Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!-Chapter 768: Sorry Everyone

With a "snap", Jiang Zhao Yuan’s purple clay teapot shattered on the ground.

His face turned ashen, and he made to leave.

The few people on the stage froze in place, and Jiang Mingyu, who regained his senses, timidly called out, "Dad."

Jiang Zhao Yuan stopped in his tracks and looked at him coldly, "You still know to call me dad? I thought you’d forgotten about this family a long time ago. There are outsiders in the house now, and I don’t want to argue with you. You can go back to where you came from."

Jiang Mingyu glanced at Shen Lan sitting in the audience and quickly followed his father.

"Dad..."

He was about to kneel down when Jiang Li quickly stepped forward to support him.

Jiang Zhao Yuan was still furious and pointed at him, "Why are you holding him up? Let him kneel!"

"Grandpa," Jiang Li began to speak, "please let Second Uncle finish speaking. His return hasn’t been easy, and he almost died out there."

The old man didn’t respond, while Shen Lan clutched at her sleeves.

Zhao Lang raised his hand slightly, "I can testify. I ran into Uncle Jiang in South Africa. He took a bullet for me and was unconscious for a long time. Technically, Uncle Jiang is my lifesaver."

Jiang Mingchuan turned pale with fright.

"What? Brother, you got shot?"

Jiang Mingchuan and Jiang Mingyu had a good relationship. Although Jiang Mingyu rarely came home due to work, he would always bring back a lot of interesting trinkets whenever he returned.

When Jiang Mingchuan was tired of studying, he would sneak away to see Jiang Mingyu, who never said anything and let him play, then would send him back to school the next day.

So, their relationship was quite good.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have continued to live together even after getting married.

"I... I’m fine," Jiang Mingyu said, shaking his head and looking back at the old man.

A flicker of concern clearly passed through the old man’s eyes, but he hid it in the next moment.

However, his complexion softened somewhat, and he sat back down on the bench.

"Huh, he was the one who insisted on going abroad. It’s not my business if he dies out there."

Jiang Li’s gaze moved to Shen Lan, who remained silent. Sighing, he said, "Do you guys know the Chasing Wind Youth who connected with me during my live broadcast in Chixia Village? That person was Third Uncle."

"If he hadn’t connected with me, he might have been killed by his ’friends’ in the ravine."

"What? Chasing Wind Youth is God Jiang?!" Wen Jiaojiao stood up in shock.

His voice had been altered by a voice changer, but it had given her a familiar feeling.

No wonder...

Shen Lan also felt a tug at her heart.

That incident had even made the hot searches at the time, and she’d taken some interest in it.

So it was Mingyu?

She felt her eyes redden and bit her lip, "If that’s the case, why didn’t you contact us? Does this family disgust you that much?"

"It’s not like that... it’s not like that..." Jiang Mingyu shook his head as tears fell like pearls off a broken string.

Seeing Jiang Mingyu unable to utter a full sentence through his sobs, Jiang Li had to explain the situation on his behalf.

He recounted why Jiang Mingyu had initially run away from home, why he hadn’t contacted his family for so long, and how he had been betrayed.

The audience and especially Shen Lan were moved to tears.

Jiang Mingyu, with a hoarse voice, said, "That’s pretty much what Li said. I’m sorry; I was too naive. I thought I could handle things on my own, but it didn’t go well, and I worried everyone for no reason... I’m sorry to everyone..."

With that, he bowed deeply.

"As for why I didn’t see everyone... it’s because of my guilt. I feel guilty for the upbringing my father gave me, guilty for Ah Lan’s dedication, and guilt for my sister-in-law’s care for us. I..."

He raised his head to look at Jiang Zhao Yuan, who had turned his own away. "Dad, I’m sorry... I shouldn’t have acted impulsively and run away back then. I know you did everything for the family, and I should have communicated with you in a more mature way."

Then he walked over to Shen Lan.

"Ah Lan, the one I owe the most is you and Shi Xu... You took care of me for so long. I thought I could take good care of you after marrying you but ended up like this. I thought I would grow by studying abroad, but..."

Jiang Mingyu was now crying inconsolably, and finally, Shen Lan embraced him, unable to stop her own tears.

"It doesn’t matter; I forgave you a long time ago. I was also wrong back then; you’ve suffered a lot being abroad all these years. It’s good as long as you’re back."

Lin Manru also wiped her tears and added, "Yes, it’s good as long as you’re back."

With that, she looked at Jiang Zhao Yuan, "Dad, don’t stay angry with Mingyu. Minghai has already passed, and you only have these two children left. You can’t bear to see Mingyu suffering like this forever, can you? He has apologized, a united family is surely the best, isn’t it?"

Jiang Zhao Yuan stood up, his back to everyone, his voice hoarse.

"It’s getting late, and it’s cold outside. Go back to wash up and sleep."

After saying this, he entered the house without looking back.

Although his tone was still stiff, the Jiang family knew full well that the old man had forgiven Mingyu.

And Jiang Li clearly saw him secretly wipe the corner of his eye as he stepped through the door.

Sigh.

This grandfather of hers, always harder than iron with his words.

The family joyfully escorted Jiang Mingyu inside, while Jiang Li stayed to see off Wen Jiaojiao and the others.

Wen Jiaojiao had been crying nonstop since Jiang Mingyu appeared, and by the time she walked out of the Jiang Mansion’s gates, her face was a tear-streaked mess.

If her bodyguards hadn’t known she was on good terms with Jiang Li, they might have thought she had been mistreated inside.

Wen Jiaojiao tightly grabbed Jiang Li’s hand, choking back sobs with heartfelt sorrow, "God Jiang actually went through so much. Those damn trolls were saying he got arrested; it’s too much... wuwuwu, I’m definitely going to blast them online."

Jiang Li took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears, "Curse all you like, but it’s best to keep the news of my uncle’s return to yourselves. I’m afraid..."

"Of course," Shu Yan nodded, "I just didn’t expect your family to be full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. That Second Uncle of yours is actually Jiang Yu, and I didn’t expect him to have married Shen Lan. I heard they even have a child. How come we didn’t see them today?"

Jiang Li pondered, "You’ll meet them eventually."

After chatting a little longer, they all departed one after another.

Jiang Li turned round after seeing them off, only to find Zhao Lang still standing there.

"Why haven’t you left?"

Zhao Lang didn’t beat about the bush and smiled openly, "I just wanted to talk to you a bit more."

Jiang Li looked at his eyes, dim under the streetlight, and smiled, lifting her hand which now had an incense bag in the palm.

"Here, this is for you."

Zhao Lang accepted it, "What’s this?"

Jiang Li pointed to his chest, "A new peace charm."