Chapter 47: Don’t Mention Him. I Don’t Want Anything Ruining My Mood.

In the evening, Liu Qing and her father were having a simple meal of just two dishes.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, Jiang Yue was dining with Cheng Jun in a high-end restaurant. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows beside them, the glittering night view of the entire Qingcheng Peninsula spread out before their eyes.

In such sharp contrast, one could truly feel the vast disparity in their lives.

Yet, this could hardly be blamed on anyone; a person's destiny is often arranged long in advance.

Jiang Yue came from a privileged background, naturally growing up in an environment of excellence.

Liu Qing, however, was different. Although her childhood was filled with familial warmth, hers was merely an ordinary family.

That tragic accident had turned her ordinary life completely upside down.

"Yueyue, when do you plan to publicly announce the matter regarding Chu Jianghe?" Cheng Jun suddenly asked Jiang Yue.

Without hesitation, Jiang Yue replied, "Within the next couple of days, I suppose. After all, it has already been ten days since the incident; it's time to make it public."

Cheng Jun nodded thoughtfully and continued, "However, the police are still investigating Chu Jianghe's case. If they keep failing to find a suspect, then our wedding..."

"It doesn't matter. Let them investigate all they want."

"I've already asked about it. If they truly cannot find any suspect, the case will automatically be closed after three months at most."

Cheng Jun sighed again, wearing a hypocritical expression like a cat crying over a dead mouse as he said, "Tell me, just what kind of people did Chu Jianghe manage to offend?"

Jiang Yue shrugged. "Who knows? To be honest, he really didn't have any enemies. His social circle was so small that even I find it baffling."

"Then could it really have been an accident?"

I understood now. Cheng Jun was attempting to brainwash Jiang Yue.

He was exceptionally skilled at such manipulation. Fortunately, unlike Jiang Zi, Jiang Yue possessed some internal judgment of her own.

Yet, a woman blinded by romantic obsession inevitably loses her composure and judgment when facing the man she adores.

Sure enough, she fell right into Cheng Jun's trap, nodding as she said, "I suppose so. How could anyone possibly want to harm him? I know all the friends in his circle, and he had no family to speak of. It must have been an accident."

Once his manipulative scheme succeeded, Cheng Jun could barely suppress the triumphant smirk forming on his face.

Even so, he feigned deep concern, saying, "Regardless, there still needs to be some kind of closure. Whether this matter was an accident or something deliberate, I support you in getting to the bottom of it."

Jiang Yue was already growing annoyed. "Alright, Brother Cheng, let's not talk about him anymore. Don't ruin my good mood."

"Fine, fine, fine, then I won't mention him."

Cheng Jun smiled, picked up his chopsticks, and placed a piece of glutinous rice spareribs into Jiang Yue's bowl.

"Yueyue, try this dish. I think it's quite good."

Jiang Yue looked at Cheng Jun with a smile and said, "Thank you."

See? She certainly knew how to be polite.

Yet she had never once been that polite to me, not even back when we had just met—even though she wasn't quite as insufferable then.

Yet, back in those days, I was the one who gave the most.

I had also tried putting food in her bowl for her, but she despised the fact that I used my own chopsticks to pick food for her, and she would simply throw her chopsticks down and refuse to eat altogether.

At this moment, Jiang Yue gazed down at the glutinous rice spareribs in her bowl, once again falling into a sudden trance.

Her expression clearly betrayed deep contemplation, her brows slightly furrowed, wearing an utterly preoccupied look.

Seeing this, Cheng Jun immediately asked, "Yueyue, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Recovering her senses, Jiang Yue forced a smile and said, "It's probably because my period started these past couple of days. I'm just feeling a bit under the weather."

"Is it serious?"

"It's fine. I'm always like this; it'll pass in a couple of days."

"That's good. But if you're in a lot of pain, I can accompany you to the hospital to get checked out."

"Really, it's nothing. I'm used to it."

"Was it like this before too?"

"Mmm."

Jiang Yue nodded, then smiled and said, "Brother Cheng, don't worry. I'm truly fine."

Still, Cheng Jun called the waiter over and asked for a glass of warm water.

"Drink some warm water. Warming yourself up might make you feel a bit better." Cheng Jun handed the water to Jiang Yue with thoughtful care.

Jiang Yue looked ready to be moved to tears.

Yet, over all these years, I had shown her countless acts of care, including preparing brown sugar water and nourishing foods for her ahead of time every single month during her menstrual period.

Yet she had always turned a blind eye to it all, never feeling the slightest trace of gratitude even while knowing everything I did for her.

Jiang Yue stared at the glutinous rice spareribs Cheng Jun had put in her bowl, still looking somewhat absent-minded.

This happened to be one of Jiang Yue's favorite dishes. She had once told me it was her grandmother's absolute specialty.

Every time her grandmother prepared this dish, she would eat a large portion.

I wondered if she was missing her grandmother.

Perhaps she was.

I had met her grandmother as well. She had passed away during the second year of my marriage to Jiang Yue due to multiple organ failure.

In other words, she had died of old age without suffering through too much agony.

Truth be told, her grandmother was the only person in her entire family who had ever treated me decently.

While she was still alive, she constantly urged Jiang Yue to live a good life with me and always showered me with warm concern.

The day her grandmother passed away, I truly wept.

I had never experienced true familial love, but Jiang Yue's grandmother made me feel what genuine family warmth was like.

Right before drawing her final breath, her grandmother had taken both my hand and Jiang Yue's, placing them together.

She said to us in a very feeble voice, "Yueyue, Jianghe, grandmother's time has probably come..."

"But the two of you still have a very long road ahead. Especially you, Yueyue—I can tell that you are always looking down on Jianghe."

"However, Yueyue, no matter what you might be thinking, grandmother still wants to tell you this."

"Since you've been blessed to meet someone as good as Jianghe, you must cherish him deeply."

"After grandmother is gone, do not grieve. Just live your lives well together."

"And Yueyue, you must change your temper. Stop treating Jianghe with such cold indifference."

"If you ever lose him, you will never find another person like Jianghe in this lifetime."

Those were her grandmother's final words. Having said them, she quietly passed away.

During that period, Jiang Yue remained in a daze.

I also knew how deeply she cared for her grandmother, yet she never took her grandmother's words to heart; she simply had no desire to build a proper life with me.

After dinner, Cheng Jun drove Jiang Yue home.

Along the way, Cheng Jun suddenly brought up the subject of me again.

"Yueyue, are you really planning to make Chu Jianghe's matter public in the next couple of days?"

"Mmm," Jiang Yue nodded. "Why do you ask, Brother Cheng?"

"Oh, nothing. I was just wondering if suddenly making Chu Jianghe's affairs public might have a negative impact on your reputation?" Cheng Jun said with a worried tone.

"It's fine," Jiang Yue replied. "No matter what, he is dead, and I have a responsibility to bring the truth to light."

"Very well then. If you need any help, just let me know," Cheng Jun said with a smile.

He paused for a moment before adding, "Oh, by the way, Yueyue, there is one more thing."