Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets

Chapter 1022: Chapter 1022: Happy New Year

"Wu Xin, I believe she’s telling the truth." Tang Yue said as she opened the car door and got out. Maybe intuition isn’t always accurate, but she still chose to trust her instincts and her judgment.

The girl’s panicked expression didn’t seem fake, and the blood stains on her hands and body didn’t seem fake either. Her words felt very real, and Tang Yue was willing to believe the girl.

Sure enough, when Tang Yue followed Wu Xin to the girl’s home, there was a woman lying beside the water tank, and a smaller girl crying next to her. The wrist of the woman on the ground was bright red.

"Wu Xin, come over and help quickly."

Seeing this, Tang Yue immediately called Wu Xin to help carry the person to the car.

They sped to the nearest hospital, sending the woman to the emergency room. Tang Yue saw the two little girls with eyes swollen like walnuts and felt a pang of sympathy, asking, "Where’s your dad? Do you have any other family members at home? Otherwise, I can notify someone for you?"

"We don’t have a dad anymore." The younger girl started to cry, wiping her eyes with her hand, looking extremely pitiful.

Tang Yue felt a thud in her heart, wondering if their dad had passed away.

Then another girl spoke up: "My dad and mom divorced. We don’t have a dad anymore. Thank you, Sister, for bringing my mom to the hospital today. I, Fan Jiaren, will surely repay you in the future."

Fan Jiaren looked gratefully at Tang Yue. Regardless of whether her mom would be safe, Tang Yue bringing her mom to the hospital made her grateful.

As for Wu Xin, Fan Jiaren knew that without Tang Yue’s agreement, Wu Xin would not have helped.

"It’s just a small effort, no need to repay me. Do you have any other family members?" Tang Yue asked. As for the children’s mother, to abandon two underage daughters for a divorced man seemed so irresponsible.

"No." Fan Jiaren lowered her head, only then remembering that in her haste to bring her mom to the hospital, she forgot to bring money.

"Sister, I..." Fan Jiaren stammered, embarrassed to say, "I forgot to bring money."

"It’s alright, I’ll pay for you first." Just as Tang Yue was about to pay, Wu Xin had already gone ahead to pay, quietly instructing Tang Yue to stay put.

Tang Yue sat down with the two children and learned that Fan Jiaren was sixteen, and Fan Liren was twelve.

Even though Fan Jiaren was only sixteen, she acted like an adult, very obedient and sensible. She said, "Don’t worry, your mom will definitely be alright."

They brought her in not too late, leaving a good chance of rescuing her.

Before long, Wu Xin returned after paying, seeing Tang Yue sitting there safely, feeling relieved.

Fan Jiaren made sure to note the amount Wu Xin paid, remembering it in her heart. She said, "Sister, once my mom gets better, I’ll repay the money."

"Sister, where do you live, and what’s your name?" Fan Jiaren looked at Tang Yue with sincere eyes, clearly remembering this incident.

Tang Yue said there was no need, but Fan Jiaren insisted, making Tang Yue eventually say, "I’m Tang Yue, and I live in Jianan Prefecture."

Tang Yue gave her the house number and also mentioned Xinyue Studio.

Fan Jiaren’s eyes brightened a bit and she asked, "Sister, are the clothes from Star Bright designed by you?"

"Yes." Tang Yue nodded.

Fan Jiaren looked at Tang Yue admiringly, saying, "I really like the clothes there, and my mom likes them too."

"My mom loved going there to buy clothes, and I dream of designing clothes like you in the future." Fan Jiaren has loved drawing and beautiful clothes since she was young.

Ever since she bought clothes from Star Bright by chance, Fan Jiaren fell in love with the clothing there, buying a lot, wanting to learn, and inquiring about Star Bright quite a bit.

Originally, her mom was going to take her to visit Xinyue Studio, but after her parents fought, her mom was always immersed in sadness and never took them.

"Study hard, and you can do it in the future." Tang Yue encouraged.

With Tang Yue chatting with the two children, time passed a bit faster. When their mom came out safely, the two children rushed to the hospital bed and cried restrainedly.

Seeing this, Tang Yue felt compassionate. She couldn’t just leave these underage kids alone at the hospital, could she?

Finally, Tang Yue said, "You two take good care of your mom. I’ll come to see you tomorrow."

"Thank you, Sister Tang." Fan Jiaren said gratefully.

Fan Liren didn’t say much, but she too looked eagerly at Tang Yue.

After Tang Yue left, she kept sighing.

"Fan Jiaren and Fan Liren are sisters, and their dad is Fan Ming." Wu Xin suddenly said.

Tang Yue hadn’t reacted yet, but once she remembered who Fan Ming was, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "Is he... the man Shen Qingqing married?"

"The executive director of D Jewelry?" Tang Yue asked, a bit unsure.

"Yes." Wu Xin confirmed. He hadn’t thought about it before, but Wu Xin’s memory was always good. When investigating Fan Ming, he knew his wife and two daughters existed, but didn’t pay attention to their names.

Until he heard the names Fan Jiaren and Fan Liren, and then their mom Han Zhu, he confirmed they were Fan Ming’s wife and daughters.

Ex-wife and daughters.

Because Fan Ming only had two daughters and no son, Shen Qingqing’s pregnancy with a son made Fan Ming value it even more.

"Is Jing City this small?"

Tang Yue murmured, never imagining that the person she happened to help was actually Fan Ming’s ex-wife and daughters.

Will Fan Ming, who is preparing to get married, know that his ex-wife attempted suicide because of him? And that his two daughters had to seek help from passersby?

*

"Qingqing, will the Lian Family attend the wedding?" Fan Ming hugged his beloved wife. Over the years, he inevitably had more than just one woman, but none could captivate his heart like Shen Qingqing. Moreover, Shen Qingqing’s background was extraordinary.

At the mention of the Lian Family, Shen Qingqing appropriately lowered her gaze, her voice becoming more delicate, saying, "Brother Ming, although I grew up with the Lian Family, because of my mother’s matters, they..."

Shen Qingqing lifted her head, her eyes misty with unshed tears, her words tinged with choked emotion, "I don’t want to make things difficult for them."

"It’s fine." Fan Ming looked at Shen Qingqing with affection, her tears making his heart ache. He comforted her, "If they don’t come, so be it. Don’t cry, alright? Your tears make my heart ache."

Though Fan Ming was balding, he looked every bit the successful man. Sweet-talking Shen Qingqing was his forte.

Anyway, he had already sent an invitation. Out of respect for Shen Qingqing, the Lian Family would surely attend.