Chapter 1995

"It won't be long. How long will it take? Please give me an accurate time!" Asked Mrs. Woodson in a poor tone, looking coldly at her, not thanking Jessica for her thoughtful change of clothes.

"I gave Feng Xun three days to raise cash, so I think in three days, we should be able to leave here..." Jessica replied with a smile.

"Are you sure Feng Xun will transfer the cash to his account within three days?" Mrs. Woodson was always worried. Before Jessica could answer, she asked, "what if he didn't pay?"

"Mrs. Woodson, do you have no confidence in your son?" Jessica raised her eyebrows and asked back in a funny way.

"Of course not, he won't ignore my safety..." Mrs. Woodson subconsciously denied Jessica's statement.

"Since it's not, let's wait for it. It's only three days. It won't be too hard..." Jessica patted Mrs. Woodson on the shoulder and said with a smile, "I just finished my exercise. I'm sweating. I'll take a shower first!"

Mrs. Woodson gave a faint answer and watched Jessica walk to another guest room with a slight frown.

Although she doesn't know that Feng Xun will ignore the news of being kidnapped, this time alone, she is always worried. After all, the money for extortion is not a small amount. If Feng Xun detects something, what kind of reaction will it be!

It only takes three days to wait... Mrs. Woodson takes a deep breath and comforts herself silently. If Feng Xun gets the money after three days, she will leave here and live in a beautiful small country!

During the three days of waiting, Mrs. Woodson and Jessica lived under the same roof and got along peacefully.

Mrs. Woodson found that although Jessica's life was exquisite, she was not as picky about the accommodation and simple meals on the farm as she was. She was a little impressed with her.

When sharing lunch together, Jessica saw that Mrs. Woodson had been looking at herself thoughtfully. She asked jokingly, "Mrs. Woodson, what are you doing looking at me like this?"

"It's nothing. I just think that you are different from what I think..." Mrs. Woodson shook her head and said with a light smile, "you are in a good family. You can tolerate such food..."

Jessica shrugged her shoulders and replied, "Mrs. Woodson, I've always been picky about these people. The way my parents taught me from childhood to adulthood is to tell me that I can't have those charming ladies, so of course I don't have the aristocratic opinion like you."

Mrs. Woodson gave a noncommittal smile. She didn't think there was anything wrong with her aristocratic style. She slowly cut a piece of steak and put it into her mouth. When she finished eating, she slowly said, "it's understandable, after all, you're not from a rich family. You're far from a hundred year old aristocrat! As far as your job is concerned, if you get to the top of the industry, you can only be regarded as a new upstart in New York! "

Jessica was not annoyed. She replied in a light tone: "the new rich are better than those aristocrats who have a long history but are dilapidated. I heard that many aristocrats in Europe can't even afford their own manors and castles. They either rent them or sell them to the outside world. It's better to study hard and work hard to become the first generation of the new rich if they have children who don't make progress."

Mrs. Woodson frowned a little, and always felt that Jessica's words seemed to be a mockery of herself. She sipped her lips discontentedly, but her family, though declining now, has not been reduced to a state of disrepair!

"It seems that Miss bird is very confident in herself..." Mrs. Woodson finished the steak in front of her and continued to eat the rest of the food. She picked up a paper towel and wiped the corners of her lips, then said, "but I'm really curious. Do you regret it?"

"What do you regret?" Jessica asked in a deep voice, holding a knife and fork in her hand.

"I regret meeting my son Feng Xun, and I like such a heartless man..." Mrs. Woodson saw her smile disappearing on her face, and her lips rose slightly. She continued: "if you don't meet him, you won't be attracted by him. You can engage in the psychology industry you like. With your qualifications, you can become the leader of the industry in the near future, Instead of being blocked by your profession as you are now! "

Jessica's face finally changed. She dropped her eyes and said nothing. Just when Mrs. Woodson thought she would avoid the topic, she took a drink from her glass and said, "I don't regret..."

"Is it?" Mrs. Woodson was a little surprised by this reply. She asked in a funny way, "do you still have hope for Feng Xun?"

Jessica didn't answer directly, but said in a quiet tone: "I don't regret meeting Feng Xun. In fact, I still have such confidence now. Feng Xun's carelessness is just because he has been suffering from apathy since he was young. But I knew him for a long time. Before he appeared on the seventh day of the summer, he was the only woman he could trust. He had to do psychological counseling with me, Only in this way can we really relax. He and I have talked about many things, including your mother... "

When Mrs. Woodson heard that, a look of displeasure rose on her face.

However, Jessica didn't mention the things she talked about in the past any more. Instead, she turned the topic and continued to say with a smile: "only the appearance of the seventh day of summer has changed the relationship between me and Feng Xun, and also broken the balance I tried to maintain before... If I regret it, what I regret more is that I didn't guard against the seventh day of summer earlier and let her use the shortcut to get involved in Feng Xun!"

"Even without the seventh day of summer, there will be other women. Can you be on your guard?" With a sneer, Mrs. Woodson broke Jessica's fantasy.

"Feng Xun always has a clear distinction between public and private. If he regards you as his counselor, he won't have any emotional involvement with you!"

Jessica's face became more and more ugly, and her hand shaking slightly.

But she didn't get angry. After a long silence, she replied with a smile: "Mrs. Woodson, don't think you know your son very well. In fact, as far as I know, you mother and son haven't talked as much as I did when they were growing up!"

Mrs. Woodson curled her lips and whispered, "he's been a little talker since he was a kid. If he can say a word, he'll never say another word!"

Jessica nodded slightly and replied seriously, "I think so. Without me, he would not have opened his heart. It was me who made his apathy better and better, and the seventh day of the summer was just picking up people's wisdom!"