【My Undercover Mom】(9)

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuqi's eyes sharpened, and a thought quietly crossed her mind. This tangled mess only grew more chaotic the more she tried to unravel it; she couldn't find a clue no matter what she did.
Guo Shen was also crumpling up a few remaining pieces of paper, unable to articulate anything coherent for a long time. What they considered a crisis was perhaps just the beginning in the eyes of those behind the scenes.
Today it's real estate, tomorrow it's property, and who knows what the day after tomorrow will bring? These ruthless old fogies, who knows what kind of evil schemes they're plotting.
After sitting there blankly for a while, Guo Shen let out a long, heavy, and uneven breath. Zhang Yuqi could clearly sense his anger just from that one sigh; he must have been furious and had nowhere to vent his frustration.
Zhang Yuqi smiled, her bright red lips curving into a seductive smile. Her arms, like two nimble snakes, wrapped around Guo Shen's strong waist. Her voice was indescribably charming: "Brother Shen, you still have a gunshot wound. Why don't you go back and rest? I can handle this.
" Guo Shen sighed softly, rubbing his temples with a slight headache. He grunted in a muffled voice, "Okay, just don't move too much.
" After giving this simple instruction, Guo Shen stood up, gently taking Zhang Yuqi's delicate hand into his own. He chuckled softly, then raised his other hand to ruffle her cheek. "These things are too complicated, but there's no rush to deal with them right now. Come back and rest with me.
" With that, he took Zhang Yuqi's hand and led her outside.
Zhang Yuqi exclaimed "Hey!" urgently, then grabbed Guo Shen's arm, halting in her tracks as if unwilling to move forward.
Guo Shen turned to look at Zhang Yuqi, puzzled, and asked, "What's wrong?" Zhang Yuqi's eyes lingered on Guo Shen's, but instead of answering his question directly, she teased, "Brother Shen, you're asking me to rest with you right now, is it really for rest? Hmm?" As she spoke, her hand deftly twirled between Guo Shen's fingers, gently playing with them, clearly arousing him.
Seeing her alluring and captivating appearance, Guo Shen inexplicably felt aroused, and a wicked smile curled at the corner of his lips, causing the scar on his face to twitch, looking somewhat menacing.
Guo Shen had been caught off guard, which is why she had grabbed him with such a slender arm. Now, fully prepared, he easily reached out and hooked Zhang Yuqi into his arms. His arm tightly locked around Zhang Yuqi's slender waist, so Zhang Yuqi's entire body pressed tightly against Guo Shen. Her two firm, full, and elastic breasts were almost spilling out, revealing a distinct patch of snow-white flesh at her neckline, with a cleavage faintly visible in the middle. Combined with her two bright red lips, the whole scene looked extremely sensual and alluring.
Address page/The way home*********.com Address page/The way home******.?om Guo Shen's throat tightened, clearly feeling a surge of lust rising up his meridians and blood vessels. He punished Zhang Yuqi by biting her lips, which were like roses after the rain: "Little vixen, you don't want to go back to your room, huh? Looks like you want to do it here first?" As he spoke, his other hand slowly climbed up Zhang Yuqi's breasts, touching those snow-white, full mounds. His tender flesh was kneaded into various enviable shapes, and just as he was about to peek under Zhang Yuqi's skirt, Zhang Yuqi grabbed his hand, subtly pulling it into her own palm. She said with a coquettish laugh, "Oh, stop here! I'm talking to you properly now.
Brother Shen, recovering is the top priority, it absolutely cannot be delayed. It's getting late, you really need to go back and rest, otherwise you'll recover even slower, and how will you be able to deal with those scheming old men?
" Her soft, gentle voice was incredibly alluring.
Guo Shen took a deep breath, his hot breath landing on Zhang Yuqi's face, making her feel a slight tickle. She playfully pushed Guo Shen away slightly, her every move filled with a captivating allure, a hint of feigned resistance.
Guo Shen knew in his heart that Zhang Yuqi was right, every word made sense. He was always a calm person, naturally able to judge the urgency of the situation and who was right and wrong.
In his current state, he really shouldn't dwell on his physical desires anymore.
Guo Shen silently considered this for a moment, then a sneer appeared on his face. He glanced at Zhang Yuqi, then pinched her shapely buttocks again: "Then I'll listen to you!" With that, he released Zhang Yuqi's waist, grabbed his coat from the table, draped it over his shoulders, coughed, and ordered, "I'll be going now. You should tidy up and go to bed early.
