Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife Chapter 1489 - 1490: Father and Daughter at Each Other’s Throats

Realizing no valuable intel was coming from Jiang Conghe, Chiang Qing's patience snapped. She rose abruptly, ready to storm out. How naive she seemed; if he was really as cunning as he boasted, why had he fallen into this mess?

Maybe he was clever after all, but blinded by arrogance, assuming the father-son bond was unbreakable. He fully trusted Jiang Dafang's desire to claim him as kin. Little did he know, harsh reality would strike him down brutally.

Jiang Conghe noticed her departure and urgently shouted: "Where are you headed?"

Chiang Qing turned, shooting him a look that screamed utter stupidity: "Obviously, I’m getting out of here. You don’t seriously believe I’ll stick around to keep you company behind bars, do you?"

"So, when are you springing Dad free?" Jiang Conghe gazed at her, eyes brimming with desperate hope.

He was utterly fed up with the brutal prison existence. The inmates inside lacked all humanity, constantly tormenting him.

Chiang Qing erupted in mocking laughter, declaring, "Dad, oh my precious Dad, are you really that clueless, or just acting the part? This is the punishment the state imposed on you. Think I’ve got the clout to bust you out? And even if I did, why on earth would I bother?"

Jiang Conghe’s expression darkened. "What’s that supposed to mean? I’m your father!"

"Your father?" Chiang Qing scoffed coldly: "From the instant you dumped me in that asylum, my father died. You don’t deserve the title!"

"You..." Rage consumed Jiang Conghe as he spat: "Think I chose this path willingly? If you hadn’t been so obsessed with that lowlife Qi Taiguo, causing endless scandals, would I have been forced to such extremes? Our family’s ruin today stems entirely from you, from your stubborn fixation on that scum Qi Taiguo!"

True enough, Chiang Qing’s misguided passion for the wrong man had dragged him into this abyss. Without it, his rise in politics would have been seamless, free of those humiliating blunders that culminated in catastrophe.

Her relentless fixation kept the household in turmoil, ripe for enemies to strike. Had tranquility reigned as in the past, he could have ascended to Chief by now.

Yet this thankless child refused to awaken, daring to call him unworthy?

It drove him to fury!

Chiang Qing despised anyone dragging her romance into the fray. Jiang Conghe’s barbs chilled her features further. "Because of me? Then why didn’t you reflect when you clawed your way up, ditching your wife and kid for a high-society marriage? Ever ponder this day? If you hadn’t wed my mother, I wouldn’t exist, and none of this would’ve happened!"

"You, Chiang Qing, you..."

With icy detachment, Chiang Qing stared at him: "Moreover, when you shoved me into that asylum years ago, did today cross your mind? Jiang Conghe, dear Dad of mine, ever grasp how nightmarish a mental hospital truly is? Do you fathom the horrors I survived there? The ones haunting me still?"

Her voice quivered as memories flooded back, body shaking violently, "I’m neither human nor ghost anymore, and whose fault is that?"

Jiang Conghe stood frozen in shock.

Was this seething woman before him truly his daughter? How had father and child turned into bitter foes like this?

"What I’ve endured, you’ll all repay in kind. My freedom’s gone, so none of you deserve peace. Jiang Conghe, savor the agony of captivity, the torment worse than death! I won’t lift a finger to free you. Rot in here forever, ha, haha!" Chiang Qing cackled wildly as she stormed away.

Jiang Conghe collapsed into the chair, her echoing laughter fading into silence, while icy dread surged through his heart and spine.