Chapter 7

The melodious piano music came from my mobile phone. When I saw it, it was my mother Zhang Mei's phone. For three years, every time I had to ask for help, my piano music specially set for my family would ring. This time, I don't know what happened again?

I felt uneasy and pressed the connect button. Before I spoke, I heard my mother's cry on the phone, "Su qinran! You're married, aren't your wings hard! It took so long to answer the phone!"

"Mom, no, the mobile phone is a little far away from me," I held the mobile phone tightly, as if it could make me no longer sad about my mother's criticism.

"Qinran, listen to me. Your brother was caught by a group of bad guys. Please help him!" Zhang Mei suddenly eased her tone.

"..." there was an accident. Why this time? "Mom, what's going on? Let's make it clear..."

"What are you talking about? Su qinran! Your brother Su Hao is so dangerous now. Don't you hurry to ask Jiang Zhihan to save him!" When Zhang Mei heard what I said, she said angrily and began to pretend to be pitiful, "qinran, mom is also anxious. Your father died and let you marry into a rich family, leaving a boy like your brother. You said what happened to Haohao, but how can I live!"

"Mom...!" My heart is bitter. Su Hao has been acting recklessly outside for three years. Many times I went to ask Jiang Zhihan to settle it. Now Jiang Zhihan and I are going to divorce, and I don't know whether he is willing to help me again. Although my relationship with my family has always been very weak, it is my own brother after all. "Mom, don't worry first, or let's call the police."

"Dare you! Those people are ruthless gangsters in the society! If you call the police, your brother will die! Go to beg Jiang Zhihan! If you can't, strip off and serve him well! It's not settled at will at that time! I don't care, you go now!" Zhang Mei then hung up the phone and made it clear that she didn't want to hear me say anything she didn't want to hear.

Listening to the busy tone of "Dudu" on the phone, my tears still couldn't help flowing down. I don't know why my mother wants to treat me like this. What does it mean to take off and serve him well? Is it in her mind that I am the prostitute she sold to the Jiang family. But I can't help looking for Jiang Zhihan. I can't watch Su Hao have an accident.

I put on my new white skirt, sat in front of the dressing table, carefully combed my hair, and then put a light makeup on myself to cover up my red and swollen eyes. I think, no matter what, men will always be softer to good-looking women.

I picked up my mobile phone and pointed back and forth several times on Jiang Zhihan's name. Finally, I made up my mind to press it. Hearing the familiar voice from the phone, I summoned up my courage and said, "Zhihan, can you come to my room in the evening? I have something I want to ask you for help."

"OK, I'll go in the evening and hang up." The faint voice of Jiang Zhihan is like the spring breeze across my heart. I am desperate to think about how I can forget and love such a perfect man.