" Zhang Yuqi's face blossomed into a rosy smile, her laughter as clear and melodious as silver bells: "Okay, Brother Shen, go and rest.
" This time, Guo Shen didn't linger. He had been busy all day and really needed to rest, so he didn't say anything more, just gave a muffled groan in response, then opened the door and left.
He trusted Zhang Yuqi's ability to handle this kind of crisis. So many years of living together had made him almost completely trusting of the woman in front of him.
Zhang Yuqi watched Guo Shen leave, her smile instantly vanishing. She quickly went to lock the door, returned to her desk, turned on her computer, and expertly brought up a webpage, scrolling through it, her brows furrowing deeper and deeper. Just
then, her phone chimed.
Zhang Yuqi, eyes still on the computer screen, pulled out her phone, her peripheral vision catching a glimpse of a voice message. Her eyes darkened, and she tapped it lightly.
After a burst of noise, a conversation began, filled with the voices of middle-aged and elderly men.
First came a slightly hoarse voice: "That woman next to Iron Hand, she's been making way too much lately!" Then came a slightly shrill voice: "Just a woman, I refuse to believe I can't deal with her! Are we just going to watch our entire family's wealth fall into her hands?!" "Iron Hand is so foolish!" "By the way, I think that building in the city center is pretty good, excellent location, why don't I make the first move, strike first!" "Why is it you again?!" "How could I let you always get the better of me?!" Then came another burst of noisy chatter. Zhang Yuqi was extremely annoyed, quickly turned off the audio, and typed a few words in the chat box: Continue monitoring.
Then she turned off her phone.
These old bastards really can't wait any longer.
Zhang Yuqi gave a cold, curving smile, stared at the computer screen for a moment, then seemed to suddenly remember something. She immediately turned to look at the door, making sure there was no movement and the door was locked from the inside.
With lightning speed, she dialed a number, her eyes constantly scanning the doorway as she held the phone to her ear.
After only three rings, the call was answered, and a calm, clearly computer-processed voice came from the other end: "Hello.
" Zhang Yuqi lowered her voice and whispered, "It's me."
The person opposite seemed unsurprised, calmly replying, and asked, "Has anything happened these past few days?" Zhang Yuqi quickly reviewed the situation in her mind, calmly answering the question, her words clear and distinct: "Report, Tie Shou is still recovering from his injuries, but they're not as serious anymore. He just claims to the outside world that they're still very ill. Also, his family has started making moves. I think their next step will be to strip me of my power. What should I do?" In just a few words, she had clearly explained the situation.
The other person was silent for a moment, then calmly instructed, "Hold your positions and be flexible. Remember, you absolutely cannot act rashly, or you'll only alert them.
According to what you've said, you're probably already being watched. Don't make any rash moves .
" Zhang Yuqi silently lowered her eyes, a soft glint of tears welling up within them, her fingers unconsciously tightening their grip on her clothes.
After waiting for a while, seeing that no one spoke, the other person asked with some confusion, "Did you hear me? Hello? Are you listening?" Zhang Yuqi sighed softly, and when she spoke again, her voice was weak: "I ran into Qiwen today.
" The other person paused for a moment, but quickly asked, "Where?" Zhang Yuqi lowered her eyes, her long, curled eyelashes partially obscuring her pupils. She tried hard to control her voice so it wouldn't tremble, her fingers clenching tightly before she managed to answer, "At... the Imperial Capital Shopping Mall.
" The other person asked warily, "Did you tell her anything?" Tell her? Zhang Yuqi smiled bitterly. Since choosing this path, how many people had she betrayed? It had always been like this; you have to give up something to gain something. She understood this principle and had always done it well, but she really felt so tired.
Finally, Zhang Yuqi let out a long sigh and replied, "No.
" Hearing this, the other person relaxed, then let out a long sigh, saying with a hint of helplessness, "You've had it tough too. These past years have really been hard on you.
" Hard? Zhang Yuqi's eyes dimmed slightly.
She'd endured all these years; talking about hardship seemed a bit too insincere.
Never mind.
She didn't want to dwell on things she couldn't change, so she quickly said, "That's all. I'll contact you if anything comes up.
" This time, without waiting for a reply, she decisively hung up.
Zhang Yuqi rubbed her forehead, feeling a sharp pain in her head. She sighed helplessly, picked up the mouse, and continued scrolling, her bright eyes fixed on the pale, fluorescent screen.
Night gradually fell outside the window. The moon slipped behind the clouds, and the surrounding lights slowly disappeared, leaving only the room where Zhang Yuqi was. The light shone alone, like a tiny star in the vast universe, emitting a faint glow.
