Chapter 125

She thought that her mother should have already gone to sleep by now, but when she reached the second floor, there was a strange orange light shining through the crack of the door. She was aware that she was a bit scared and a bit sad, but she was also afraid.

Knowing that she was leaning against the wall, her face lifted high and her eyes closed, her tears dried up without ever falling. She had thought that she would never cry again, but now she realized how weak and insignificant she was.

Dodging it was useless, if Meng Shaoting knew better. He kept pestering him. In terms of the current situation, she had no chance of winning. She still couldn't beat him!

How could a pure and kind person defeat a despicable and shameless devil?

Quiet And Steadfast shook his head, shaking off all the thoughts in his head. She gathered up her courage, took a deep breath, and walked toward the closed door.

His arm felt like it weighed a thousand pounds. He raised it and lightly tapped it. The sound was very soft. Just when Jingwen was about to lift her hand to knock on the door, it suddenly opened.

Quiet And Steadfast took a step back in panic, his gaze fixed on his mother who opened the door in surprise.

She was wearing a cotton-padded jacket, and her face looked somewhat haggard and a lot thinner. The warm light shone on her face, and one could clearly see every wrinkle and crevice left behind by the passage of time.

Her hair was almost entirely white, sparse, and cut short.

Song Rumei held onto the lapel of her clothes with one hand and held onto her waist with the other. Seeing that Jingzhi had suddenly appeared, her eyes shined steeply for a moment, but still recovered its coldness. Her eyes that were almost covered with wrinkles stared coldly at Jingwen for a moment.

Her voice was hoarse, and she coughed as soon as she finished her sentence. She was aware of how unsteady her steps were, as well as the stoop of her waist. Her limbs, she couldn't help but feel pain in her chest and nose. She walked a few steps forward to support her. "Mom …"

Song Rumei did not look at her, and only curled her lips: "I knew long ago that you would obediently return, in this world, no one can be relied on, people still have to rely on themselves."

"Mom, I'll remember." Jing Jing knew that her tone was calm and didn't have the tone of anger or cold mockery, so she couldn't help but be slightly startled, as if she wasn't used to it. Jing Jing Jing was even more surprised that her tone was calm.

"Go take a hot bath. If you fall down, no one will take care of me." Song Rumei pushed her away and slowly sat down on the sofa. She put on her reading glasses and took out the remote control to watch the TV, her scrawny and scary body nestling into a small ball on the sofa. When she realized that she couldn't help but cover her mouth, she didn't dare to cry.

Song Rumei slowly loosened her grip on the remote control, she looked at the bathroom door that was quickly closed, after a long while, she sighed, then slowly stood up and walked to the phone in the corner of the living room, and dialed a number.

"Big Sis Yao, the young man you were talking about last time. Right, he's that civil servant surnamed Fang. Has he found his target yet?"

"Aiya, not yet. That's great. Our Jingjing should have some free time. When are you free, could you arrange for them to meet?"

"The day after tomorrow? As for Mr Fang, Big Sis Yao, look, we all know that you've been watching us for the past few years. The child is a good child, you should say a few more nice words, she's already twenty-seven years old, and my body isn't that good either, I can't imagine when I close my eyes one day and I'll die, what's she going to do with her for the rest of her life? Ai, alright, I'll wait for your confirmation. Then this is it. Sorry about that, big sister. It's already so late and I'm still bothering you … "Sigh, alright. Then I'll hang up. Goodbye."

Song Rumei hung up the phone and then let out a long sigh of relief. This was all because of Big Sis Yao, who lived next door last month. But at that time, she already knew that sshe had left with the man, so Song Rumei knew that he had temporarily left the matter behind after travelling for a while.

That person didn't look like an ordinary person, and when he was with Jingzhi, it was at most for a fresh time. That child was too stupid. Even in such a situation, he still easily believed a man's words.

Song Rumei laughed bitterly, turned around, and once again sat on the sofa to watch TV. When she found out, she only said that she would not go out with her the day after tomorrow.

After a moment of contemplation, he finally understood his mother's personality. As she wiped her wet hair mechanically, she let out a soft "oh".

"I have some medicine in the drawer of my bedroom. Go and treat the wound on my face." Song Rumei did not turn back, he was still focused on watching TV. Jingzhi nodded, her voice had a hint of hoarseness to it: "Mom, you should get some rest earlier too."

Meng Shaoxuan was very diligent. Everything in the house was not luxurious, but it was very comfortable and practical, Jingzhi stood in front of the dressing mirror and numbly wiped his hair, the mirror quickly filled with a layer of white Qi. She saw her face slowly blur, and slowly, he could not see it clearly anymore.

The wooden brush in his palm was tied to Ling Yun. This time, no matter who it was, she wouldn't care. If she were to marry out of the family, then everything would come to an end.