extraordinary. If they could latch onto this powerful figure, both they and their daughter could rise to the top in one fell swoop.