In the following days, I continued to follow Zhang Yuqi, traveling between the city and the suburbs every day. The police station remained silent, and no one told me when this monotonous, anxious existence would end. I had to walk on eggshells, afraid to say anything. This situation was unbearable. Zhang Yuqi
seemed listless, often taking me to shopping malls and upscale restaurants, but after returning home at night, she would retreat to her study and stay there for long periods, doing who-knows-what. I never saw any sign of fatigue on either her or Guo Shen's faces.
Address: Homepage/The Way Home*********.com Address: Homepage/Homecoming******.?om Finally, one morning, while I was wandering around a shopping mall in the city with Zhang Yuqi, I received a call from my aunt. I glanced at Zhang Yuqi, who was focused on picking out clothes, figuring she wouldn't notice me for a while, so I quickly brought the phone to my ear and answered, whispering, "Hello? Aunt?" As soon as I finished speaking, that familiar, warm and touching voice came from the other end: "Lingling, are you busy right now?" Having spent so much time around cold and ruthless people like Zhang Yuqi and Guo Shen, hearing such a warm voice now was like a soft breeze slowly blowing across my heart, making my whole body feel incredibly comfortable.
I quickly replied, "No rush! No rush!" My job all day is just shopping and carrying things; I'm starting to wonder what kind of policeman I am.
Perhaps I was too excited, my voice rising slightly at the end. My aunt was probably startled for a moment before bursting into laughter, teasing, "How old are you? You still speak so carelessly. Be careful when you talk to others outside, okay?" Hearing my aunt's gentle reprimand, I felt a little embarrassed, my cheeks involuntarily flushing red, and my throat becoming slightly stammering, "Oh… I know.
" Chen Jiaqian, holding her phone, listened to her nephew, who was clearly an adult but still spoke like a child, stammering, and shook her head slightly with a hint of helplessness, her eyes filled with undisguised doting affection.
Over the years, she had come to love this child as if he were her own son, willing to give up everything to protect him. But now he was staying with Zhang Yuqi for so many days, making her uneasy. She couldn't show her worry too obviously, so she only dared to call occasionally to test the waters.
Thinking of this, she pursed her lips and asked gently, "Is Miss Zhang with you?" After asking, she clearly heard her nephew pause before whispering, "Yes, but she's looking at clothes and didn't notice me. Don't worry, Auntie!" His tone was full of smugness, making Chen Jiaqian both amused and exasperated.
This child really thought he was an undercover cop planted among the underworld; he was quite into his role.
Although the scene was comical, Chen Jiaqian's smile froze after a brief laugh, a deep sadness welling up inside her.
She lowered her head slightly, her amber hair obscuring her eyes, her soft lips parting slightly: "Lingling, Auntie... has something I want to tell you. Could you come back today?" Hearing my aunt's hesitant tone, I couldn't help but feel nervous and quickly asked, "What's wrong? Has something serious happened at home?" My aunt hesitated for a moment, but her voice remained gentle and unhurried: "Nothing serious, I just haven't seen you for several days and wanted to invite you back for a meal. Also... there's something I want to tell you." Something?
I frowned, a sense of foreboding creeping over me. My aunt was always quick and efficient with me, though gentle, she never beat around the bush. This time, she had stuttered several times, which was rather suspicious.
So I casually asked, "What is it? Can't we talk on the phone?" Suddenly, a crisp, clear female voice rang out from the other end: "Mr. Chen, the meeting is about to start.
" Then came my aunt's voice: "Okay, I understand.
" The next second, my aunt hurriedly said a few words into the phone: "That's all, Lingling. If you have time, try to come back tonight. I'm going to get busy now.
" After saying that, she slammed down the phone.
My "Hey" was still stuck in my throat, unable to come out smoothly. Hearing the busy tone from the phone, I could only scratch my head and, somewhat annoyed, stuff the phone back into my pocket.
The moment I turned my head, I was suddenly confronted by Zhang Yuqi's magnified face, which startled me so much that I jerked backward. Luckily, my knees weren't too sore, and I managed to regain my footing, avoiding a tumble and a laughable fall in the bustling mall.
Once I was steady, I realized Zhang Yuqi had been calmly watching me, having witnessed my entire comical stunt. Her bright red lips parted slightly: "What are you doing?
" Her eyes were expressionless, yet a subtle, chilling aura emanated from her.
I froze for a moment, then gasped, realizing what she was saying, before stammering, "Making...making a phone call.
