Mr. Sheng's Newly Married Mute Wife

Chapter 197 Jiang Xiaomei's Death

Yan Liang didn't care about Shen Jianxi's inner thoughts at all at this moment, he was only concerned about Jiang Xiaomei's safety.

"How badly is she injured? Has Wang Qinghai been arrested?" Yan Liang stared at Shen Jianxi anxiously and asked, "Bo Yan, how is he...?"

When Shen Jianxi heard Sheng Boyan's name, his face darkened. He was about to say something sarcastic, but when he saw Yan Liang's weak and pale face, he swallowed his words and tucked the corner of the quilt for Yan Liang. He said softly, "Sheng Boyan is fine. Wang Qinghai is dead."

He heard about Wang Qinghai's matter from his grandfather and guessed that Sheng Boyan killed him.

The moment he heard this, he wondered whether Sheng Boyan would be arrested because of this, and he couldn't help but cheer in his heart.

Yanliang's expression became even gloomier. He supported himself on the bed with both hands and tried to get up to take a look.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade her, Shen Jianxi had to support her, holding the infusion bottle in one hand, and walked out of the ward together.

Jiang Xiaomei has no relatives, and only one of Sheng Boyan’s men is waiting for the results outside the operating room.

Yan Liang walked over and wanted to ask about what happened after she left, but the person didn't say much. He only told her that Sheng Boyan would be fine and asked her not to worry.

Shen Jianxi helped her sit on the bench in the corridor. Sheng Boyan's men made a phone call for instructions and then left.

Yan Liang suddenly remembered that Chen Chen was still somewhere unknown, and anxiously begged Shen Jianxi: "Can you please go and find Chen Chen? He has also been captured by Wang Qinghai."

Shen Jianxi took out his cell phone but before he could dial, the phone rang. He frowned and answered the call: "Zhang Chao, I was just looking for you."

When Yan Liang heard Zhang Chao's name, he immediately pricked up his ears and listened.

"Jianxi, I just called Yanliang and her best friend Jiang Xiaomei but couldn't get through. I don't know what happened. If you can contact them, tell them that Chenchen is with me."

Yan Liang cried with joy and couldn't wait to get in front of the microphone and ask, "How is Chenchen? Is he injured?"

Zhang Chao obviously didn't expect Yan Liang to be right next to him. He paused and said, "He's fine. How did he lose the child again? What happened to Jiang Xiaomei? Is there any mother like that?"

Yan Liang's heart suddenly fell to the ground, and he choked up and said, "It's good that he's okay, it's good that he's okay! Please take good care of him, I, I will pick him up soon..."

"Yanliang, don't worry. Chenchen just has some bruises on his arms and legs. He might have fallen accidentally. When I met him, he almost fainted from crying. Now he is gnawing on a chicken leg." Zhang Chao said, and added angrily, "Jiang Xiaomei is not worthy of being a mother. Let her resign!"

Yan Liang felt sad and happy at the same time, and didn't want Chen Chen to hear, so he just said, "Thank you for your trouble."

The door of the operating room opened and Jiang Xiaomei was pushed out covered with a white cloth.

Yan Liang's heart sank and he looked at the doctor in panic.

The doctor shook his head helplessly: "We have tried our best."

Yan Liang's body was shaking, and Shen Jianxi hurriedly put more strength on his hands to support her.

Jiang Xiaomei's face was pale, and there was a stain of solidified blood on her neck. She lay there motionless, with a calm expression, and her long black eyelashes were slightly curved, covering her eyelids. She looked calm and peaceful, no longer as flamboyant as before.

Yan Liang looked at her in disbelief, unable to believe that such a lively woman could have died like this.

The woman who protected her in everything, the woman who quarreled with her, the woman who was sad and depressed because she was not loved, the woman who compromised in order to give her son a good life, just lay there quietly, lifeless.

Yanliang's heart seemed to be hollowed out, and the cold north poured in recklessly, freezing her blood.

"Yanliang, I'm actually really jealous of you. Why is it that the adoptive mother you met is so good, but I was abandoned!"

"Yanliang, I really wanted to call her mom, but because I was jealous that mom treated you better than me, I hid away and never wanted to see you again!"

"Yanliang, do you think Officer Shao will dislike me? Will he like me?"

"I am the one who is being servile! I am being sentimental! I have no self-awareness! Why do I like her?"

"Why did you deliberately encourage me, give me hope, and let me foolishly confess my feelings, only to be mercilessly ridiculed. Are you just standing by and watching the joke?"

"Yanliang, can we not move? The kindergartens over there are not good. Can we wait until we make enough money to find a good kindergarten for Chenchen before moving?"

"I just want to make more money. What's wrong with nightclubs? What's wrong with Wang Qinghai? As long as I can make money, I will do anything!"

"Yanliang, I feel like fate is playing a joke on me. When I was pure and beautiful, I met so many scumbags. When I was covered in wounds, I met the best person. Unfortunately, I no longer have the qualifications and courage to fight for him."

Yan Liang kept recalling Jiang Xiaomei's past appearance and words in her mind, vividly playing before her like a movie.

She cried uncontrollably, regretting bringing Jiang Xiaomei to the Wang family to meet Wang Qinghai, and even regretting letting Jiang Xiaomei come to Yancheng.

If she still lived in the suburbs, although life would be a little harder, at least she would still be alive and could be with Chenchen and watch him grow up.

As for the debt left by her ex-husband, Yan Liang can help her pay it back, so why should she drag Jiang Xiaomei into this terrible abyss!

Yan Liang cried so hard that she almost fainted, and she vomited continuously. Shen Jianxi was terrified and asked the doctor to give her a small amount of sedative before she fell asleep.

Two days later, Yan Liang's mood stabilized a little, and Shen Jianxi accompanied her to handle Jiang Xiaomei's funeral.

Zhang Chao brought Chenchen over. The child was still confused and when he saw Yanliang, he stretched out his arms to ask for a hug. His first words were: "Auntie, Chenchen wants mommy. Where's mommy?"

Yan Liang's tears welled up again. She tried her best to hold back her tears and coaxed him with red eyes: "Mom has gone to a very far place to buy good things for Chenchen. Chenchen must grow up healthy and happy, and then mom will be back."

"Chenchen doesn't want good things, he only wants his mother!"

Zhang Chao looked sad. He turned his back and wiped his eyes, then came over and took Chenchen away: "Come, go over there with uncle. Chenchen is a man now. You still need your mother all day long. Isn't it shameful?"

Tears welled up in her eyes again, and Shen Jianxi comforted her distressedly: "Don't cry, you are a mother now, and you must keep your emotions stable for the sake of the baby in your belly."

Yan Liang nodded heavily and said, "Thank you!"

The disappointment and sadness on Shen Jianxi's face flashed away, and he persuaded Yan Liang to eat some nutritious porridge.

Yan Liang's throat was choked and he couldn't swallow anything, but when he thought of the child in his belly, he forced himself to swallow the food with tears.