Chapter 308 Bringing humiliation to oneself
Under the intimidation of Old Man Liang, Old Lady Liang and Mrs. Zhu behaved themselves and did not dare to have any evil thoughts for the time being.
On the other hand, on Jiang Lin's side, Jiang Lin's mother was so regretful when she saw Qianhuan making a lot of money and becoming a county lady that she almost beat her chest and stamped her feet.
Mother Jiang said with regret, "Son, if you had known that Qianhuan would be so lucky, you should not have broken off the engagement with her. Although the Liu family is considered a wealthy family in our town, it is far inferior to the county lord personally appointed by the emperor. You will go to Beijing to take the imperial examination next year. If you have Qianhuan, the county lord, to take care of you, even if you cannot get the top spot in the imperial examination, it should not be a problem for Qianhuan to find you a small official position."
Jiang Lin felt very regretful at this time, but since things had come to this point, he could only accept his fate.
"Mother, it's too late to say anything now. We can only blame ourselves for being too impatient. If I had known that she could become the county lady, I would never have broken off the engagement with her. As for Miss Liu, I can secretly coax her to contribute money and effort to me. Isn't this the best of both worlds?"
Even Jiang Lin knew to accept his fate, but Jiang Lin's mother did not. "Son, I think there is still room for maneuver in this matter."
Jiang Lin looked puzzled, "Mom, what do you mean?"
Jiang's mother analyzed seriously, "Think about it, Qianhuan used to send gifts to our house every few days. Anyone with a discerning eye can see how much she likes you. I don't believe she can forget you so quickly."
"Mom, what you mean is that Qianhuan and I can still get back together?"
"Yes, mother feels that we did hurt her heart when we broke off the engagement, but as long as you coax her and tell her that you had no choice but to break off the engagement, she will definitely change her mind."
Jiang Lin asked uncertainly, "Mom, Qianhuan is now the county lady. Do you think she can really change her mind?"
"Although she is now the county lady, she was rejected in marriage and has a bad reputation. In addition, she is from a peasant family. A prominent family would definitely not want such a woman as a daughter-in-law. With her current status, she would definitely look down on ordinary common people. She likes you very much. In addition, there are not many people like you who can pass the examination to become a scholar at such a young age in these ten miles and eight villages. Mother thinks that this matter has a great chance of success."
Jiang Lin was encouraged by his mother, and he seemed to see hope. He nodded confidently, "Okay, Mom, I'll listen to you. I'll go find her right away."
At this time, Liang Laoer's family was decorating their home. Yinhua and Banxia were helping with cleaning, while Qianhuan was in the yard directing Lengfeng and Lengyu to paste couplets on the door.
Suddenly, the courtyard door was slammed with a series of "bangs", and Banxia quickly got up and opened the door.
Upon learning that the visitor was looking for Qianhuan, Banxia turned around and shouted towards the yard, "Miss, I'm here to see you."
Qianhuan walked to the gate of the courtyard and saw that the person standing outside was Jiang Lin. She was full of confusion. Why did this person come to see her out of the blue?
The moment Jiang Lin saw Qianhuan, his eyes widened. This beautiful woman in front of him turned out to be the former village girl Liang Qianhuan?
He asked in disbelief, "Are you really Qianhuan?"
Qianhuan saw that he was staring at her and suddenly felt a little disgusted.
She said impatiently, "I'm not Qianhuan, are you? Tell me, why did you come to see me?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Jiang Lin finally confirmed that the person in front of him was indeed the real Liang Qianhuan.
Who would have thought that after going to the capital and becoming a county lady, she had changed so much. Now Liang Qianhuan is so dazzling that people can't take their eyes off her.
Jiang Lin suddenly felt inferior for a moment, but when he thought of what his mother said, that Qianhuan had always liked him and it was impossible for her to forget him in such a short time, he mustered up the courage to explain his purpose.
"Qianhuan, I came here today to tell you that I had no choice but to break off the engagement with you. In fact, you have always been the one I love in my heart. During the days when you left home for the capital, I thought about you day and night. Now that you are finally back, I can no longer endure this pain of missing you. I must tell you my feelings."
Qianhuan really didn't expect that Jiang Lin came to her today just to say these things. If the person in this body was still the original Qianhuan, she might have been moved by his love words again, but unfortunately, she was not the original owner.
Qianhuan asked sarcastically, "Mr. Jiang, have you forgotten what you said before? Who said that I was just a useless idiot who couldn't compare to Miss Liu?"
Jiang Lin hurriedly explained, "Qianhuan, what I said at the beginning was all in anger. My mother forced me to break off the engagement with you, and I had no choice. I was afraid that you would be too sad, so I could only say those heartless words so that you would forget me sooner, so that you wouldn't have to suffer so much."
Qianhuan was really shocked by Jiang Lin's shamelessness. "Mr. Jiang, I want to congratulate you. You have done it. I have indeed forgotten you, so please disappear from my sight and don't bother me anymore from now on."
After saying that, Qianhuan wanted to close the door, but Jiang Lin didn't give up at all. He held the door tightly with his hands and said anxiously, "No, Qianhuan, I don't believe you don't love me anymore. You must be lying, right? You are just mad that I broke off the engagement, right? You can hit me and scold me now, as long as you calm down and come back to me."
Qianhuan was almost disgusted by him. She looked at him with disdain and said mercilessly, "Mr. Jiang, I have to correct one thing. It was the elders in our family who agreed to our engagement. In fact, I have never loved you. I hope you will stop flattering yourself in the future."
Jiang Lin was incredulous after hearing this. "No, it's impossible. You were so nice to me before and often sent me gifts. How could you not have loved me?"
Qianhuan was going to piss me off today. She started by saying, "I sent you things before because I saw your family was so poor. Plus, you were my nominal fiancé, so I helped you out out of pity. It had nothing to do with love at all."
Qianhuan was still not satisfied after she finished speaking, so she continued to mock, "Mr. Jiang, you and I have called off our engagement for so long, and now you come and say these things to me again. Does your fiancée Miss Liu know about this? You have finally managed to cling to the Liu family, so don't throw it away again. By the way, I have one more thing to tell you, I already have a man I like, he is a thousand times and ten thousand times better than you, you are not even worthy of carrying his shoes."
After saying this, without waiting for Jiang Lin to reply, Qianhuan simply pushed him away and closed the gate with a bang.
Jiang Lin was left standing stupidly outside the door alone. Of course, there were many villagers watching the fun not far away.
When everyone saw that Jiang Lin wanted to go back to his old lover, they all started pointing fingers and talking about him.
In the past, no one believed Qianhuan when she said Jiang Lin liked to live off women, but now they have no choice but to believe it.
Jiang Lin once dumped Qianhuan without hesitation in order to get close to Mr. Liu's family. Now that Qianhuan has become the county lord, Jiang Lin has again abandoned Miss Liu and wants to rekindle his relationship with Qianhuan. His face is really thicker than a city wall.
Seeing everyone pointing fingers at him, Jiang Lin quickly ran back home.