" Zhang Yuqi glanced at me dismissively, pressing on relentlessly, "Who are you calling?
" I was speechless. I was just a lowly bodyguard; why did she always ask so many questions about my private life? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but recall her questioning about my aunt and parents a few days ago, and my doubts deepened. I blurted out, "What's wrong?" Only after those four words did Zhang Yuqi's expression change slightly. She turned to look at me, her exquisitely made-up eyes as deep and captivating as ink. I couldn't discern her emotions, but I could clearly feel the queen-like aura emanating from her.
Seeing that she didn't reply for a while, I realized I had been too abrupt. Saying such a thing might seem like I was deliberately contradicting her, which was impolite. So, feeling a little guilty, I stammered, "Uh," and explained, "Just now… it was my aunt who called.
" Zhang Yuqi simply looked at me calmly. Only after I finished speaking did she turn away. Just then, a shop assistant came in and handed her the clothes she had tried on.
She then naturally handed me the bag of clothes.
Looking at the slender, white hands before me, I recalled what my aunt had just said, mentally calculating how to ease the slightly awkward atmosphere while also mentioning that I needed to take a day off.
Lost in these thoughts for a moment, I completely forgot to reach for the clothes.
Zhang Yuqi's arm froze in the air for several seconds, her beautifully drawn brows furrowing into a knot, her face darkening with impatience, and she said in an unfriendly tone, "What are you doing?
" (Website address: *********.com) Her voice snapped me back to reality, and I said somewhat awkwardly, "Ah…sorry, I was thinking about something.
" As I spoke, I quickly reached out and took the bag of clothes.
My words were stiff and clumsy; even I found them rather forced and contrived, let alone how they sounded to an outsider.
Just as I was feeling frustrated and unsure what to do, Zhang Yuqi broke the silence: "Did your family call you just now because of something?" Her tone was surprisingly questioning, which startled me for a moment. However, I quickly recovered and seized the opportunity to reply, "Yes, it's a little thing... um... if it's okay tonight, I'd like to ask for the night off, is that alright?" I have to admit, as I was about to say those words, I was trembling with fear and anxiety. I felt as if this woman had seen right through me, giving me a way out. It made me feel very uncomfortable, as if I had unintentionally incurred her favor.
Homepage/The Way Home*********.com Homepage/Homecoming******.?om Of course, I was also afraid she wouldn't agree to my leave. After all, my aunt's sudden unusual behavior was something I needed to pay attention to; who knew what might happen if I couldn't get home that night.
Just as I was struggling with this internal conflict, Zhang Yuqi's voice suddenly rang in my ears. She said, "Okay.
" It was just two simple words, but to my ears, it seemed like the most beautiful melody in the world.
However, before I could even feel happy, she casually glared at me, her words icy and piercing straight to my heart: "Find a way back to the villa before eight o'clock tomorrow morning. I want to see you there.
" Although there was an additional condition, I still felt deeply grateful and immediately agreed without hesitation, almost standing at attention and saluting.
"Okay, I understand, thank you so much!" With that, I asked with a wide, carefree smile, "So, where do we go next?" Zhang Yuqi looked at the young man in front of her, who had just been tense but now had a sunny smile. She felt a knot forming in her heart, a wrinkle forming as if soaked in some warm liquid, a strange pang of sadness rising within her.
Actually, she had keenly noticed his expression from the moment he answered the phone, watching his changes from surprise to worry, his handsome brows furrowing, and him occasionally stealing glances at her.
Zhang Yuqi smiled inwardly for a while, watching the young man's self-satisfied expression, and the hardness in her heart gradually softened inch by inch.
It seemed Chen Jiaqian had said something to him on the phone.
Zhang Yuqi thought for a moment and decided to let the young man go back, as a way of secretly repaying Chen Jiaqian's favor.
The past twenty years have been incredibly difficult to endure. I owe them so much, and this is the only way I can repay them little by little.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yuqi lowered her eyes, sighed softly, and then looked up at the boy in front of her, who was clutching a bag of clothes, not even realizing he had crumpled it with too much force, his face beaming with joy. A soft light flickered in her eyes, then she took a few steps forward, deftly snatched the bag from him, and said in a cold voice, "No need, you can go back now. I'm going to the company.
" With that, she turned to leave.
I panicked for a moment and quickly called out to her, "Hey!" Zhang Yuqi stopped in her high heels, her two slender legs pressed together, and turned her head slightly to look at me. "What's wrong?
