Take her as my wife

When Jiang Ni finished tidying up and came out, Tan Wen was still in the kitchen brewing brown sugar ginger tea.

In fact, Jiang Ni does not experience menstrual cramps, but ever since she started dating Tan Wen, Tan Wen has been making her medicinal soups such as brown sugar ginger tea and astragalus black chicken soup during her period.

Jiang Ni asked him how he knew these things, and he said it was because after Tan Mei started menstruating during puberty, He Xiaoling would make these things to nourish Tan Mei's body.

It was because of this incident that Jiang Ni completely changed her opinion of He Xiaoling.

Jiang Ni took off her shoes and got into bed. She remembered that she hadn't told Jiang Qiaonan that she had agreed to Tan Wen's marriage proposal, so she took out her phone and dialed his number.

When Jiang Qiaonan received her call, he had just finished a very important dinner party. He got into his car, took off his glasses with one hand and put them aside, then rubbed his slightly throbbing temples.

His voice, however, was quite gentle: "You brat, still not resting?"

Jiang Ni could tell he had been drinking, and said with both concern and a reminder, "We're not short of money at home, you should take care of your health and drink less."

"Nini?" Jiang Qiaonan was surprised to hear it was her on the other end of the phone. She explained, "This deal was hard-won. She doesn't usually drink—what do you want to talk to Dad about?"

"Tan Wen proposed to me," Jiang Ni said, getting straight to the point. "I said yes. I wanted to let you know that I'm planning to invite Tan Wen's parents to Yicheng for a meal sometime."

Jiang Qiaonan was utterly shocked: "A marriage proposal?!"

Jiang Ni's eyes crinkled slightly: "Are you that surprised?"

Jiang Qiaonan was naturally surprised, but he was not surprised by Tan Wen's proposal, but by the timing of it—wasn't it supposed to be on the hillside in Baishou Town?

But he wasn't sure how much of the "secrets" Jiang Ni knew, so he could only evade the question: "Cough... It's alright. You arrange the meal; Dad will come."

After saying that, he remembered something else: "What about inviting Grandpa Xia? Wouldn't that be a little awkward?"

Jiang Ni considered for a moment and said, "They should be fine; they are all Tan Wen's family."

Jiang Qiaonan said, "Then I'll listen to you."

"Okay, go home and get some rest." Jiang Ni said "Goodnight" to him and hung up the phone.

Just then, Tan Wen entered the room carrying brown sugar ginger tea, her tone dripping with sarcasm: "Who did you say 'goodnight' to, sister?"

Jiang Ni replied, "Your father-in-law."

The jealousy that had just surfaced vanished instantly. Tan Wen walked over, sat down on the edge of the bed, held up a bowl, and thoughtfully inserted a straw.

Jiang Ni sipped her drink slowly, listening as Tan asked her, "What does your father-in-law want with us?"

"I was the one who contacted him. I was thinking of inviting your parents to Yicheng for a meal in a few days," Jiang Ni said, her ears slightly burning, "to discuss our wedding plans."

Upon hearing the word "marriage," Tan Wen's eyes lit up, and he began to ramble on: "My sister's birthday is at the end of the month, today is the 9th, there are still 21 days left. My original proposal date was on her birthday, so we definitely have to go through the motions again... The ring is stored with Grandpa, I'll go back and get it. Then there's the suit, I've asked them to send it over tomorrow, we can try it on first, and if it doesn't fit or my sister doesn't like it, we'll alter it... Oh, and we should inform our relatives and friends..."

Seeing his excitement, Jiang Ni couldn't help but ruffle his hair and ask curiously, "Where are you planning to propose?"

Tan had already explained most of the other details last time, but Jiang Ni still knew nothing about the location.

She was guessing the hotel that Tan Wen owned.

But Tan kept it a secret: "This is the final surprise—it's a secret."

"Okay," Jiang Ni nodded in agreement. "I'll lie down for a bit. Later, we'll go find Jiaren and Jiang Fengyu for dinner and check on Huohuo while we're at it."

Tan Wen held the bowl in one hand and tucked the blanket around her with the other: "Okay, I'll go downstairs to wash the dishes and come back to keep you company in a bit."

Jiang Ni only took a short nap on the plane today. Because of Rong Lian'an's matter, Jiang Ni hadn't slept well during this trip. She quickly fell asleep.

Tan Wen washed the dishes and tidied up the kitchen while mentally calculating the time. Xia Xun and the others should have arrived in country X by now.

