Sir, How About A Marriage?

Chapter 563 Chatting

Liang Zhou left peacefully.

Her divorce certificate with Mu Qing was placed next to her pillow, severing her ties to the world before she left.

Mu Qing was sentenced to two years in prison. Considering his offenses, the sentence was very light.

Mu Chen did not bring up other matters out of consideration for his grandmother. He did not want his grandmother to feel sad. Even then, she suddenly fell sick.

Song Ning stood by the bed, perplexed. She knew that Jiang Jin was very angry. Once the anger was gone, perhaps, she would be better. However, due to her advanced age, her body could not withstand such strong emotions.

When Jiahui got off work, she would rush over and replace Song Ning.

Jiahui said in a low voice, “I’ll stay here and look after Grandma for the next two days. You should rest well. Look at how thin you’ve gotten.”

Song Ning nodded and smiled slightly. “I’m relieved now that you’re here. Otherwise, I won’t feel at ease. Grandma has worked hard all her life, and she’s too exhausted now. Nobody can withstand such pressure for such a long time. Let’s do more research and see if we can find a suitable prescription. Apart from that, we have to look after her diet as well. Apart from that, we have to keep an eye on Sister Yu as well. She can’t be so careless about her own health. She’s Grandma’s companion; both of them are like soulmates. Nothing can happen to either of them.”

Jiahui nodded. “Just like the two of us. Do you think we can be without each other? When we’re away from each other, something will definitely happen. Look at what happened when I was away last year. Just thinking about it again makes me angry.” Song Ning smiled. “Everything is fine now. We’re married into the same family. It’s fate that we worked hard to cultivate in our past lives!”

Jiahui patted Song Ning’s hand gently with a sweet smile on her face.

Song Ning suddenly recalled something and asked, “Did the principal ask you about Cheng Che’s background?”

Jiahui nodded. “I told my dad he’s an orphan raised by the Old Madam of the Mu family. I told him that Grandma treats him like her biological grandson. My dad doesn’t have objections. He thinks the men who are willing to marry me are all very courageous.”

Song Ning chuckled and nudged Jiahui. “That’s not true. I can tell the principal is satisfied with Cheng Che. However, I feel like I should tell you this. Although Grandma and Mu Chen have never treated Cheng Che as an outsider, the others from the Mu family are different. Sometimes, they’d even openly embarrass Cheng Che. Things aren’t easy for him.” Jiahui patted her chest and valiantly said, “It’s okay. I’ll protect him from now on!”

Song Ning smiled and leaned against Jiahui. “Cheng Che is really lucky to have met you. Although his life was tough in the beginning, I feel that his life is quite good with people who love him.”

Jiahui nodded. “Although he doesn’t have any blood relatives, Grandma and Mu Chen are no different from blood relatives. They’re very good to him. He’s also the kind who knows how to cherish his blessing. It’s fine. In the future, when we have our own home, it’ll make up for his regret of not having a home of his own.” Song Ning agreed. “Our small little family is fine now. We’ll make up for our loved ones’ regret. In fact, this time, apart from Grandma, the person who hurts most is Mu Chen. Every step he took was like a knife cutting into his flesh. After all, the person he was dealing with is his biological father. How deep his hatred is now is how much he had loved his father.”

Jiahui said reassuringly, “The matter of the previous generation is over. Let’s look after the next generation. The baby and Mu Chen will never let history repeat itself. Although Mu Chen had wanted a daughter in the beginning, he’s clearly not disappointed that he had gotten a son instead. He’s very good to the baby. I really didn’t expect him to be such a good father.”

The two women were so engrossed in their conversation that they did not notice that the eyelids of Jiang Jin, who was lying on the bed, twitched slightly as tears slid down the sides of her face.