" Her tone was as cold as ever, her face calm and composed, her voice completely ordinary.
I don't know what came over me; without thinking, I blurted out, "You...you can manage alone?" As soon as the words left my mouth, I wanted to strangle myself.
What kind of talk was that?! She's a top-tier gangster, her skills are undoubtedly formidable, and she probably has countless plainclothes bodyguards protecting her. How could she so easily entrust herself to a rookie in the workplace, especially a police officer?
Those words were so flippant, so incredibly arrogant.
I felt my face flush bright red, like a crab smashed open with its brains spilling out—utterly pathetic.
Zhang Yuqi didn't laugh at me; her expression remained cold, like a statue unmoved even if Mount Tai collapsed before her. She simply nodded politely, "Thank you for your concern.
" After saying those four words, without thinking further, she turned and stepped onto the escalator, slowly disappearing from my sight.
After watching the last wisp of her hair disappear from my sight, I glanced at my watch; it was already afternoon. Perfect. My aunt was probably busy at work. I needed to buy some food to take home.
So, I took the accessible elevator in the mall to the basement department store and picked out a few things.
Although it had only been a few days since I last saw my aunt, it felt like an eternity.
Every second spent with Guo Shen and Zhang Yuqi seemed unbearable. The other bodyguards in the villa never spoke to me. In short, in that lavishly decorated villa, I felt no warmth, only coldness and awkwardness.
Now, I felt like a pardoned death row inmate, happily carrying two heavy bags home. I texted my aunt on the way, telling her I'd be waiting for her.
Meanwhile...
Chen Jiaqian walked out of the meeting room, opened her phone, saw the new message flashing on the screen, and slowly curled the corners of her mouth into a warm smile. She tapped the contact icon and dialed a number: "Come to my house for dinner tonight. I wanted to introduce you to someone I've been telling you about.
" But as she said this, the warmth on her face was gone.
That evening.
These past few days, being around Zhang Yuqi and Guo Shen had kept me in a state of high tension. I couldn't eat or sleep properly. As soon as I got home and hit my pillow, I passed out within seconds. My aunt had to come home to wake me up.
The moment I opened my eyes, under the dim light, I saw my aunt's face very close to mine. Her whole body seemed to be coated with a layer of soft, fluffy gold. A few strands of her long amber hair were loose, hanging lazily and casually by her ears. On her small, round earlobes hung a pair of exquisite and elegant pearl earrings. She looked like a beautiful lady from a painting.
Then I saw her two pink lips pout slightly, slowly opening like flower petals: "Lingling, get up, hurry up and get ready, someone's coming over soon.
" I quickly got up to wash my face and brush my teeth. After getting clean, I remembered what she had just said, and I shuddered, my voice almost choked out: "Who's coming?!" My aunt didn't speak, just smiled with her lips pursed, and went into the kitchen to bring out plates of fragrant, steaming food and placed them on the table. I looked closely and saw that she had also cleared the dishes for three people.
I was wondering what was going on when suddenly the doorbell rang. I had no choice but to jump to open the door.
But to my utter surprise, behind that heavy door appeared the face of a man I had never seen before. He was of average appearance, but not particularly greasy, and he was carrying bags and bags of gifts.
I looked him up and down, and asked with some confusion, "Who are you looking for?" Just then, my aunt came out of the kitchen, took off her apron, smiled at the man, and called out, "The food is just ready, come in quickly.
" Come in? The man was just about to speak, but after my aunt called him, he simply shut up, smiled and nodded at me as a greeting, put down the gifts, took off his shoes and slowly walked inside. He casually pulled out a chair and sat down, leaving me alone in the wind, bewildered, not knowing what was going on.
During the meal, the man gave me a brief self-introduction. From his conversation with my aunt, I gradually understood that he was also one of her suitors. So, I took the opportunity of the meal to carefully observe the man in front of me. He looked honest and kind, and his speech was quite generous and proper. My first impression of him was barely acceptable.
Although I was very reluctant to have a man who liked my aunt, I knew clearly that I had no right to stop her from pursuing her own happiness.
After all, her previous marriage had ended without a trace. Although my aunt didn't say it, I could feel that I was largely to blame; I had dragged her down.
To be honest, my aunt was beautiful. Although she was already in her thirties, her skin still maintained the gentle, firm, and elastic texture of a young girl, and on top of that, she possessed a rich and genuine femininity—a quality that could only be cultivated over a long period of time.