His estimate was correct. Xia Xun and his men had just come out of the airport. The old man had connections all over the world, and a long black Lincoln limousine had been waiting for them for a long time.

Where are they?

Xia Wei replied, "The hospital. The young master... seems to be dying."

In the past, Xia Xun might have felt heartbroken and grief-stricken by this news, but at this moment he was calm, his heart not even stirred by the slightest ripple.

The old man looked out the window at the unfamiliar scenery rushing by and simply said, "The extra days he lived were never his to begin with."

When their car arrived at the hospital, Xia Yuanshan was barely clinging to life.

The fear of death made his eyes widen, and his hands, thin as skin and bones, gripped Xia Zhengyi's sleeve tightly.

"Dad...oh...I...don't want to die...Dad...save...save me..."

His voice sounded like it was being forced out of his throat. Xia Zhengyi placed his hand on the back of his hand. Even the hardest heart softens drastically when faced with the death of one's own flesh and blood.

"Distant mountains..."

Xia Zhengyi felt a lump in his throat. He closed his eyes and felt Xia Yuanshan's grip on his sleeve gradually loosen...

The electrocardiogram monitor emitted a long, single beep.

"drop--"

Before Xia Zhengyi could even grieve, a series of heavy footsteps sounded behind him. He put Xia Yuanshan's hand back under the blanket, stood up, and turned around.

The father and son stood facing each other. He had just begun to speak when he said, "Dad..."

His response was a heavy slap across the face from Xia Xun.

Xia Zhengyi turned his head, a cut on the corner of his lip. He took a deep breath and straightened up: "You know everything."

He stretched out his hands towards Xia Xun, clenched his fists, and completely tore off his disguise, sneering, "Then please, General Xia, bring me to justice. This kind of act of putting righteousness before family—it really suits General Xia's spirit and demeanor."

Xia Xun's voice was even colder than his: "You're wrong. During the years your father was fighting on the battlefield, what he loved most was to torture those traitors and extremely vicious prisoners in all sorts of ways."

"Scum like you doesn't deserve to waste public bullets."

Xia Zhengyi was startled by the coldness in his eyes and took two steps back. Xia Xun waved his hand, and the men he brought approached Xia Zhengyi.

"Xia Xun! I'm your son! Your own son! How could you treat me like this—"

He roared hysterically, retreating step by step in fear, but the bed with Xia Yuanshan's body blocked his way, leaving him nowhere to go.

Xia Xun's eyes blazed with crimson fury: "I'd rather not have a son like you."

"Xiao Yue, An Yi, Jian Ling, and the child in Jian Ling's belly—are you a beast, Xia Zhengyi! You kill your own brothers, and you even push your own wife into the fire pit. Have you really been able to sleep soundly all these years?!"

The old man's eyes were like knives, his words piercing to the heart: "I will let you live, live to atone for your sins, to taste the full pain they have endured, before I will let you die."

"You're insane—Xia Xun! Let me go—let me go—uh—"

Xia Wei knocked Xia Zhengyi unconscious with a karate chop, then winked at his two subordinates. The two understood and quickly carried Xia Zhengyi out of the ward.

"Please don't get angry..." Xia Wei wanted to say a few words of comfort, but when he met the old man's bloodshot eyes, he suddenly fell silent.

He stood respectfully with his head bowed, not daring to utter another word.

Xia Xun walked to Xia Yuanshan's bedside, picked up the test report from the bedside table, and looked at it, his eyes fixed on the last line of English.

Chronic lead poisoning.

"Ding-dong".

"Ding-dong".

Xia Xun's phone rang twice, and two messages came in.

[The eldest grandson]: I want to ask you for the ring.

[Grandson who is very filial]: Grandpa, when are you coming back?

Xia Xun lowered his eyes and replied to Tan Wen's message first: I'll be home tomorrow. Come home for dinner.

[Greatest Grandson]: Okay, please be careful on your journey.

The anger in my heart gradually subsided.

Xia Xun tore up the report in his hand and threw it into the trash can: "Cremate the body directly, then find a cemetery to bury it properly—don't use its real name."

Xia Wei accepted the order: "Yes..."

"If anyone asks in the future, just say that the father and son are still receiving medical treatment abroad."

They once used such methods to make An Yi disappear from the world.

Now, Xia Xun is going to use this method to retaliate against him.

Cause and effect, the cycle of reincarnation.

Nemesis unhappy.