CHAPTER 101: CHAPTER 101: I WON’T SAVE HIM

As Jiang Jingming came out, Chen Jinlan rushed towards him, but fortunately the police stopped her.

Jiang Jingming looked at Chen Jinlan: "What do you want from me?"

Chen Jinlan looked at Jiang Jingming’s cold and serious demeanor, and instantly felt a chill all over her body.

Suddenly, she regretted coming to ask him for help.

But thinking that only Jiang Jingming could help now, she forced herself to suppress her fear and said, "Jingming, please help Sang Yu’s uncle."

Jiang Jingming sat across from Chen Jinlan, looking at her indifferently: "Do you know what crime Song Zhenhua committed?"

Chen Jinlan stared blankly at Jiang Jingming.

Jiang Jingming spoke coldly and distantly: "Song Zhenhua was involved in a murder case years ago, killing three people. The evidence is conclusive. Do you think we should let him go?"

Chen Jinlan’s pupils suddenly enlarged. After a while, she found her voice: "Jingming, is this a mistake? How could it be?"

Jiang Jingming chuckled lightly: "Do you think we would falsely accuse him?"

Chen Jinlan’s lips trembled, and after a moment she said, "Then, how are you going to handle him?"

Jiang Jingming’s gaze was icy: "Naturally, the death penalty."

Chen Jinlan immediately collapsed to the ground, but Jiang Jingming’s expression remained unchanged.

Chen Jinlan’s face turned pale—death penalty?

If Song Zhenhua died, what would happen to them?

Jiang Jingming stood up: "If there’s nothing else, I’ll leave now."

Chen Jinlan was utterly dazed, her eyes vacant.

After a long while, Chen Jinlan suddenly remembered Song Jiajia in the hospital.

Song Jiajia had a secret that could make Jiang Jingming marry her—didn’t that mean the secret could make Jiang Jingming release Song Zhenhua?

Without hesitation, Chen Jinlan headed straight to the hospital.

At that moment, Song Jiajia was impatiently dealing with Lu Hao.

When Chen Jinlan arrived, she looked flustered.

"Mom? What’s wrong? Didn’t you go back to fetch something?" Song Jiajia asked, looking at Chen Jinlan.

Chen Jinlan looked at Lu Hao, hesitated, then shook her head: "Nothing."

Song Jiajia noticed Chen Jinlan’s empty hands and asked, "Mom, you didn’t get anything?"

Looking at her empty hands, Chen Jinlan quickly said, "When you got married, most of the stuff at home was taken away. There’s not much left. Besides, you’ll be discharged in a couple of days anyway, so it doesn’t matter."

Song Jiajia frowned in displeasure.

Chen Jinlan then said to Lu Hao: "Lu Hao, could you get some hot water so I can wipe Jiajia’s body?"

Lu Hao: "Alright."

Only after confirming Lu Hao had left did Chen Jinlan speak: "Jiajia, you must save your dad."

Song Jiajia: "What happened to dad?"

Chen Jinlan: "Your dad was arrested by the police for murder. Jiajia, you have to save your father. If something happens to him, what will we do?"

Song Jiajia was shocked: "What? Dad committed murder?"

Chen Jinlan argued: "It can’t be. It must be a mistake. Didn’t you say you had a secret that could make Jiang Jingming listen to you? Could you ask him to save your dad?"

Song Jiajia scrutinized Chen Jinlan with curiosity: "How did you know I had a secret?"

Chen Jinlan’s gaze flickered, feeling guilty: "You mentioned it when you were unconscious."

A flash of panic crossed Song Jiajia’s eyes: "What did I say?"

Chen Jinlan: "Nothing much, just that you had a secret that could make Jiang Jingming marry you."

Upon hearing this, Song Jiajia sighed in relief, glad she hadn’t spilled it.

After all, it was her last weapon.

"Jiajia, what is the secret? Could it make Jiang Jingming save your dad?"

Song Jiajia replied coldly: "Impossible."

Chen Jinlan: "Why?"

Song Jiajia: "He’s not worth it!"

Chen Jinlan urged: "Jiajia, he’s your dad. You can’t just stand by."

Song Jiajia: "Stop it, I won’t agree to save him. He doesn’t deserve it."

Chen Jinlan: "Jiajia, how can you say that? He is your father."

Song Jiajia hysterically exclaimed: "So what? He never mentioned being my dad when he beat me!"

Chen Jinlan felt guilty but still said: "Your dad didn’t mean it. He was just too angry."

Song Jiajia interrupted Chen Jinlan: "Stop talking, no matter what you say, I won’t save him."

"Why?" Chen Jinlan didn’t understand why she couldn’t forgive Song Zhenhua.

Song Zhenhua only hit her once, why couldn’t she forgive him?

Song Jiajia said: "No reason, anyway, I can’t use that secret to trade for Song Zhenhua. Besides, mom, don’t be naive. Song Zhenhua committed murder; it’s not something that can be easily undone."

Now, Song Jiajia didn’t even call Song Zhenhua "dad" anymore.

Chen Jinlan argued: "I think the police might be mistaken. How could your dad commit murder?"

Song Jiajia impatiently said: "Mom, stop it. The police wouldn’t mistakenly arrest someone, let alone a murderer. How low do you think of the police?"

She wished Song Zhenhua would never appear again, let alone be saved.

It was impossible in this lifetime.

Chen Jinlan still wanted to say something, but Song Jiajia said: "Mom, stop talking. It’s useless no matter what you say. Also, didn’t I ask you to get Jiang Jingming? Why didn’t you?"

Chen Jinlan stammered: "I... I..."

"Hurry up and get Jiang Jingming to see me." Her time was running out; once she returned to Lu Hao’s house in a couple of days, it would be hard to see Jiang Jingming again."

Chen Jinlan’s demeanor dimmed a lot: "I understand."

Noticing Chen Jinlan’s pale expression, Song Jiajia softened her tone: "Mom, trust me, even without Song Zhenhua, we can live well. Actually, we’ll be better off without him.

Don’t forget how Song Zhenhua vented his anger on you.

Even if you pull Song Zhenhua out, do you think he can keep working?

If that happens, you’ll have to take care of him, and he’ll only hold us back.

Once I marry Jiang Jingming, we’ll have all the money we want. Then mom, you can start again, find a better man, forget Song Zhenhua—isn’t that better?"

Hearing Song Jiajia’s words, Chen Jinlan surprisingly felt shaken.

Reflecting on life after marrying Song Zhenhua, he indeed often took his frustrations out on her.

But she was raised with the belief of "marrying a chicken as a chicken, marrying a dog as a dog," so even if Song Zhenhua treated her badly, he was still her husband.

Yet hearing Song Jiajia today, she felt shaken.

"Jiajia, is what you said true?"

Song Jiajia seized the moment: "Of course, once we have money, what kind of man couldn’t we find?"

Determination seemed to flicker in Chen Jinlan’s eyes as she said: "Alright, I understand, Jiajia, I’ll go find Jiang Jingming for you now."

Song Jiajia smiled: "Hmm, good. Mom, don’t worry, once Jiang Jingming marries me, our lives will keep getting better."

Chen Jinlan nodded.

Not long after Chen Jinlan left, Lu Hao returned.

"Where’s mom?"

Song Jiajia glanced at Lu Hao, annoyed: "I don’t know."

She pulled up the blanket and lay down.

[Bao Juan, my voice... is hoarse]