My aunt is young and accomplished, already quite well-known in the business world, having built her own empire. With all these advantages combined, not only have many middle-aged men, starting to gain weight, been interested in her, but even handsome young men have been tempted. Yet, my aunt is unmoved. No matter how good the suitors are, she always rejects them without hesitation, decisively and resolutely. She's practically a well-known single, strong woman in the industry.
But regardless of how others see her, I know in my heart that although she appears strong and independent, at heart she's just an ordinary woman—someone who should be gentle, delicate, and need love and care.
But for so long, she's been unfair to herself for my sake.
Now I'm grown up and have found a reliable job. Although the salary isn't particularly high, it's enough to support myself. I really shouldn't be a burden to my aunt anymore.
Although the man in front of me wasn't particularly handsome, and from their conversation I learned his salary wasn't as high as my aunt's, he seemed reliable enough. I figured I could give him a try. But for some reason, my aunt's attitude remained indifferent throughout. Except for a brief moment of improvement when she spoke to me, she showed almost no emotion, maintaining a completely businesslike demeanor. Her smile was unchanging; in short, she seemed very perfunctory towards this man.
After dinner, we exchanged only a few pleasantries before my aunt went to the kitchen to clean up. The man, being quite tactful, chatted with me a little longer before taking his leave.
Before leaving, he called out towards the kitchen door, "Well, I'll pick you up for work tomorrow. Get some rest, goodnight."
"It's quite a coincidence," he said. "He had just left when my aunt came out of the kitchen, slowly untied her apron, and smiled at me. "He's gone?" I hummed in agreement, handed her the cup of tea I had just poured, and asked with some doubt, "Aunt, that uncle seemed like a nice person, but why do you seem a little indifferent?" My aunt took a sip of tea, and when she heard me say that, she chuckled softly. "What do you know, you're just a kid. You've only met him once, and haven't even exchanged a few words with him, and you already know he's a nice person?" I realized she was mocking me, and my face flushed, but I still insisted on my opinion, saying, "Aunt, I'm not a child anymore. I'm over twenty. No matter what kind of person he is, I think it's worth a try."
My aunt remained expressionless, seemingly uninterested, and simply said dismissively, "I don't want to talk about relationships right now. Let's focus on my career first.
" She said it so casually, but my lips twitched and a few black lines appeared on my forehead.
If she gave me any other excuse, I might have listened to a bit more, but as it is now, saying that her career isn't settled yet is just a simple excuse.
Honestly, how can she be so casual about her life's most important matter?
Although I know this in my heart, she just doesn't say it out loud.
After the calamity that befell our Chen family more than twenty years ago, our only son, my father, passed away suddenly, and my mother disappeared. My aunt, a frail woman, was left to raise me, the only male heir of the Chen family. She did everything she could to make us, a widow and orphan, live with dignity in front of the world.
She's been strong all her life, and it's hard for her to suddenly shed her armor and barbs. I understand all of this, but I simply want her to let go of these burdens. I want her to know that I, Chen Hailing, have truly grown up. From now on, I will uphold the Chen family's reputation, and I will hold up the sky for the Chen family. She doesn't need to worry about it anymore.
A thousand words welled up in my mouth, but only one sentence came out: "I really have grown up.
" Hearing me say this, my aunt's gaze shifted, lingering on me, her eyes crinkling with laughter. "Yes, yes, our Lingling has grown up. Our Lingling is an adult now, um, I know.
" Her tone was gentle and warm, like a young mother scolding her still-naive child.
This attitude only fueled my anger. I smacked my lips, letting out a long, hot breath. I desperately wanted to defend myself, but I couldn't. It felt like a lump of cotton was stuck in my chest, unable to go up or down, making me feel awful.
Seeing that I remained silent for a while, my aunt slowly finished her tea. As she put the cup down, she casually chatted with me, "How have you been these past few days? Being around those people, they haven't made you suffer, have they?" I gently shook my head, then suddenly realized my aunt was clearly changing the subject. Annoyed, I couldn't help but shout, "Hey, aren't we talking about you right now? He's already saying things like he'll pick you up for work tomorrow, it must have been going on for a while now, right? If that's the case, why not give it a try?" Chen Jiaqian looked at the child earnestly lecturing her, somewhat helplessly. Her eyebrows drooped slightly, and she rubbed her temples. "Lingling, some things aren't necessarily what you imagine them to be. You need to know..." "Aunt," I interrupted her seriously—the first time in years I'd interrupted her.
Then, looking into her eyes, I said with utmost seriousness, "I truly hope you'll be happy. Please promise me, for the rest of your life, you must be happy.
"

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