The newly married reborn cold-faced boss dotes on his delicate wife

When Yun'e saw a middle-aged man sitting next to Heisang, she quickened her pace and hurried over.

Heisang handed the silver bracelet wrapped in red cloth to the clan leader, and Yun'e took it and looked at it carefully.

She was a little excited, "Yes! This is Xiuxiu's thing."

Yun'e asked the man, "Where did you get this bracelet?"

The middle-aged man hesitated and seemed unwilling to speak.

Heisang picked him up and shouted, "Tell me quickly, where did you get this bracelet? Did you steal it or rob it?"

Heisang was a tall and strong man, and the man started to tremble when he was frightened by her.

"I didn't steal it, nor did I rob it. This bracelet was passed down to me by my father."

"Nonsense," Yun'e scolded, "This is what I gave to Xiuxiu. It has the unique patterns of our Shuixi tribe on it. How could it be passed down to you by your father?"

The man was about to cry, "It was really left by my father. He said he wanted to leave us a family heirloom. I sold this silver hairpin because I had no money to buy rice."

Who knew that by such a coincidence, Heisang, who had been looking for news about Xiuxiu in Wenhai, saw it and found the seller through the person who bought the silver bracelet.

Heisang kicked the man and said, "Why don't you tell the truth?"

The man felt pain on his body and confessed the truth.

"My father used to be a servant in a wealthy family. I heard him say that one time when he was working in that family's house, he took out a woman who had died of childbirth and buried her. This bracelet was taken from the woman's arm."

Upon hearing this, Yun'e's eyes went dark, "He's dead."

"how come."

Yun'e then burst into tears. After her daughter Xiuxiu eloped with Gu Kangyou, she wrote her a letter telling her that she was pregnant and hoped that she, as a grandmother, could forgive herself for the sake of the unborn child.

However, because she was angry about her daughter's audacity to elope with a man, Yun'e did not reply. After that, she never heard from her daughter again.

She beat her heart and cried, "Where is my daughter buried?"

The man hunched over awkwardly, "I really don't know. My father died a long time ago, and he didn't tell me where he buried me."

Mangu started crying too. Then something flashed through her mind and she grabbed the man and asked, "She died of a difficult childbirth. What about our Xiuxiu's child? Is the child still alive?"

"Child? I think he's alive. My dad only said that he was buried with a woman, but he didn't mention the child."

Yun'e asked, "Which family did your father work as a servant for?"

The man then replied: "Jiang family."

Man Gu held a newspaper in her hand and asked in surprise, "Is this the Jiang family mentioned in the newspaper?"

They asked the man, and it turned out to be true.

Yun'e and her group rushed to the Jiang family, but they were too late. The house was empty and the door was sealed.

……

Fortunately, Yun'e came to Wenhai to treat the mayor's illness. She asked the mayor to help find news about the Jiang family, and she found out that the Jiang family had an adopted daughter.

Yun'e focused on this adopted daughter.

Because of the age calculation, Yun'e wondered if that was the child that was in Xiuxiu's belly back then.

Looking at Jiang Tinghe's information, Yun'e was filled with excitement. The age and birthday matched. They were 90% sure that it was Xiuxiu's child.

"Hurry, I want to see the kid."

……

Due to Jiang Hai's involvement, Jiang Tinghe was arranged to sweep the streets. This was because she was not Jiang Hai's biological sister. Moreover, she also scolded Jiang Hai, saying how badly the Jiang family treated her in the past, bullied her, exploited her, and treated her like a servant at home. Upon hearing this, Jiang Tinghe was not implicated and demoted, and a job was arranged for her to make a living.

Led by the street director, Yun'e and her group found Jiang Tinghe who was sweeping the street.

Jiang Tinghe frowned. Yun'e had already come to her side and couldn't wait to climb onto her arm. Her voice was a little choked with sobs, "Child."

Jiang Tinghe took a few steps back. Yun'e realized her mistake, so she calmed herself down and spoke again, "Child, I heard that you are the adopted daughter of the Jiang family."

"Do you know who your biological parents are?"

Jiang Tinghe showed a vigilant look. At this moment, she would never tell anyone that she was from the Jiang family. "I don't know. I don't have parents. I have not had any since I was a child. I was picked up by the Jiang family and raised. I was beaten and scolded when I grew up. I have no relationship with the Jiang family."

Yun'e looked at Jiang Tinghe with tears in her eyes, and asked again, "Don't be afraid, I have no ill intentions. I just want to ask, how did you get adopted by the Jiang family?"

"Where were you born? Has anyone in the Jiang family told you about your life story?"

"I am... I am," Jiang Tinghe hesitated. She hadn't thought of what to say yet. She just looked at the old woman in front of her who was crying and looking at her. Suddenly, something flashed through Jiang Tinghe's mind.

life experience?

This person asked this question, could it be that Jiang Tingxia’s relatives came to visit?

You have to know that it was on that winter night that the fate of her and Jiang Tingxia was completely changed. After she returned to the Jiang family, she asked her family members countless times about the child swapping and she was very familiar with it.

How Jiang Tingxia was born, how the two of them were switched, this matter seemed to have eroded into her bones along with hatred, and she could never forget it for a moment.

Jiang Tinghe looked again and saw that the street director was very respectful to the old woman. It seemed that she was of some status. So Jiang Tinghe tried to speak, but the first thing she said was a lie. "My mother wandered to the Jiang family with a big belly and gave birth to me. I heard that my mother died right after giving birth to me."

Yun'e immediately grabbed Jiang Tinghe's hand, tears streaming down her face, "How old are you this year?"

Jiang Tinghe replied: "Twenty."

Yun'e's palms were trembling slightly, and she asked again, "When is your birthday?"

Jiang Tinghe replied: "December."

"That's you. That's you."

Yun'e threw herself on Jiang Tinghe and said, "Child, I am your real grandmother!"

"I finally found you and your daughter!"

……

Mo Yunyang sent Jiang Tingxia home, but was stopped by someone before he got home.

in the office

He Zhihai looked at Jiang Tingxia and stood up from the stool. He looked so uncomfortable that he didn't know what to say.

"Xiao Xia, please sit down first."

Jiang Tingxia's heart suddenly became uneasy, "Chief He, has something happened to Li Changpu?"

After a while, He Zhihai nodded with difficulty.

"Something happened while the team led by Acorus was on a mission."

Jiang Tingxia's mind went blank in an instant.

She asked anxiously, "He's injured again? Is it serious?"

"Where is he now?"

The next second, He Zhihai said, "Other team members saw with their own eyes that he was hit by a shell. Chang Pu... died."

……

Mo Yunyang was waiting outside the door, but suddenly heard someone shouting in the office, "Xiao Xia! Xiao Xia! What's wrong with you!"

Mo Yunyang was worried about Jiang Tingxia, so he quickly took a few steps forward. He Zhihai opened the door and shouted outside, "Guard, call an ambulance! Call an ambulance!"

Mo Yunyang saw through the open door that Jiang Tingxia had fainted on the ground.

She was wearing a white dress, with tears in the corners of her eyes, just like a lily that was plucked from the branch, gradually withering and no longer having any vitality.