CHAPTER 239: CHAPTER 239: SHE DIDN’T KNOW HE WAS DEAD

Mrs. Yan sneered, "She didn’t destroy all my photos, and kept one?"

"Maybe as a memento for her grandson, Zhan Hanjue." Ningwan focused on her.

Hearing Zhan Hanjue’s name, Mrs. Yan’s expression changed slightly.

But soon, she turned cold again, and said indifferently, "When I decided to leave him, I never intended for him to think of me. Hating me is enough, why remember?"

"You’re so good to Yan Rui, I think no matter what you do, Yan Rui will always remember you. Although I was very young when my mother passed, I still remember her voice and appearance. You might have coldly abandoned this mother-son bond, but Zhan Hanjue may not be so heartless. Children find it hard to truly hate their parents."

"You’ve met Zhan Hanjue?" Mrs. Yan immediately asked.

Ningwan nodded, "I treated Old Mrs. Zhan, I’ve naturally met him."

"And how is he now, is he doing well?" Mrs. Yan asked softly.

Ningwan looked at her in surprise.

Wouldn’t it be easy for her to know how Zhan Hanjue is?

It’s not like they live on another planet; finding out about Zhan Hanjue’s current situation is not difficult.

While specifics might be hard to know, she should be able to find out the general situation.

Mrs. Yan explained in a low voice, "After I left, I deliberately avoided the issue. For years, I never let anyone tell me anything about him, so I don’t know how he’s doing."

"Have you been living abroad all these years?" Ningwan guessed.

If she were in the country, avoiding it would not mean complete ignorance.

The only explanation would be living abroad, so she wouldn’t be aware of the situation here.

Mrs. Yan nodded, "My current husband is Malaysian, we’ve been living in Malaysia. I wouldn’t be here if not for Yan Rui’s illness."

"No wonder."

"He’s... not well? That shouldn’t be, the Zhan Family... they’re not lacking, and Zhan Changwen is a kind-hearted person. Even if I abandoned them, he wouldn’t mistreat him."

"He wouldn’t mistreat his only son, he’s probably the best father in the world. Unfortunately, he passed away early."

"What? Passed away? How is that possible, he was so young, how could he...?"

Mrs. Yan stared in shock, her face turning pale, disbelief written all over her expression.

Ningwan looked at her, thinking to herself that she truly seemed unaware of Zhan Changwen’s death.

If she didn’t know, then the car accident likely had nothing to do with her.

Actually, when Mrs. Leng said it was related to her, Ningwan was skeptical.

After all, Mrs. Leng was a headstrong person who would blame others when things went wrong.

Unable to accept Zhan Changwen’s death, blaming He Qingping was somewhat understandable.

"Why did he die? Can you tell me?" Mrs. Yan choked up.

"You can search online yourself! It’s news from over ten years ago, but you should still be able to find it." Ningwan said.

"Over ten years? Has it really been that long?"

Mrs. Yan shook as she took out her phone to search for news about Zhan Changwen.

She saw the words "died in a car accident" in bold.

Upon seeing the accident date, her face turned even paler, her eyes widened, and her body tottered.

Ningwan noticed her odd expression and quickly reached out to support her.

"Are you alright!"

"No, I’m fine." Mrs. Yan shook her head.

Instinctively, she clutched her chest, nervously crumpling the fabric of her clothing.

This date, wasn’t it...?

"Do you know the specific reason?" Mrs. Yan asked again.

The news only mentioned the car accident and its possible cause, but not the actual details.

For instance, given Zhan Changwen’s good driving skills, why did he suddenly overturn?

That late at night, why was he out with his fifteen-year-old son?

"What do you mean?" Ningwan asked.

"I... I mean, what was he doing that day, why was he there so late?"

"Why do you ask this?" Ningwan keenly sensed something was off.

Mrs. Yan said nervously, "Nothing, just asking. I know he... had poor eyesight, rarely drove at night, and he didn’t call for a driver, he drove himself, which is unusual."

"I heard, he was going to see you." Ningwan said.

"What?" Mrs. Yan was shocked.

Ningwan asked, "So, did you really make an appointment with him that day?"

"I didn’t, of course I..."

"You weren’t in Jiangcheng that day?"

"I... I was, I did arrange to meet him."

At first, Mrs. Yan denied it with a frown, but then suddenly acknowledged it.

Ningwan frowned, then sighed after a moment, "Because of this, the entire Zhan Family resents you, thinking you caused Zhan Changwen’s death, including Zhan Hanjue."

Tears filled Mrs. Yan’s eyes, her fists clenched tightly.

Ningwan glanced at her, then continued, "Perhaps because the experience was so traumatic, it filled him with fear of women and marriage. But he’s the only hope for the Zhan Family; after Zhan Changwen’s death, he survived by chance. Old Mrs. Zhan treated him as the Zhan Family’s hope, arranging a marriage for him early, hoping he would marry and have children to continue the Zhan lineage. By the way, his first marriage was at eighteen."

"What? How could she do that, arranging a marriage for him so early? At eighteen, he was still a child." Mrs. Yan was shocked and angry.

Ningwan said, "At eighteen, only those with parents are considered children. Zhan Hanjue, without parents, was the successor to the Zhan Family’s legacy, he had long ceased to be a child."

Mist filled Mrs. Yan’s eyes again.

Ningwan continued, "It’s uncertain if it’s just fate, but his first marriage lasted less than a month before the bride passed away. Later, he continued getting engaged, but before each wedding, something would happen to the bride. It dragged on until he was twenty-eight, without a single normal marriage. People began calling him the Living Yama, cursing father, mother, and wife, naturally unfortunate."

"Nonsense, he’s not like that. He’s a good child, gentle and kind, not an unfortunate person." Mrs. Yan urgently defended.

Ningwan said, "Saying this to me is useless. To outsiders, the misfortunes he endures are because of bad luck, branding him as unfortunate. Otherwise, why would everyone leave him? By the way, a few days ago, he got married again, and this time, the bride was arrested by the police right at the wedding, truly pitiful."

"How could this happen, why does it happen."

Mrs. Yan covered her face, crying out loud.

She never imagined her son was living so tragically.

She always thought he would live happily.

After all, when she left, he was already grown.

She thought, even if Zhan Changwen remarried, he would still take care of himself.