Chapter 395 I’m Not Panicking

Chapter 395 I Wasn't Flustered

Wang Tong had just discovered Sun Yuan's secret and needed to rush home to deal with the matter, so Jiang Yu didn’t keep her any longer.

Just because she was He Qianqian’s mentor, Jiang Yu said, "If you need anything, you can come to me anytime."

Wang Tong gave her a grateful look. "Thank you."

The rest was her family business, and Jiang Yu might not be able to help.

After Wang Tong left, Cai Xiaole’s head drooped.

"Did I do something wrong?"

Jiang Yu glanced at her. "Not exactly."

She’d known about the situation between Jiang Mingrui and Sun Yuan for a while but struggled with how to reveal it to Wang Tong.

Now, Cai Xiaole’s meddling had inadvertently helped Wang Tong.

"If you were in her shoes, would you rather be kept in the dark or know the truth?" Jiang Yu held her stare.

Cai Xiaole understood immediately. Her own family had gone through something similar, so she naturally knew the answer.

"The truth may be cruel, but it’s better than knowing nothing."

Jiang Yu smirked. "Exactly."

She bid Cai Xiaole farewell and ambled home.

The sun dipped behind the hills, stretching their shadows longer and longer.

People bustled past, hurrying home to make dinner.

Walking past Old Jin’s noodle cart, Jiang Yu paused.

"Hey, Jin Dashu, got any lamb stew left?"

"Yes! How many bowls?"

Jiang Yu thought for a moment. "I’ll take five bowls. Put ’em in a big bowl—I’ll bring the bowl back."

As the temperature dropped, lamb stew hit the spot.

Jin Dashu usually refused to-go orders, let alone taking the bowls away.

But Jiang Yu was different. He Tingyue had trained under him, so they had a close bond.

He grinned as he passed her the soup. "Careful—it’s piping hot!"

"Thanks, Jin Dashu. I’ll head back now."

After paying, Jiang Yu carried the soup home.

At the mouth of the alley, she spotted Wang Moli and Auntie Sun huddled together, whispering.

Jiang Yu walked up, and before she could speak, they startled like spooked cats.

"Why’re you creeping up on us?" Wang Moli glared at her.

Jiang Yu found it amusing, "Aren't you the ones being shady here? Auntie Sun, what mischief have you been up to now?"

Auntie Sun hurriedly defended herself, "Don’t talk nonsense! When have I ever done anything bad?"

Jiang Yu narrowed her eyes, "If you haven’t done anything wrong, why are you so flustered?"

Auntie Sun wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, "Who’s flustered? Not me!"

She was in such a hurry to leave that she almost tripped over herself.

Jiang Yu steadied her, "What’s the hurry? Don’t tell me you’re selling off your daughter-in-law’s job again?"

She’d just thrown it out there, but it hit the mark.

Auntie Sun’s face said it all.

"Auntie Sun, you’re really selling the job again?"

Auntie Sun initially wanted to deny it, but then she thought—what business was it of Jiang Yu’s? Why should she feel guilty in front of her?

With that in mind, she straightened her back.

"So what if I am? Mind your own business!"

Jiang Yu let out a laugh, "Auntie Sun, it’s not that I want to meddle, but shouldn’t you at least let your daughter-in-law know if you’re selling her job?"

Wang Tong was on the verge of divorcing Sun Yuan, and here Auntie Sun was, still trying to sell off her job.

Auntie Sun’s gaze wavered, "Last time was a slip-up—I forgot to tell her. But this time, I did, and she agreed."

Jiang Yu wasn’t buying it—no way would Wang Tong agree.

"Sister Tong just got a promotion. Why the hell would she sell her job? Wang Moli’s still my cousin—don’t try to cheat her."

Wang Moli eyed Auntie Sun skeptically.

"Auntie, I already put down a deposit. Back out now, and you owe me triple!"

Lately, it seemed like all she heard was how amazing Jiang Yu was.

One day, it was her accomplishments; the next, her bonuses—her name kept popping up.

Wang Moli couldn’t shake the envy.

When she married Deng Hongyi, she swore her life wouldn’t fall short of Jiang Yu’s.

But marriage had been a rude awakening.

Next to Jiang Yu, she was still lagging.

Refusing to settle, she heard Auntie Sun was selling a job and discussed it with Deng Hongyi, planning to buy it.

Turned out it was a factory gig—not exactly thrilling.

At Factory No. 2, the women on the floor had it the hardest.

But a cushy desk job? Not happening.

Auntie Sun paused, gritted her teeth, and caved.

"Rest assured, I’ll get this job sorted for you."

Wang Moli gave a satisfied smile.

Watching Auntie Sun hurry away, Jiang Yu shook her head to herself.

"Cousin, keep your wits about you. Auntie Sun is selling her daughter-in-law's job, and she has no say in this."

Otherwise, you might get played and even lose your deposit.

Wang Moli waved her off with a disdainful chuckle.

"From what I see of Auntie Sun's personality, she doesn’t seem like someone who can’t handle her daughter-in-law. No need for you to worry."

Jiang Yu raised an eyebrow noncommittally. "I’m not worried for you, just mentioning it in passing. If you don’t want to listen, forget it."

Wang Moli tossed her head defiantly. "I think you just don’t want me to get this job. You say no, I say yes—I’m buying it. Jiang Yu, I’m no worse than you. If I had a job, I’d definitely do better than you!"

Jiang Yu smiled without responding and took the lamb tripe soup indoors.

There, she ran into Fu Xianghong.

"Sister Xianghong, you’re looking brighter today."

Fu Xianghong gave a wry smile. "I’ve made peace with things."

Before, she had been eating her heart out over the money for treatment, feeling hopeless about life.

Now that she saw light at the end of the tunnel, the weight lifted, and her complexion naturally improved.

"Did the doctor say when the surgery will be?"

Fu Xianghong nodded. "I’ll be checking into the hospital in a couple of days."

Jiang Yu, knowing her in-laws wouldn’t take care of her, reminded her, "It’d be best to get someone to pitch in at the hospital. Having an extra hand makes things easier."

Fu Xianghong smiled gratefully. "Lin Rui is due to give birth soon, and her aunt from her family will come to help during her confinement period. Aunt Xu will be free and said she could help me out at the hospital."

She had considered asking Lin Hongxia, but their relationship had been on the rocks lately, so she decided against it.

Not wanting to go back to her in-laws, she had been staying with her parents these days.

The Second State Cotton Mill had donated money for her, which she was saving for her treatment, only giving a small portion to Lin Hongxia for food expenses.

Unexpectedly, this had rubbed Lin Hongxia the wrong way, who complained that the amount was too little.

She even advised her, "Money slips through your fingers, and your illness might not even be curable. Wouldn’t it be better to save it for your two sons? You’re so selfish—have you ever thought about what your sons will do if the money runs out?"

It cut her deep, unsure how to respond.

Several times, she had returned home unexpectedly to find Lin Hongxia sneaking him better food, realizing she was avoiding sharing good food with her.

The thought wore her down—this was her own mother, after all.

But these experiences only doubled her resolve to live.

She had to live—otherwise, what would happen to her two children?

Even their own father might not be reliable, forget about their mom’s side.

"I’ll leave it at that—I still have to go out."

Jiang Yu nodded. "Got it—be safe."