Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s

Chapter 2114: Chapter 2050: Feels Like I’ve Seen It Before

"What right do you have to make us leave!" Nian Tang shouted in rage, "If we leave here tonight, you’ll never get your mother’s belongings in your lifetime! And you’ll never know how your mother died back then!"

Upon hearing this, Meng Chaojun saw Meng Xinian slowly stand up, a chilling, dark aura almost palpable around him, and angrily said, "Nian Tang, what nonsense are you talking about? Didn’t Nian Chengcheng die of illness back then?"

"Ha, died of illness, indeed, but do you know how she got sick? How she despaired to the point of death?"

Feeling like he held an ace in his hand, Nian Tang’s expression was arrogant, "All those things are written in Chengcheng’s diary."

Diary...

Her damn diary.

So, there was another hidden truth back then?

Meng Chaojun’s face changed, he looked at Meng Xinian and reached out to pull his arm, but Meng Xinian sharply swung it away.

"Xinian..."

Meng Xinian ignored him, looking at Nian Tang, speaking in a low, deep voice: "Where’s the diary? How can you prove you have my mother’s diary?"

Nian Tang raised an eyebrow, "Wait."

He went into the guest room and quickly came out, holding a black-and-white photo in his hand.

By this time, Chiang Xiao had also emerged from the bathroom.

She had heard their conversation.

Nian Tang has Tyrant Meng’s mother’s diary?

No wonder they could recklessly come to the Capital City and try to take the Meng Family Old Mansion.

Nian Tang handed the black-and-white photo to Meng Xinian.

"Take a look, I knew you wouldn’t believe it, so I took a photo to bring along. Your mother liked writing back then, and I guess you still have some of her calligraphy, right? You should recognize her handwriting."

Nian Chengcheng did keep some calligraphy, some specifically written for him.

He often would look through them when he couldn’t sleep at night, so Meng Xinian was extremely familiar with his mother’s handwriting.

Even Meng Chaojun, when he closed his eyes, could still see it.

He also leaned over to look at the photo in Meng Xinian’s hand.

Chiang Xiao leaned over too.

The photo showed an open diary, its first page visible.

The diary appeared yellowed, carrying a sense of the passage of time.

Two lines of poetry were inscribed above.

Seeing the handwriting, Chiang Xiao could feel Meng Xinian tense up all over.

Meng Chaojun’s expression also changed slightly.

The diary seemed somewhat thick, and they couldn’t help but wonder if this notebook was completely filled. What secrets might be revealed in its pages?

"Well? Right? You recognize your mother’s handwriting?" Nian Tang spoke proudly, "If you really can’t identify it, I’ll tear a few pages and bring them for you to look at more closely when I return."

"Do not tear."

Meng Xinian lifted his head, eyes cold and dark.

He appeared chillingly ruthless.

But Chiang Xiao felt a pang of heartache; she could sense his wounds and pain at that moment.

His mother’s death by illness had always been a scar in his heart.

Previously, he had always used his strength to suppress it.

Chiang Xiao looked again at the photo and for some reason, she felt this diary seemed familiar.

She felt like she had seen it before.

But how could she have seen Meng Xinian’s mother’s diary?

Chiang Xiao furrowed her brow, trying hard to recall.

At this moment, Nian Lao Tai seemed to have grasped control over Meng Xinian, holding his vital point, and regained composure.