Quick Transmigration: Saving the White Moonlight in a Matriarchal World - Chapter 9

“Fang Qiong!” 

Jiang Zhou looked at her. 

“You’re here,” Fang’s mother said, looking up. “Here to take Jiang Zhou home? Then hurry up and go.” 

“…” 

“I’m not here to take him,” Fang Qiong heard herself say. “Mother, I’m here for you. I want to ask you, did Shen Yunzhou really take that 20 million six years ago?” 

“What nonsense are you spouting?” Fang’s mother’s face darkened instantly. “Jiang Zhou is still here.” 

“It has nothing to do with him.” 

Once Fang Qiong started speaking, she didn’t stop. She glanced at Jiang Zhou, whose face had soured, but he quickly looked away. 

She stared at her mother. “I’m asking you one last time: did Shen Yunzhou really take that 20 million? Was it truly voluntary?” 

“Fang Qiong!” Fang’s mother grabbed the cup on the table and threw it. “Are you questioning me? Do you even remember that I’m your mother?” 

Fang Qiong didn’t dodge. 

The cup, filled with hot tea, smashed against her knee, scalding her leg until it turned red. 

Her mother’s reaction made the answer unmistakably clear. Fang Qiong looked at her, then suddenly began laughing hysterically, tears streaming down her face. 

Both Fang’s mother and Jiang Zhou were stunned. 

Fang Qiong cried. 

Since she was young, being the youngest in the family meant Fang Qiong was spared from inheriting the family business. She had always done whatever she pleased. The only time her mother had interfered was in matters of her love life. 

When Fang Qiong first started dating Shen Yunzhou, her mother had dug up everything about him: how he had an elderly grandmother, how he had been working to support his family since elementary school. 

He was a good kid. 

But his family was too poor and could bring no advantage to the Fang family. The person Fang Qiong was supposed to marry should have been a young master from a wealthy family. 

Since it was just a relationship, her mother hadn’t been too worried at first. 

She thought Fang Qiong was just playing around. But to her surprise, the relationship lasted a year, and Fang Qiong even had someone design a ring. 

Fang’s mother couldn’t sit still anymore. 

She met with Shen Yunzhou three times. At first, she tried to reason with him, but later resorted to threats and bribes. Yet, he refused to leave. 

Eventually, as Fang Qiong sent out the ring design, Fang’s mother turned to Shen Yunzhou’s rural grandmother. 

She had the elderly woman taken away and placed in a care facility, while Shen Yunzhou was forcibly sent abroad and monitored. 

Her final warning was clear: he was never to appear by Fang Qiong’s side again or contact her. Otherwise, he would never see his grandmother again. 

Shen Yunzhou complied. 

Fang’s mother kept his grandmother under strict watch for six full years, until news came from the care facility that the grandmother had passed away. 

By then, with Jiang Zhou’s suicide attempt, Fang Qiong had come to her senses and proposed to him. Seeing Fang Qiong seemingly ready to let go of Shen Yunzhou, Fang’s mother decided to wait a little longer, two months, to be exact. 

She withdrew her people, returned Shen Yunzhou’s documents, and allowed him to come back. When he did, she had someone hand over his grandmother’s ashes. 

At the airport, Fang’s mother made her stance clear over the phone: as long as he didn’t tangle with Fang Qiong anymore, she wouldn’t interfere if he chose to stay in the capital or leave. 

She thought that she had acted reasonably. 

In the six years Shen Yunzhou spent abroad, apart from barring him from returning home or contacting Fang Qiong, she hadn’t made his life difficult in any other way. 

She even gave him 20 million. 

But he casually threw the check away. 

Abroad, Shen Yunzhou chose to work grueling hours every day, earning only five or six thousand a month, rather than accept Fang’s mother’s “kindness.” 

To Fang’s mother, this only made her look down on him more, seeing him as arrogant and ungrateful. 

Since Shen Yunzhou returned, Fang’s mother had kept her word and never sought him out. She never imagined that Fang Qiong would confront her about it today, or cry like this. 

