Song Jingwan listened to the way that Zhou Manli blamed Song Yaoyao for everything and a smile flashed across her face.
âMom, let me take you to the hospital,â she said worriedly.
âNo need.â
Zhou Manli waved her hand as she groaned and hissed in pain. âYou have class to go to, and your final exam is in a few days. I donât want to distract you.â
âItâs fine! In my heart, you are the most important!â Song Jingwan said as she helped Zhou Manli to the hospital.
As for school, all she had to do was call and take the day off. After all, she was meant to be recuperating anyway. It didnât matter whether she attended or not.
Zhou Manli went into one of the rooms for an examination. She needed to get her tooth repaired as well. Meanwhile, Song Jingwan sat outside in a daze as a nurse pushed Song Wenchuan toward her.
âHowâs Mom?â
He lifted his hand and squeezed between his eyebrows tiredly.
He had no idea what had happened. Sometimes, he would look at the documents that were delivered to him and fall asleep. When he awoke, he would discover that everything was doneâ¦
The level of efficiency was amazing.
During this time, Song Wenchuan also began to slowly understand the alter in his body.
He was dominant, arrogant, and powerful. The type of person who would not allow retaliation from his subordinates. They either did what he instructed or theyâd be sent packing.
This was his standard.
On top of all that, he had a cheap habit.
Every time, before he left, he would leave Song Wenchuan a message.
The feeling of âtalking to himselfâ was strange and unamusing.
Most people would dream to have their âhomeworkâ finished for them in their sleep, but when he discovered that it was happening to himâ¦
His mood was inexplicable.
It was too complicated.
âSheâ¦â Song Jingwanâs eyes darted and her voice choked up a little. âWhen Mom was eating breakfast this morning, there was a rock in her food⦠Also, when she went to sit down, her chair leg suddenly snapped. Soâ¦â
âSo she was brought to the hospital?â
Song Wenchuanâs lips twitched. âWhatâs been up with her lately?â He fell into deep thought. Wasnât this too unlucky?
Song Jingwan shook her head. âMom said her luckâs been really bad latelyâ¦â As she spoke, she glanced at Song Wenchuan gently and said with hesitation, âShe also said it was because Yaoyao is a jinxâ¦â
âA jinx?â
Song Wenchuan burst into laughter. He was relieved to find out that Zhou Manli was fine.
As for claims like this, he had heard enough of it growing up. Zhou Manli was his mother, but he could never forgive her for the things she had done.
After all, who could be guaranteed a life free from obstacles?
âHow long hasnât Yaoyao been home? They havenât even seen each other. Is she jinxing her through the air?â
Sometimes, he wondered whether his mother was delusional and needed the help of a psychiatrist.
Song Jingwan smiled forcefully. âI get what youâre trying to say. Iâll speak to her about it later.â
Speak to her?
Song Wenchuan had no reaction to this. He glanced at Song Jingwan and shook his head. âNo need. She can do whatever she wants.â
He no longer had any hope that Song Jingwan and Song Yaoyao would live mutually in peace. If Song Jingwan spoke to Zhou Manli, she would only slander Song Yaoyao further and make Zhou Manli hate her more.
Sensing the distrust in Song Wenchuanâs eyes, Song Jingwan pursed her lips quietly.
She lowered her eyes, and her gaze darkened.
The CT scan did not take long. The main problem was that Zhou Manliâs hip had been injured and the doctor had to give her a massage.
Song Jingwan and Song Wenchuan sat outside and waited. Their conversation ended.
After some timeâ¦
Song Jingwanâs phone suddenly started ringing like crazy. It was like a bomb had gone off.
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