Chapter 471 - You Are Not Her II

"Enough!" Jiang Ruolan stood up suddenly and stared at the sneering Zhou Qingling with a pale face. "You are Zhou Qingling?! Are you actually Zhou Qingling?!"

Zhou Qingling looked away and paused. Then, she opened her mouth and said, "Lan--."

"Are you really my mother?" Jiang Ruolan glared at her. "All this time, you had lied to me!"

"Ruolan!" Seeing her breathing unsteadily and almost losing her balance, Jiang Yijun, who was beside her, quickly supported her, "Although Aunt had hidden all of these from you, she did this for you and my mother! She's afraid that you won't be able to accept it, that's why she didn't tell you. Aunt Zhou just wanted to avenge her sister, she just wanted to avenge my mother! She doesn't want to hurt you, so don't get mad."

"Lan, I know that you'll probably never forgive me from now on, but you're not me. You already knew that the Xian Family had forced a living and happy woman to go crazy and even killed her. Yes, I'm your mother, I'm still alive, but I've already died once when I heard what had happened to Xiaozhen! If it weren't for her, who wanted to go out and see her son, the one who would die was me! Lucky enough, I was able to survive, and I live to see the day where everyone gets their retribution!"

"Today, Xian Zihao got retribution for what his father and grandfather have done! They have both lived their entire lives without sickness or misfortune, but now, all their sins have been paid by their flesh and blood! Let's see how long they can keep it up!"

Jiang Ruolan didn't say anything. She just stared at Zhou Qingling and kept saying, "You're actually my mother."

"Ruolan, don't get mad." Jiang Yijun held down her trembling body.

Jiang Ruolan suddenly looked away from Zhou Qingling and glared at Jiang Yijun. "You already know that, don't you? You joined hands with her to take revenge against the Xian Family and hide it from me."

Jiang Yijun momentarily lost for words. He frowned and said in a voice that only she could hear, "You knew from the beginning that I want to destroy Xian Family."

Thus, the matter of the ancestral hall was really done by him!

Jiang Ruolan took a deep breath.

"Lan." Seeing her like this, Zhou Qingling pushed her wheelchair towards her (Jiang Ruolan). "Lan, I-"

Jiang Ruolan sneered coldly. She slowly raised her hand and pointed to the emergency room door. "Are you satisfied now?"

Zhou Qingling looked at her. "Lan, I just--"

"The person lying in there, whose life or death is uncertain, is Xian Zihao. A man who dotes on me, loves me, protects me, and gives me warmth and love that I have never received in over twenty-one years! He is my husband! Father of my children! Why am I so stupid? I thought you were really Jia Zhenzhen! How could I be so stupid? I repeatedly warned you not to turn Yijun and me into a tool for your revenge, but I still walk into the trap on my own. Why I'm so stupid."

Jiang Ruolan knelt down helplessly. Jiang Yijun wanted to help her, and at the same time, Zhan An also wanted to do so.

"You are right. You have twenty-something years of hatred in your heart. You are unwilling, you are resentful, you are not in the wrong, Xian Zihao is not wrong either. He was innocent. Yeah, you're right." Jiang Ruolan laughed as she cried. "It was me who was at fault. It's me."

"Ruolan, don't do that!" Zhan An supported her with an aching heart. "This is not something you should bear. Good child, please pull yourself together!"

Zhou Qingling looked at Jiang Ruolan's expression, which was on the verge of destruction. She said nothing and then she stared at Xian Jian coldly. 

The light on the emergency room suddenly dimmed.

When the emergency room door opened and two doctors walked out, Zhan An and Xian Jian immediately went to ask Xian Zihao's condition.

One of the doctors said a few words. Jiang Ruolan was supported by Jiang Yijun and when she heard the doctor's words, her face turned ashen. Her tears fell drop by drop, and she smiled bitterly. 

She looked at Zhou Qingling, who was frowning and smiled bitterly at her. "Congratulations. You're finally succeeding in your revenge."

"Ruolan!"

"Lan!"

***

Two years later …

G City's Cemetery.

A handful of chrysanthemums were gently placed in front of the tombstone. Jiang Ruolan, dressed in black, stood silently in front of the tombstone and looked at the name that had been changed on it.

A man put his hand in his pant's pocket and also looked at the name on the tombstone. 

The person beside her was Jiang Yijun, who had a sullen expression.

"Auntie Jia, I have been sweeping your grave for years and only knew about the truth a little too late. Yijun also came to see you with me for these past years, you must be very happy, right? There is so much chaos in the human world, so much love, and hate, yet no one is as free as you. After you left, you said goodbye to all the pain and hatred."

"I am so sorry, for many years, because of my mother, your departure could not be peaceful. Now, she is finally willing to let go of this matter. The Jiang Family has been raided and she has decided to stay here. My mother...She finally settled into the Jiang Residence legally. I never thought that a person who had passed away more than twenty-one years ago are alive and in front of me. She has the same hatred as you, but her personality is much stronger than yours. Perhaps...If Chiahao and An Na hadn't learned how to call her 'grandma' and make her cold heart soften, perhaps she still wouldn't be able to walk out of the shadow of hatred."

"Auntie Jia, I heard Old Man Xian had come with Zhan An to see you not long ago. Even though you left, you were still recognized by the Xian Family in the end. They also had come to plead for my mother's forgiveness."

"Zhan An is a kind woman, and so are you. It's just that you both were tested by fate and cheated by a man. Actually, you don't want to ruin someone else's family, do you? Since Yijun is already grown up, you must be very pleased."

After leaving the cemetery, Jiang Ruolan returned to the hotel and packed her belongings. 

Jiang Yijun said, "Aren't you going to stay with Aunt Zhou? She's been waiting for you to come back."

Jiang Ruolan's hand that was holding clothes stiffened for a moment. She turned and stared at him. "Every month, I'll bring my children to visit her, but my job at H City. You know how busy I am. I can only find a little time to visit her, she's my mother, after all. I will not let her live in Jiang Family's old residence without taking care of her."

"Then why don't you take her back with you too? Xian Zihao is already …" Jiang Yijun stopped. "In the end, Greenville Residence is a place where you live alone with your children. With her by your side, won't you all be spared from loneliness?"

Jiang Ruolan smiled, "Jiang Family is the knot of her heart. Let her stay here. This city will be good for her. Also, didn't Uncle Huang come to see her last month after hearing the news?"

Jiang Yijun sighed. "You're still waiting? Isn't it tiring to keep smiling like this every day?"

Jiang Ruolan smiled. "When Zihao and I were trapped at the foot of the mountain, I remember what he said to me before he fell into a deep sleep."

"He said I owed him something. He said that he wanted me to live well, live happily, for his children, for him." Jiang Ruolan paused, then said with a smile, "Chiahao and An Na are growing healthier, and Chiahao increasingly resembles him. He also looks like you, in many ways. I am really grateful for all these things."