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Mrs. Sheng’s Miscarriage, Mr. Sheng Copies Buddhist Scriptures Three Thousand Times

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Chapter 11

Mrs. Sheng’s Miscarriage, Mr. Sheng Copies Buddhist Scriptures Three Thousand Times

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Yao Jinghe didn’t say much more.

Her silence gave tacit consent to Jiang Wan’s decision.

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Whether in the Jiang family or the Sheng family, Jiang Wan would always be the most superfluous presence.

In the end, Yao Jinghe told her to rest well and recover before leaving the hospital room.

Not long after, someone arrived—it was Aunt Zhou.

Carrying large and small bags, she avoided eye contact when she saw Jiang Wan’s pale face, looking somewhat guilty. “Madam, Sir asked me to take care of you.”

“I’m no longer the madam. You can go back.” With that, Jiang Wan pulled out the IV drip from her hand and walked out of the hospital room.

At the doorway, Aunt Zhou grabbed her wrist. “Madam, Sir has given orders. Without his permission, you cannot go anywhere.”

“Once you’ve recovered, you are to return directly to the mansion.”

Zhou Guihua’s grip was strong, and it hurt Jiang Wan’s wrist a little. Jiang Wan looked at her coldly.

Having spent eighteen years in the countryside doing farm work, she easily broke free from her restraint. “You’d better mind your own business.”

“Madam, what are you saying? I’m a servant hired by Sir to take care of you. Naturally, I have to keep an eye on where you go.”

Her words sounded pleasant, but her eyes were full of disdain.

“Suit yourself.”

Jiang Wan, still in her hospital gown, went to the hospital lobby to complete the discharge procedures. When settling the bill, the nurse said, “The fees have already been paid for you, Miss Jiang… You’re still weak and shouldn’t be discharged so early.”

Jiang Wan replied, “It’s fine. The hospital is too expensive. I’ll recover at home just the same.”

The nurse said, “Alright then.”

As soon as Jiang Wan left, Xu Shu appeared in his white coat. “What happened to her?”

The nurse replied, “That young lady has completed her discharge procedures.”

“Hmm, I know.”

The gentle, jade-like man watched her figure disappear into the elevator.

While Jiang Wan was handling the discharge procedures, Zhou Guihua had just hung up the phone. “Madam wants to be discharged. As a servant, I couldn’t stop her. I’ve already called Sir.”

Jiang Wan paid no attention, changing into her freshly washed clothes.

As she stepped out of the hospital, a familiar Maybach pulled up in front of her.

It seemed Sheng Lianjue had anticipated this—Gao Yuan arrived just before she left the hospital.

The car window rolled down. “Madam, please get in.”

Jiang Wan pretended not to see and walked away.

The car followed her at a leisurely pace.

A single sentence from Gao Yuan suddenly made Jiang Wan stop in her tracks.

“Madam, you’d better listen. Zong Wangchuan has been temporarily detained for mismanagement.”

“Impossible. Brother is innocent.”

Gao Yuan said, “If you don’t believe it, you can call and ask!”

Under the blazing sun, the light shining on her made Jiang Wan’s head feel dizzy.

With trembling hands, Jiang Wan dialed Lin Qiuhe’s number.

Lin Qiuhe immediately launched into a tirade. “Jiang Wan, you jinx, what have you done to our family? Wangchuan was arrested by the police because he meddled in your affairs. Are you only satisfied when you’ve turned this family upside down?”

“I really regret it now. I should never have let you come back!”

Lin Qiuhe hung up the phone. Jiang Wan stared wide-eyed, unable to believe it was true.

Sheng Lianjue had really done it.A hidden fury smoldered in her chest, but in the end, she still got into the car. “Take me to the company.”

Gao Yuan: “The CEO is in a meeting right now and cannot be disturbed.”

“I said, take me to the company! Can’t you understand human speech?” Jiang Wan’s voice trembled as she shouted.

Gao Yuan glanced in the rearview mirror and happened to meet Jiang Wan’s eyes—slightly reddened and filled with anger. He felt a hint of surprise, as he rarely saw Jiang Wan lose her temper.

Usually, she was kind and friendly to everyone, always smiling. Even when angry, she rarely showed much emotion on her face.

Gao Yuan averted his gaze, his tone as professional as ever. “I’m sorry, Madam, I can’t do that.”

Even if he took Jiang Wan to the company, it would only lead to embarrassment. If the whole company found out, the CEO would be deeply humiliated.

“If you want Zong Wangchuan to be safe and sound, it’s actually very simple. As long as you obediently return, the CEO will let him go.”

“Is this his meaning?”

Gao Yuan didn’t answer, but the implication was already clear.

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