Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Zhang Liâs words made Jing Mo look embarrassed. He wasnât completely unintentional. Jing Yao was actually a very likable girl. She had been likable since she was young.
However, every time he saw Jing Yao, he would think of Xuan Ling, who had died in childbirth. He didnât dare to treat Jing Yao too well, which would make him feel guilty and uneasy, so he could only ignore Jing Yao as much as possible.
He also knew what Zhang Li and Jing Yuan had done to Jing Yao, but so what? He couldnât stop them. He wouldnât abuse Jing Yao. Ignoring her was the best he could do.
âYaoyao will be very happy with Liang Xun by her side. You know how much Liang Xun cares about her, but what about Yuanyuan? If you donât help her, she will really be finished.â Jing Moâs tone was a little agitated as he spoke.
However, Zhang Li remained calm. There was no expression on her face, only hatred and sarcasm.
Hearing Jing Moâs words, Zhang Li laughed and said self-deprecatingly, âJing Mo, how do you want me to help her? What else do I have now? When I was young, I left the Zhang Family because of you. 1 fell out with my father and cut off all contact with him. Now, itâs still because of you. I raised my love rivalâs daughter lovingly, but 1 almost tortured my biological daughter to death. She was my precious daughter that I gave birth to after losing half my life. Sheâs not even willing to talk to me nowâ¦â
As Zhang Li spoke, tears flowed down her face, and she looked sad.
There was a rare trace of emotion on Jing Moâs face, but it was quickly replaced by determination. âLili, you have a way. Do you still remember Big Brother?
When you had a difficult labor, he secretly came to see you behind your fatherâs back. I heard that he has a high position now. He can definitely help Yuanyuan.â
Zhang Li took a deep breath and wiped the tears off her face. She looked straight at Jing Mo and said firmly, âThatâs impossible. Sheâs the daughter of you and that b*tch, yet you still want me to beg my brother for help. Dream on.â
Hearing the word âb*tchâ, Jing Mo was so angry that his face turned red and his breathing quickened. âZhang Li, how can you say that? Yuanyuan called you âMomâ for so many years. She has always been very filial to you.â
Zhang Li laughed mockingly. She pointed at the wound on the back of her head. In order to facilitate the treatment of the wound, her hair had been shaved off, and the wound was still wrapped in gauze.
âFilial? Is this what you mean by filial?â Zhang Liâs voice was a little sharp. At that moment, she was completely disappointed in Jing Yuan.
Jing Mo looked embarrassed. After a while, he said, âShe did that to help me. If you hadnât pounced on her back then, she wouldnât have accidentally hurt you. Ever since she was young, Yuanyuanâs heart was the softest. She couldnât even bear to step on an ant. How could she dare to attack you? She was anxious and didnât mean it.â
âUnintentional mistake?â Zhang Li repeated in a low voice. Then, she suddenly smiled. âBefore I fainted, 1 heard her say that no one saw me and could deal with me directly. Anyway, no one would discover it. Such vicious words were said by your good daughter, who canât even bear to step on an ant.â
Jing Moâs expression changed slightly and he could not say anything else.
Zhang Li said impatiently, âLeave. Donât look for me again. No one can save Jing Yuan. She deserves to atone for her sins in prison. Whether itâs her or you and me, we deserve to be punished.â
When Jing Mo heard this, he looked a little agitated. âZhang Li, donât act on impulse. Weâre indeed in the wrong, but Yuanyuan has already been punished. You asked your brother to help save her. Isnât it good for our family to live happily like before? Why must it come to this?â
Zhang Li glared at Jing Mo and pointed at the door. She said coldly, âGet lost!â
Jing Mo did not want to leave. Other than Zhang Li, no one else could help him save Jing Yuan.
âLili, donât be agitated. Weâ¦â
Zhang Li took two steps towards the head of the bed, picked up a fruit knife from the fruit plate, and approached Jing Mo step by step. Her face was filled with madness. âYouâre not leaving, right? Alright, letâs die here together. We can atone for our previous sins.â
âAre you crazy?â Jing Mo took a few steps back and looked at Zhang Li in disbelief.
Zhang Li did not say anything. She raised her knife and took a few more steps towards Jing Mo.
Jing Mo knew that there was no hope this time, so he hurriedly turned around and left.
After Jing Mo left, Zhang Li stood with her head lowered for a moment. Then, she placed the fruit knife in her bag, looked up, and strode out of the ward with a determined expression..