Chapter 593 I’m Going to Remarry Xiangyang

Chapter 593: I’m Getting Back Together with Xiangyang

Since Ding He started living with Lan Raoping, Jiang Yu had never seen her again.

Their lives ran parallel, never intersecting, and Jiang Yu naturally never took the initiative to inquire about Ding He’s whereabouts.

Bumping into her here was quite unexpected.

Ding He was equally surprised, not expecting to meet Jiang Yu in this place.

Jiang Yu spoke first, “So, has your amnesia gotten better? Have you remembered who your family is?”

“Amnesia?” Xiao Qi looked stunned. “Ding He, you have amnesia?”

It dawned on Jiang Yu—she hadn’t told Xiao Qi.

Ding He looked away. “I had an accident before and forgot where my home was.”

His eyes brimmed with even more pity.

“I had no idea. You’re just a kid, yet you’ve been through so much.”

Jiang Yu laughed. “What are you saying? You’re not that old yourself.”

Xiao Qi scratched his head. “Sister-in-law, I’m still a good decade older than her.”

“Still young. I brought some pastries you like. Come and try them.”

She called Xiao Qi over and invited Ding He in as well.

“Ding He, are you getting used to living there at Director Lan’s place?”

Ding He nodded. “It’s fine.”

Jiang Yu and she didn’t share much to talk about, and after a pause, she heard Xiao Qi calling Ding He over to try the pastries.

“I got these fresh from Shunlinzhai. You should have some too.”

Ding He didn’t try them, maybe feeling out of place. She stood up to leave.

“Brother Qi, I should head back now.”

Xiao Qi quickly said, “I’ll take you back.”

“No need, I can go back by myself.”

Ding He insisted on leaving alone, and Xiao Qi didn’t push it.

After Ding He left, Jiang Yu made small talk with Xiao Qi.

“How did you meet her?”

Xiao Qi thought back and said, “She sprained her ankle, and I took her home.”

Jiang Yu went, “Oh?” then asked, “And then?”

A sprained ankle alone wouldn’t have led to all this back-and-forth.

“Later, she took a spill in front of me, and I took her home again.”

Jiang Yu: "...And then? She didn't take another spill, did she?"

Xiao Qi jumped. "Sis, how did you know?"

Jiang Yu almost facepalmed. Such clumsy acting could actually fool him?

The kid was still too green.

However, Jiang Yu didn’t understand why Ding He, who had been living peacefully with Lan Raoping, suddenly changed her target and started zeroing in on Xiao Qi.

"Sis, is there a problem?" The sudden silence made Xiao Qi uneasy.

Jiang Yu shook her head. "She’s just a kid—what’s the big deal? Besides, I was the one who brought her back from Yunan. She went through some things and got amnesia."

Xiao Qi sighed. "That’s just heartbreaking."

Jiang Yu didn’t respond. She and He Tingyue shared a look, then she stood up and left.

The next day, she made a point to ask Lan Raoping a few questions.

Lan Raoping was surprised. "What’s with the sudden curiosity about Ding He? She’s fine—a real sweet kid. She’s been with me for so long, and you never asked about her before. I figured she rubbed you the wrong way."

Jiang Yu said, "Personally, I’m not her biggest fan, but I can’t deny her circumstances. I still feel for her."

After chatting for a bit, Lan Raoping brought it up herself: "A while ago, the police came to see me. They said they had a lead on my daughter."

Jiang Yu was shocked. "Since when? Why didn’t you tell me sooner?"

Lan Raoping sighed. "I only found out last month. Things were dicey back then, and I originally planned to tell you after the memorial service, but with everything going on, I forgot."

Besides, she had been disappointed too many times over the years and didn’t dare to hope anymore.

"Ding He refuses to go to school, but she’s so young—I can’t just let her work, can I? I’ve talked to her several times, but she won’t say anything. I don’t know what’s on her mind."

Lan Raoping was somewhat frustrated, feeling like she had landed herself with a handful.

"Ping Jie, what are you thinking now? Are you planning to send her away?"

Lan Raoping pursed her lips. "If my daughter comes back, I don’t want anyone else diverting my attention."

After what happened with Zhou Xue, she now only wanted to focus all her love on her daughter. Everyone else would have to get pushed to the sidelines.

