A-List Actress: Paper Marriage but Pampering Billionaire

Chapter 788: Chapter 788: Cause of Death!

Old Mrs. Zhuang and Mu Yan were looking through photos together.

The old man’s attention once again fell on Jiang Jingheng, and his expression became much more serious.

It was Zhuang Zeyang who started, taking into account the economy of Upper City.

Although Upper City is not the Capital, it is the country’s first and also largest international metropolis, and with the Jiang Family being the largest prestigious family there, the economy of Upper City is bound to be influenced.

Jiang Jingheng’s expression was calm and he spoke eloquently, like a textbook, able to grasp the key points precisely.

His views made the men present open their eyes wide in astonishment.

Therefore, it is understandable why the Jiang Family chose him to take over the family business.

Mu Yan, while talking to the old lady, also paid attention to the happenings around Jiang Jingheng.

She occasionally glanced at him, her eyes filled with undisguised admiration and trust.

The expressions of several elders were noticed, and in their hearts, they couldn’t help but sigh at how well this younger member of the Jiang Family could charm a girl.

The photo album turned and turned, eventually reaching the picture of a little girl with Mom.

The little girl sat on a swing holding a bunch of sunflowers, while Mom stood beside her, pushing the swing with a gentle smile, looking exceedingly graceful.

Mother and daughter, the two of them, seemed to be carved from the same mold.

And now, Mu Yan bears about an 80-90% resemblance to the woman in the photo.

Mu Yan gently stroked the photo, her eyes slightly stinging.

She had returned, but Mom could never come back again.

The old lady noticed her actions, the matter she had originally tried not to mention had suddenly intruded upon her face.

Looking at her granddaughter’s sorrowful expression, she finally asked, ”What happened to your Mom?”

The men who were previously chatting suddenly went silent and looked over.

Zhuang Shaoyang even seemed to want to speak but stopped, pain concealed in his eyes.

He always thought Ah Ning was still alive, never expected...

Mu Yan was silent for a long time, looking at the old lady, she said, ”It was an accident.”

”What kind of accident?” Old Mrs. Zhuang pressed on, ”You don’t have to hide it from me, there’s nothing I can’t bear.”

Mu Yan pursed her lips, turned her face away, forcing herself not to let the tears fall.

Jiang Jingheng, knowing she was upset, directly pulled her into his arms and softly said, ”Haven’t I told you? It’s not your fault, don’t overthink it.”

Mu Yan buried her head in his arms, sobbing.

”Nuannuan, Grandma was wrong, I shouldn’t have brought it up, don’t cry,” Old Mrs. Zhuang, unable to care about her own sorrow, hurriedly comforted her.

Zhuang Shaoyang watched his daughter’s distress, his heart twisting in anguish.

If anyone was to blame, it was all his fault.

Mu Yan knew this was not the place for her to vent her emotions, she emerged from Jiang Jingheng’s arms, letting him wipe her tears.

She took a deep breath, reining in her emotions, looked at the old lady and said, ”It was a man-made accident, it’s a long story. At the time, I was falsely accused of plagiarism and expelled from school. I wanted to study abroad, so Mom had to work in a nightclub as a bar girl. Then one of her suitor’s friends didn’t approve of her, so he locked her in a storage room and set it on fire. The storage room was full of alcohol, and when the fire hit the alcohol, it all burned, and then Mom was burned to death alive.”

Zhuang Shaoyang and Zhuang Zeyang had already investigated this matter and knew the cause of Ah Ning’s death; both of their faces showed sympathy, especially Zhuang Shaoyang, who looked full of regret.

And Old Mrs. Zhuang was already in tears; to be burned to death, how painful that must have been.

Her Ah Ning, with her delicate skin, she never allowed her to suffer a bit of hardship since she was a child, how painful that must have been.

She covered her face, crying and wailing, ”My poor Ah Ning!”