Wang Jinling remained noncommittal. Sometimes she really envied her mother's optimism.

Zhong Yinhua was silent for a long time. After wiping the tears from her face, she spoke again: "Wang Kai trampled on my dignity in front of such a small group of people. If he can do it, then I can do it too. This is revenge."

"You're afraid to let the person involved know about this revenge?" Wang Jinling said with a smile, "Don't tell me about this. I don't care."

"You have to care!" Zhong Yinhua's mind had collapsed, and she screamed without any scruples, "He treats you like a puppet, like a commodity. He protects you and controls you, not letting anyone get their hands on you. This is so he can sell you for a good price in the future."

"You have to fight him to the end, do you understand?"

Wang Jinling did not respond and had no intention of arguing with her. Zhong Yinhua could only feel embarrassed and started sobbing softly again.

Perhaps because the air conditioner was turned up too high, Wang Jinling had some bumps on her arms, and an indescribable feeling of nausea lingered in her heart.

Just when Wang Jinling was about to be swallowed up by this multiplying nausea, the screen of her mobile phone lit up at the right time.

Zhong Yinhua on the side had completely reversed her position, as if Wang Jinling was the mother and she was the child who was crying to attract her mother's attention but failed. At this time, she turned her head and found that Wang Jinling ignored her and did not cover the content of her mobile phone. She could vaguely see that it was a chat interface.

Most importantly, Wang Jinling was smiling.

Zhong Yinhua was immediately enraged. She sneered, "You'd better not think about relying on men. Men can't help you with anything. Wang Kai will break his legs and bury him alive in a ditch."

Wang Jinling finally turned around, a faint smile on her face, and said, "I've thought of a way to deal with Wang Kai."

Zhong Yinhua's brows relaxed and he asked, "Oh?"

"Sharpen a thumb-sized blade and hide it in your razor, or in a bra buckle, or even under your pillow." Wang Jinling made no secret of her malice. "You're his bedmate anyway. While you still have some looks and he's still willing to touch you, use this blade to slit his throat and be done with it."

Zhong Yinhua was shocked and opened her mouth but couldn't say anything.

"You don't dare, because everything on you belongs to him, and you don't have the ability to keep what belongs to him. So you don't dare to kill him, or even send him to prison. You can only rise and fall together."

Wang Jinling pressed send, then put her phone in her bag. She smiled and said, "You'll let him bury your important people, things, and even your dignity in the gutter, so you think I should be such a coward, too?"

Zhong Yinhua shuddered, with only one thought left in her mind: her daughter, Wang Jinling, had gone crazy, and she had finally been driven into a dead end of madness by Wang Kai's viciousness.

Only Wang Jinling knew that she was very calm. She needed to be calm because the time had not come yet.

Wang Jinling looked at the rain outside the window, and the boy's face involuntarily appeared in her mind.