Zhao's mother's voice was thick with sobs.

Su Jin wasn't one to easily soften her heart, so she didn't rush to agree.

She had no intention of agreeing to such trivial matters.

"It's no use begging me about Zheng Guang's matter. What's done is done. Unless you can turn back time and ask God for help, there's no need to beg me. I can't accept your kneeling." Su Jin picked up her bag, walked past Zhao's mother, and prepared to leave.

She really couldn't stay in this place any longer.

First, Zheng Lin and Wang Keyi treated her like a sandwich, and then Zhao's mother morally blackmailed her.

Seeing Su Jin get up and leave, the other two also got up and followed. However, Zheng Lin and Wang Keyi really didn't get along. With Zhao's kneeling mother as the center, they walked far apart, one on the left and one on the right, as if they were complete strangers.

Su Jin walked to the restaurant entrance and saw another familiar figure.

A haggard, sallow-faced woman held her child, gazing at her silently with sorrow in her eyes.

It's Zhao Qiyuan.

Zhao Qiyuan actually came too.

I never expected that Zhao Qiyuan would change so much. The arrogant and domineering woman from back then seems to have completely disappeared, replaced by an extremely ordinary mother.

Su Jin's gaze fell on the face of the child in her arms.

The child is very young, judging from the timeline, only a little over one year old.

Zhao Qiyuan's eyes glistened with tears, but she didn't shed a tear. The moment she saw Su Jin, she turned around while holding the child.

Su Jin called out to her, "Zhao Qiyuan."

Zhao Qiyuan's body stiffened.

Su Jin quickly ran to Zhao Qiyuan, glanced again at the one-year-old child in her arms, and said, "I will never forget what the Zhao family did to me. We can never be friends, but if things are going to be so difficult, you might as well go back to the Zheng family."

Mentioning the Zheng family, Zhao Qiyuan shook her head frantically, her emotions still running high. "Zheng Guang doesn't want me anymore, what would I do if I went back to the Zheng family? Would I just be laughed at by my in-laws?"

Worried that Zhao Qiyuan might fall and hurt the child due to her emotional outburst, Su Jin instinctively reached out to protect her, saying, "Calm down and look at your child."

The child started crying loudly, and Zhao Qiyuan patted the child's back to comfort him.

"You're not afraid of your own hardship, so why should you be afraid of others laughing at you? Your concern that your in-laws will laugh at you is a kind of retribution."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qiyuan felt a sharp pang in her heart, and she could barely hold the child. Su Jin quickly helped her support the child.

Su Jin continued, "I feel out of place in the whole family because no one wants to accept me, right? Back then, no one in your Zhao family accepted me either. Zhao Xichen and Bai Qingchi were so deeply in love, where did they put me, their wife?"

She couldn't help but recall her own final fate in her previous life, and sneered, "Perhaps, she even plotted how to kill me, so that the two of us could stay together forever without me."

“That was what my brother did. He’s dead too. It was all his own fault. My brother was blind to fall for Bai Qingchi, and even my husband was blind.” Zhao Qiyuan looked gloomy and miserable. “You’re right. It’s my retribution. It’s like I’ve come full circle and become you back then. It’s my retribution.”

Her husband's family didn't welcome her, and her husband didn't love her either.

In the past two years, the Zhao family has spent all their savings, and the company has also declared bankruptcy. The Zhao elders, who were used to a life of leisure, suddenly had no money, which had a huge impact on the Zhao family.

In addition, after Zhao Qiyuan returned to her parents' home from the Zheng family and raised the child alone, the Zhao family could not afford to hire a nanny, so Zhao Qiyuan could only take care of the child every day.

And so, he grew increasingly haggard and aged.

If you look closely, her hair has thinned out, she has developed spots on her face, and her skin is in very poor condition. Zhao Qiyuan looks at least ten years older than her actual age.

Su Jin, who was a few years older than her, was dressed in a glamorous manner and stood in front of her as if they were from two different worlds.

In just two years, it seemed as if Zhao Qiyuan had been killed.

She can no longer be arrogant.

“But I used to treat you like my sister.” Su Jin confided in her, “It’s just that back then, you only saw Bai Qingchi as your sister-in-law. Maybe it’s not entirely your fault. I also misjudged Bai Qingchi. She used to be my best friend. If someone is pretending, it’s hard to tell.”

Zhao Qiyuan lifted the child up slightly, letting the child rest on her shoulder to sleep. "Just pretend you never saw me today. My mother insisted on coming to beg you, but I know we have no right to disturb your life."

Hearing these words, Su Jin suddenly felt that Zhao Qiyuan had matured a lot, but the price of this maturity was too high.

Su Jin was unusually soft-hearted; seeing Zhao Qiyuan now was like seeing her former self.

At this moment, Su Jin especially wanted to save Zhao Qiyuan and pull her out of the mire.

There was a time when she discovered her husband's infidelity, and when she was confined to a wheelchair with paralyzed legs, she also hoped that someone could lend her a hand.

"Wait me a moment."

Su Jin turned around and went to the cashier to exchange a stack of cash.

She took the cash and stuffed it into Zhao Qiyuan's pocket.

Zhao Qiyuan pursed her lips and looked at Su Jin.

"Don't look at me, this is money for the child. I'm considered part of this child's..." Su Jin said, then suddenly couldn't remember what to call him.

She felt she should spend two dollars to go to the rocking horse at the store entrance and shake it to learn the proper names.

“Auntie.” Zhao Qiyuan quickly realized.

"Ah, yes."

To lighten the mood, Su Jin joked, "I didn't mean to take advantage of you, but since I'm your sister-in-law for once and you're mine for once, the way we address each other is already a bit messed up. You can call me 'Auntie' if you want, I accept it."

Zhao Qiyuan declined, saying, "I can't take your money."

Su Jin: "It's for the child, not for you. You have no right to make decisions for me... My little nephew. He's just young, not stupid. Who wouldn't want money?"

When Su Jin turned around, she was surprised to find the three of them standing behind her. She didn't know how long they had been staring at her like that.

Seeing that they had finished talking, Zheng Lin took out a bank card, handed it to Zhao Qiyuan, and said coldly, "For the child."

Four simple words, yet they carried an air of absolute authority.

But Zhao Qiyuan did not accept it: "I will not take the Zheng family's money."

“This is for my little nephew. He’s been born for so long, and this is the first time I’ve met him. As his uncle, I should give him something as a first-meeting gift.” Zheng Lin held out his bank card. “I don’t know what to buy. I’ll just buy whatever the child needs.”

Zhao's mother glanced at the bank card and handed over the entire card; it must have been a huge sum of money.

Young Master Zheng is incredibly generous!

This money can help their family rebuild their lives, at least enough to live a stable life.

After experiencing some ups and downs, Zhao's mother also understood that the source of happiness is a family living together happily and healthily, and that money is enough as long as it is sufficient.