The drizzle in the mountain city and the pleasant wind blowing for thousands of miles just lack that bit of majestic spirit. They cannot blow away all the decadence in the world and cannot stop the intoxication in the banquet hall.

The only thing that could stop them was the night. At midnight, the party ended. Most people did not stay and turned back to leave. A few people were "reluctant to leave" and stood at the door to chat with others.

Wang Jinling was not interested in this. She just sat in the car and watched the wonderful show taking place in front of the hotel gate through the car window.

Her mother, Zhong Yinhua, was talking with her husband with another woman in the misty drizzle. What was funny was that at this distance, the woman was holding her father's arm, and Zhong Yinhua was standing beside them. Their expressions could not be seen clearly, and it was really confusing for a moment. I didn't know which one was the wife and which one was the "female friend".

She couldn't see her father's expression, nor could she hear the content of the three people's conversation. She could only sense the unpleasant atmosphere from the result. The two men left hand in hand, while Zhong Yinhua walked towards the car alone.

A graceful woman in a black long dress came with an umbrella, facing the drizzle, her face becoming clearer than blur.

Wang Jinling watched helplessly as the mask she had put on her personality crumbled, her carefully choreographed smiles and gestures replaced by rapid breathing and blood vessels swollen with anger.

The last thing that protected her demeanor was her dignity. The woman rolled up her silk sleeves, glanced at her watch, and said to the driver gently and calmly, "Xiao Sun, go buy me something."

"Okay, Sister Zhong."

The driver, Xiao Sun, immediately agreed. Smartly, he didn't ask what the buyer was buying. He opened the car door and got out. As he was about to close the door, he heard Sister Zhong add, "Wait for my call."

Xiao Sun bowed slightly and walked away in the rain.

After that, Wang Jinling rarely saw her mother hysterical. When she was about to have an outburst, Wang Jinling covered her mouth in time with such force that Zhong Yinhua almost suffocated.

When her daughter let go of her hand and her mother was about to question her, Wang Jinling took out a small instrument from under the seat.

Zhong Yinhua closed her eyes in pain. This was something she should have been accustomed to, a small recording device.

She sobbed in extreme pain and suppressed voice, and her shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

Wang Jinling carefully examined the little thing, then stuffed it back casually. Then she put her hand on the box, slammed the air conditioner fan blades, which were about to close, down a little further, and stepped onto the seat to adjust the air volume to the maximum.

There is a tiny camera inside.

"He's completely crazy." Zhong Yinhua squeezed out a few drops of thick hatred from between his teeth and said, "If the underworld demands filial piety, then he's the most filial son in the world, providing the best medical care and living conditions. If the underworld demands loyalty, then on the surface, he's a loyal brother. But there's one thing he won't do, and that's respect me."

"Because in his world, insulting and controlling women is a symbol of his power. You are also a victim. You have to fight him and argue with him. Don't let him have the opportunity to control you."

Wang Jinling listened, but she was too bored to answer.

Zhong Yinhua suddenly hugged Wang Jinling, as if grabbing the last straw, and said gently: "You are the only one I have."

She didn't need to look back to know that although Zhong Yinhua was looking at Wang Jinling, it was Zhong Yinhua herself who was projected.

Zhong Yinhua was so timid that she even spoke softly in front of her unfaithful husband.

A poor woman, dressed in the cloak of a victim, buried all her mistakes and disputes, and placed all her hopes of solving the problems on her daughter. Her only source of courage was her growing daughter and the flawless mask on her daughter.

She expects Wang Jinling to be the continuation of her life and waits for her daughter to solve her tragic and twisted marriage problems.

Wang Jinling suddenly spoke up, "Do you think the problem is solved?"

"What are you talking about?" Zhong Yinhua let go of Wang Jinling, a little confused.

"I mean, does your secret meeting place with that little Sun include this car?" Wang Jinling turned her head and looked at her mother with a smile.

Zhong Yinhua felt as if she had fallen into an icy cave, as if her blood was about to freeze. After a while, she suddenly roared hysterically: "What are you talking about! What are you talking about!"

Wang Jinling said calmly, "I have no interest in who you meet secretly or where you have sex, but I don't want your stupidity to give Wang Kai an excuse to go crazy."

"He won't kill you, but he might not kill that little Sun. You know his methods. Later, more surveillance and eavesdropping equipment will fill your living space: the living room, the bedroom, even the bathroom. You'll find that more and more people in your life will be watching you, and they won't hide it from you. They'll let you know they're watching you."

"Oppression with nowhere to escape will slowly make you feel depressed, panicky, and weak, and I am living with you, and I am affected by it."

Zhong Yinhua was utterly shocked. She looked at her daughter and felt incredibly unfamiliar. Why had Wang Jinling, who had always obeyed her parents and never disobeyed them, suddenly become so unfamiliar, so cold-blooded, and so unscrupulous?

Then she became frightened by the future described by Wang Jinling. As her daughter said, Zhong Yinhua knew Wang Kai's methods very well, and all this might become a reality.

"But you're lucky. He probably didn't anticipate the possibility of his monitoring and surveillance equipment being discovered. They're using outdated equipment, not connected to the internet in real time, and with limited storage capacity. They're probably manually replaced and checked periodically. You still have a chance."

Zhong Yinhua closed his eyes, breathing rapidly. After a moment, he calmed his heaving chest and said sternly, "This isn't the first time. I'll take care of it."

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