Since childhood, she had always worn a cheerful face. Yet, for a man, she cried, right there in public. 

Fang’s mother was stunned, unable to recover from her shock for a long time. 

Fang Qiong cried silently for a while, then left the old family house. Jiang Zhou, though unhappy, was worried something might happen to her and went after her. 

Shen Yunzhou’s hometown was in the south. After Fang Qiong’s visit, Lin Qingchi handled matters at the company, requested leave on Shen Yunzhou’s behalf, and left the capital with him that evening. 

After nearly ten hours of driving, they finally arrived at their destination the following morning. 

It was nothing like Lin Qingchi had imagined. The area was picturesque, with lush mountains and clear waters, bustling with tourists. A sign outside the town revealed that it had been developed into a tourist destination four years ago. 

As soon as Shen Yunzhou stepped out of the car, a tall, thin woman ran toward him from the roadside. 

“Shen family boy!” 

Lin Qingchi, carrying their belongings, got out of the car and heard Shen Yunzhou address the woman as the village chief. 

“And this is…” The village chief’s eyes lit up when she saw Lin Qingchi stepping out of the car. Clapping her hands, she exclaimed, “Is this the one your grandma always mentioned? Your partner?” 

Lin Qingchi paused mid-step. 

Shen Yunzhou froze momentarily. He remembered that seven years ago, he had indeed told his grandmother he was dating Fang Qiong. Lowering his gaze, the corners of his lips curved slightly. “Yes, it’s her.” 

After all, Lin Qingchi had been the one to first claim he was her boyfriend. He wasn’t lying. 

“Village Chief,” Lin Qingchi stepped forward, all smiles, “I’ve heard Zhouzhou mention you often. He said you’ve always been so kind to him.” 

“A small gesture of appreciation,” Lin Qingchi handed over the gifts she was holding, her smile warm. “Please, do accept these.” 

“Oh, no, no, I can’t take this,” the village chief quickly waved her hands upon seeing the luxurious gifts worth tens of thousands, items usually only seen on television. “These are far too expensive. You young people should keep them for yourselves.” 

“Village Chief,” Shen Yunzhou said, “My grandmother is no longer here. You are my elder now. This is her first time visiting my home, please accept it.” 

He had wanted to call her by name, but at the last moment, he felt shy and simply referred to her as “Village Chief.” 

“This…” The village chief hesitated. 

“Listen to Zhouzhou,” Lin Qingchi said, pressing the gifts into the village chief’s hands and promptly steering the conversation to the matter at hand. “Village Chief, you mentioned on the phone yesterday that someone wanted to relocate Shen Grandma’s grave?” 

“Ah, yes!” 

With the gifts in hand, the village chief’s attention shifted. She hurriedly explained, “A big boss from the capital wants to build a villa and has taken a liking to your family’s ancestral land.” 

The last time Shen Yunzhou returned, he had buried his grandmother’s ashes in that very spot. 

“I won’t move the grave,” Shen Yunzhou said firmly. “Village Chief, please tell her to find another place. My family’s ancestral land is not for sale.” 

“I told her that,” the village chief said, looking troubled. “But the higher-ups… they’ve already approved it.” 

“What?!” 

Shen Yunzhou’s face turned pale. 

Lin Qingchi squeezed his hand, signaling for him to stay calm, and then asked the village chief if she knew the name of the boss from the capital. 

“I heard the surname is… Jiang!” 

Jiang. 

Lin Qingchi turned to look at Shen Yunzhou, who also glanced back at her, his face tinged with restrained anger. 

[Ding! Congratulations, Qingchi, for successfully triggering a hidden plotline on the parallel timeline.] 

005’s voice chimed in. 

Lin Qingchi’s eyes flickered as she recalled the ending in the original storyline. Shen Yunzhou had been sent to prison after crashing his car into Jiang Zhou. 

So it wasn’t out of love turned hatred. 

It was because the Jiang family had forcibly taken his ancestral land and built a villa over his grandmother’s grave… How could Shen Yunzhou not hate them?