The difficulty was that Ding He was someone she had took in herself.

But when she first took on this responsibility, she hadn’t expected Ding He to stay with her for so long.

After all this time, Ding He still had no memory of where she came from.

Jiang Yu said, "Guess so, there’s no other solution for now."

Lan Raoping rubbed her temples. "Let’s leave it at that for now. We’ll cross that bridge later."

Returning to her office, Jiang Yu turned over Ding He’s situation in her mind.

Perhaps Ding He knew Lan Raoping wanted to send her away and had started scouting for her next move?

From what she could see, Ding He didn’t seem harmful—just trying to find a place to settle down.

It hit her out of nowhere: What if Ding He had never actually lost her memory?

But if she hadn't lost her memory, as a trafficked child, why wouldn’t she want to go home?

Jiang Yu couldn’t figure it out.

Since she couldn’t figure it out, she simply stopped thinking about it.

When it was time to finish work, she returned to the family housing area and heard a child crying before even entering.

Another voice soothing the child belonged to Jiang Ting.

She stepped inside and saw Lin Hongxia holding the child while Jiang Ting stood nearby, the two chatting and laughing.

Looking at this scene, who would have thought they used to be almost like enemies?

Jiang Yu looked away and turned to go home.

Jiang Ting noticed her and quickly followed.

"Jiang Yu."

"If you have something to say, stay outside. Don’t come in."

Jiang Ting stopped, her expression angry.

"I’m getting back together with Xiangyang."

Jiang Yu: "...Why are you telling me this?"

Jiang Ting said, "You’re still my sister, after all. Of course I’d tell you about such big news."

Jiang Yu raised an eyebrow. "You’re not planning to have *another* wedding feast, are you?"

"Yes."

Jiang Ting thought about it—they hadn’t even held a banquet when her son was born. Might as well do it now and collect plenty of wedding gifts.

Jiang Yu scoffed. "You’re shameless."

Jiang Ting shot back, "What’s the point of shame? It doesn’t put food on the table. Just remember to give me a cash gift."

Jiang Yu was done with her. "Get out!"

Jiang Ting blinked. "There’s one more thing. I want to cut a deal with you."

"Same as before. You speak first. If I find it valuable, I’ll decide what it’s worth."

Jiang Yu didn’t shut her down, since Jiang Ting did indeed know some useful information.

Jiang Ting leaned in. "Next year, they’re bringing back the college entrance exams."

Jiang Yu’s eyes lit up. "Which month?"

"December. By September next year at the latest, news will come out."

The reason Jiang Ting remembered this so clearly was because some sent-down youths in the village were fighting to sign up.

Some got in and went to university, getting their city residency back.

Others flunked and kept retaking them—some even two or three times.

Jiang Yu went inside and got the money for her, "Here."

Jiang Ting looked at it and was somewhat disappointed.

"Just a hundred?"

Jiang Yu glanced at her, "What if the college entrance exams are restored? Can you take them in my place and get into university? How long would it take you to earn a hundred yuan anyway? Now you’re putting on airs, even complaining about it. If you don’t want it, give it back."

Jiang Ting quickly pocketed the money, muttering as she walked away, "How cheap."

When Jiang Ting remarried Fu Xiangyang, apart from Lin Hongxia, who was overjoyed while holding the grandson who wasn't blood-related, almost no one in the Fu family was happy.

Especially Fu Xiangyun, who felt smothered by everything at home.

Sometimes she even felt the urge to marry someone just to escape it all.

But she was also afraid, worried it might land her in another nightmare.

To win over her sister-in-law, Jiang Ting took ten yuan from the money Jiang Yu had given her and handed it over.

"Xiang Yun, take this and buy yourself some clothes."

Fu Xiangyun gave her a dirty look, "I have my own salary, I don’t need yours."

Lin Hongxia quickly took the money, chiding, "How can you refuse money from your sister-in-law? You’re too polite for your own good. Jiang Ting, how much do you have left? Let me hold onto it for you."

Jiang Ting thought she wasn't about to be dumb enough to hand over her money for safekeeping.

"Mom, there’s not much left. We’ll see about that later."

Lin Hongxia looked displeased but didn't push it.