The Mafia King’s First Love

Chapter 587 The Mafia King’s life in danger

Jiang Yubi had rushed to her side, pulling her into a hug. “Lihua!”

One by one, she was completely cornered by all the members of the family. Jiang Fai was on her left while Jiang Lanying on her right side. Jiang Xiurang smiled with tears in her eyes and patted her head from the back.

Jiang Weizhe was also eager to meet Lihua but seeing her surrounded and smothered by everybody, he could only stand at a distance and patiently wait for his chance dote on his daughter-in-law.

Yang Cheng chuckled. “Sometimes I really wonder if you are the same Jiang Weizhe that I know of.”

His beautiful brows crinkled, and he pursed his lips. “You will understand once you have a daughter-in-law too.”

”I think we already have.”

He raised his brow in amusement. “Mingshen?”

He smirked. “Why are you so shocked? If Wei can find a wife for himself then my useless son can also score a chance. And he has~ Mingshen has turned into a complete lover boy now.”

”I see,” he then went silent but parted his lips at the end, “Lihua will still be the best daughter-in-law in this whole world,” Jiang Weizhe calmly remarked.

Yang Cheng’s expression turned ugly. “You are comparing our daughter-in-laws.”

”There is no need for any comparison because Lihua is the best,” his gaze was warm and filled with pride.

”…”

He saw his wife Yang Bingqing joining in the crowd and hugging Lihua as if she met her after a million years.

”Ah my Lihua is back! You have become so thin!”

Jiang Yubi furiously nodded. “She was not so thin when she left.”

Lihua pouted. “How am I thin? I have gained so much weight.”

Meng Ya, who was hugging her next in line after Jiang Fai did, with tears streaming down her cheeks, stammered. “Who dares to call my bestie fat! I will kill them!”

Lihua’s own eyes turned misty as she hugged her back. “Yayaaaaaaaa!”

”Lihuaaaaaaa!”

They jumped into each other’s hugs. Meng Ya sniffled and said, “The dumbo duo is back to rule the world!”

Lihua nodded hard.

Fu Renshu, who was hearing their conversation, heavily twitched his mouth.

”You two call yourselves dumb but get angry when somebody else mocks you. What is this hypocrisy?”

”Shut up, Renshu!” Meng Ya glared at him. “Only Lihua and I are allowed to call each other dumb. The whole world can burn into fire for all I care!”

”…”

Jiang Li sneered as he watched his wife shedding tears. “Lanying, your tears are gonna bring a tsunami in this house. Do you want to dehydrate yourself?”

Jiang Lanying threw him a tearful accusing stare. “Lihua is finally back after so long! How can I not cry! You are heartless Li!”

”You are just too emotional.”

”Shut up!”

”…”

But Lanying wasn’t the only one being emotional right now. It wasn’t only Lihua who had returned but Zhao Weisheng too.

Right now, he stood in front of Jiang Xiuying, the woman he loved the most and from whom he was separated for years. They had briefly met when Jiang Zhen had usurped Wei’s position. But that was only temporary and only a way to mock them.

But now they were here with no threat of anybody ever taking them apart from each other.

Jiang Xiuying stared at him with a blurry vision, still unable to believe that the man she waited for these long, long years was finally before him. This time nobody would separate them. The distance which Jiang Shan brought between them was over for good.

”Weisheng…” she whispered.

Zhao Weisheng chuckled, his own eyes wet and misty with tears. His hand trembled as he slowly lifted to hold her cheek. He gently wiped the tears off her eyes and cheeks.

”Don’t cry, Xiuying. Those days are behind us now. We have cried enough for all these years. We have missed each other for long enough. But now that painful time has passed. So, smile now Xiuying. I don’t want to see you crying anymore.”

She burst into soft sobs and hugged him hard. They had so many things to say to each other but words weren’t enough to express all the emotions.

It was not only Jiang Xiuying but their children who wanted to meet him too. Jiang Weizhe, Jiang Weiyuan and Jiang Xiurang were also eager to meet their father. But they understood that the one person who needed him the most right now was their mother.

On one side where everybody was joyous on Lihua and Zhao Weisheng’s return, there was someone else who was standing quietly by her side.

Jiang Ninghong and Jiang Weiyuan hugged their daughter, who seemed fine on the outside but was a broken mess inside.

Ruiling was devastated. Surely, she acted strong in front of Shen Yang when he showed her his true and ugly face. She refused to back down and make him feel that he had won.

But when nobody watched her, she would completely fall apart and cry hard with his betrayal. She was satisfied to see Shen Yang suffer and he was going to die soon enough, but did it mean that it would put medicine on the pain that he left her with?

Jiang Li watched his sister from a distance and clenched his fists. He dropped a message to worsen the torture being done on Shen Yang, his heart burning with rage.

Lihua, too, had noticed Ruiling slightly trembling, and she wished she could do something to ease her pain. She lowered her gaze.

But it was hopeless. Ruiling would have to bear this suffering until she would truly move on. Until her heart would truly forget Shen Yang.

Jiang Yubi whispered, “Don’t worry, Lihua. We are all with Ruiling. One day, she would definitely come out of this.”

Lihua gently nodded. “Mom. Everything…everything is fine now right?”

She beamed. “Of course, dear. Wei has won. He would be coming back at anytime now. Nothing can-“

She then observed her husband’s expression stiffening from the corner of her eye, who was talking to someone on the phone. She blinked. “Weizhe, what’s wrong?”

Jiang Weizhe lowered his phone and was silent for a long time.

”Wei…He has been shot.”