They even had to kneel down and apologize!
Absolutely a fantasy!
Chu Xi, fuming with anger, grabbed Zhou Yiran’s hand and didn’t bother with Jiangli at all, just walked away directly.
Upon seeing this, Wenru, supporting herself with the table, hurriedly stood up, wanting to call them back, to talk things over if they had something to discuss.
But Chu Xi didn’t leave any chance for conversation, taking Zhou Yiran and quickly walking out.
Wenru couldn’t help but look towards Song Taishan.
Song Taishan steadied her and asked Jiangli, "Those words from the Abbot... do you know something?"
"Do they have a daughter?" Jiangli asked instead of answering.
Wenru nodded, "Yes, they do. Yiran told me she has two older sisters."
Jiangli smiled faintly, "Two, huh..."
Hearing her suggestive tone, Wenru’s heart felt a little uneasy, "What are you trying to say, Abbot?"
Jiangli’s lips curved into a smile, "Nothing." The next second, she excitedly asked, "Xia Xin is coming back soon, we’re having hotpot for lunch today, Team Captain Song, would you like to stay and join us?"
Song Taishan was somewhat astonished.
The change of topic was too abrupt.
But he indeed had something else he wanted to ask Jiangli for help with.
Song Taishan glanced at Wenru and then nodded in agreement, "Since the Abbot has invited us, we will not decline."
Jiangli beamed, "Then wait a little longer."
Upon hearing this, Wenru stealthily pinched Song Taishan’s arm and desperately made eye signals to him.
She could tell that Jiangli seemed to be more open about everything with Song Taishan.
Perhaps because they had known each other a bit earlier.
She wanted Song Taishan to help clarify things.
She had always had a good relationship with Zhou Yiran, they were best friends, and she wholeheartedly wished for Zhou Yiran’s life to get better and better.
But now this matter was stuck in limbo, what was going on exactly?
Song Taishan secretly bared his teeth, but acted as if he didn’t understand Wenru’s signals, steadying Wenru as she sat down.
Seeing that he wasn’t going to inquire, Wenru asked herself, "Abbot, what exactly is the problem between Yiran and her husband? Isn’t there any other solution?"
Jiangli poured a cup of tea for both herself and them and smiled faintly, "Madam Song seems quite concerned about them?"
This was the first time Wenru heard someone else addressing herself with this term.
She forced a laugh, "I’m just worried about them. Abbot, you don’t know, but their relationship is actually quite good. Chu Xi, despite having some temper, is very honest in front of Yiran and treats Yiran very well. Moreover, they’re not young anymore, a divorce at this time would definitely be a big blow to them, not to mention that both of their parents probably won’t be able to accept it."
"So I wanted to ask if there isn’t any other solution? Does it have to be a divorce?"
Jiangli sipped her tea, "This matter, what you say doesn’t count, what I say doesn’t count either. How it ultimately unfolds depends on their own choices, irrelevant to you and me."
In other words, mind your own business.
Wenru was taken aback.
She started to sense something odd about Jiangli.
People usually wish for good fortune and avoid misfortune, turning danger into safety, she thought all such people were the type with overflowing kindness.
The kind of people willing to go through fire and water for others, just like the spiritual practitioners in TV dramas.
But she didn’t expect Jiangli to completely shatter her illusions.
Wenru couldn’t help but look towards Song Taishan.
But Song Taishan, as if it was nothing out of the ordinary, gently patted Wenru’s hand to comfort her, then said cheerfully, "Let’s not talk about this matter. The reason we came here is actually to ask the Abbot for a favor with another issue."
Jiangli set her teacup down and said knowingly, "Is it for Madam’s health and the child?"