Love, Chef. - A Chen Qing Ling/Modaozushi Fanfic

Chapter 30

Jiang Fengmian

8 Months ago:-

"Mister?! Mister?! Are you alright?!"

I heard a woman's voice calling out to me, my mind was all dazed and my vision blurry. The woman looked awfully familiar to me, as if I knew who it was but in my dazed state I could barely feel my limbs, recognizing someone was a long shot.

"Where....am...I?" I croaked out somehow, anxiety settling in the pit of my stomach as I heard the familiar beeping of a machine.

"Master Jiang, you are in my clinic right now. Nobody knows you are here." The woman said, her voice soft yet stern.

"What...happened?" I asked again.

"You were in an accident, Mrs.Jiang took most of the impact as the small truck hit the passenger side first. You were brought here by Wen Ning." The woman explained.

And then it hit me like a barrage of bricks. The police on our tail, the eminent danger of another small truck following us before I lost control of the wheel and the next moment as my ear rang I saw Ziyuan there, all bloody and contorted because of the truck's impact.

Realising what had happened, tears started to shamelessly stain my face as my mouth hung open. Crying without a voice because of the lump that was making it's presence known in my throat. I was responsible for Ziyuan's death along with that came the guilt of never cherishing her as I should have. My heart broke, that even in an untimely death where we both were subjected to the accident , I couldn't accompany her. Something that I should have done, I owed her atleast that much.

"Master Jiang, I am sorry for your loss." Said the woman who was standing with her head hanging low beside me.

"D-did her body....did you atleast get her body?" I asked, my voice strained.

"Yes, but... it's mutilated beyond our control." She said.

I can only imagine, a truck headed straight for us, her wearing the seat belt and with the glass breaking and the impact, I could only imagine the kind of mutilation that happened to her body.

"Lady....wha... what's your name?" I asked, my heart beating in my chest rampant and hurting me, as I felt breathless.

"Wen Qing, we have met before Master Jiang. At Nie Mingjue's wedding." She said.

"Wen Qing...." I mumbled, the name rolling of my tongue and my brain trying to remember who the familiar lady was before it dawned on me.

"You... you're Nie Mingjue's wife, aren't you?" I said.

"Yes..." She said.

It was as if an instant reaction, I jerked up, my eyes wide, I looked at the woman. Yeah, she was Wen Qing, all right.

That meant, I just endangered her and her family's life.

No. That cannot be happening.

"Wen Qing, you have to keep this a secret." I said, flailing, trying to sit up only to fail.

"What...? I am sorry Mr. Jiang but your son's wouldn't take the news well." She said as she came closer to me, holding my hand.