Chapter 86 No Looking Back

Jiang Rao was in a good mood because the appearance of the stupid Zhang Wanqing made her feel even more cheerful.

When she arrived at the Bay Villa, to her surprise, Wen Feng was there too.

Jiang Rao walked in and raised an eyebrow, "Why aren't you with your boss today?"

"The boss has something to do."

Upon hearing the news, he became stern and polite and distant.

Jiang Rao raised her eyebrows slightly. Why did she feel that this person... was different from yesterday?

It seemed warm yesterday, but it is cold as ice today.

A man's heart is as unfathomable as the sea.

Jiang Rao frowned and looked at Wen Feng, "Oh."

She doesn't have to put her face to his cold butt.

Soon...she no longer thought so.

Before entering the bedroom, she received a call from her mother, "Raorao, your dad might be... not making it."

The voice was filled with suppressed pain. Jiang Rao's heart skipped a beat, and she tried her best to steady her voice. "Mom, don't be afraid. I'll be there soon."

Jiang Rao put on a windbreaker and left.

Before she left, he didn't stop her or offer to send her off.

Jiang Rao walked out of the villa gate, and her phone did not respond for a long time. No driver accepted the order.

I turned back and happened to see Wen Feng taking off his shirt and pants and taking a shower under the shower.

I heard Jiang Rao calling his name everywhere.

Wen Feng came out wearing a pair of trousers. Water was dripping from his muscular chest, but Jiang Rao didn't notice it at all.

Jiang Rao's voice was anxious, "Wen Feng, are you free? Can you take me to the hospital?"

Wen Feng looked at her with an expressionless face.

Jiang Rao was really anxious. She was so excited that she held Wen Feng's hand and said, "Wen Feng, please."

"My dad is in the hospital. Something happened to him." Jiang Rao rummaged through her bag. "I'll give you some money. Please take me home."

Wen Feng looked at the hand held by Jiang Rao, "........"

He frowned slightly, "Let go first."

Jiang Rao thought he didn't want to, and Wen Feng said again:

"I didn't say I wouldn't give it to you. I don't want the money."

Jiang Rao realized it later and let Wen Feng go, saying sorry in a low voice.

Wen Feng rarely saw Jiang Rao like this.

She has always been at ease, even with a look of disdain, and there is nothing she really cares about in her heart.

But........at this moment, the anxious expression on her face was so real, so real that even the hand she was holding felt hot and warm.

Wen Feng put on a sleeveless short-sleeved shirt as he walked.

He was driving very fast. When he drove out and motioned Jiang Rao to get in, Jiang Rao hadn't reacted yet.

Jiang Rao thanked him softly, and just as she got into the car, it rushed out like a string.

Jiang Rao leaned in the back seat of the car. The night wind was strong, blowing his soft hair.

Wen Feng pursed his lips and said a rare comforting word, "It's on the way, don't worry."

Jiang Rao accepted Wen Feng's kindness. It was windy at night and the street lights were on.

She saw Wen Feng's hands gripping the steering wheel, the veins on his arms bulging slightly, full of strength and wildness.

Jiang Rao asked him, "Have you ever practiced fighting before?"

Wen Feng nodded.

Then the two fell silent.

When they arrived at the hospital, Jiang Rao thanked him and ran into the hospital.

When Wen Feng called him, his usually cold and hard edges seemed particularly soft that night.

"It's late at night and the dew is heavy. Please take care of yourself."

Jiang Rao took the coat, and her anxious heart was soothed by his words. She whispered, "Thank you."

Wen Feng pursed his lips and said another sentence, "If you need a car later, you can call me."

"Okay." Jiang Rao curled the corners of her lips slightly, turned around and rushed into the hospital.

Jiang's mother was already waiting. When she was seen in the hospital corridor, she was hunched over, with a few strands of gray in her hair.

Jiang Rao suppressed her sadness, walked up to Jiang's mother, and whispered, "Mom."

Jiang's mother slapped him in the face, "Are you trying to piss me off to death?"

Jiang Rao's face was hit and she covered her face in disbelief.

Mother Jiang pointed at her and said, "You unfilial daughter! Your father is still in the hospital bed, and you actually went out to sell yourself? You have brought shame to the Jiang family."

The slap was heavy, but Jiang's mother was weak, and compared to the physical injuries, she was more hurt emotionally.

Jiang Rao thought for a moment and realized that Zhang Wanqing must be trying something new after her previous plan failed.

She found out that her father was in hospital, so she secretly leaked the news to Jiang's mother.

Jiang Rao pressed the tip of her tongue against her cheek, her voice cold as she tried to hold back the pain, "Mom, how is Dad?"

"What else can I do?" Jiang's mother was a weak person. She was not happy about Jiang Rao being beaten. "You made me suffer from a relapse of my old illness. I'm still lying in the ICU."

Jiang Rao calmed down, endured it, and said comfortingly, "It's good that the condition is stable. I have some money..."

Jiang Rao was interrupted by Jiang's mother before she could finish. Jiang's mother pointed at her, her hands shaking, "Are you asking a man for it again?"

No matter how good-tempered Jiang Rao was, she was furious at this moment. She lost her previous gentle forbearance and answered her, "Yes, if you don't ask a man for it, how could your man lie here and expect my money to save him?"

"Pa——" another slap.

Jiang Rao looked at Jiang's mother and smiled. There was an inexplicable sadness in her smile. "Mom? You're right. Your daughter is just begging for mercy behind a man."

Jiang Rao pointed at Jiang Shaochong in the ward and asked, "What do you think?"

Jiang Rao was truly furious, her voice rising slightly. "Where do you think the money for saving his life came from? Did it blow over in the wind?"

"Mom, have you ever thought about where the money comes from to keep you crying every day?"

"Your daughter earned it back bit by bit, crawling under people."

Jiang Rao became more and more excited as she spoke. "Now my home is gone, I have no place to live. You dream every day that Jiang Shaochong can wake up. Can you please wake up?"

Jiang Rao finished speaking in one breath, and Jiang's mother burst into tears.

Mother Jiang also raised her voice, "Do you think I do? Have you forgotten who raised you?"

"Yes, I admit it." Jiang Rao was also excited when he said this, "Because I owe you, but I don't owe him."

"Mom, you don't know what I've been through before. You know Jiang Shaochong..."

Before he could finish, Jiang's mother slapped him again.

Jiang Rao did not avoid it. She looked at Jiang's mother in front of her. Jiang's mother was no longer as beautiful as she was when she was young. The wrinkles on her face made her look a little more vicissitudes of life, and her fatigue was easily visible.

Jiang Rao suddenly felt that her mother, who had protected her from the wind and rain when she was a child, had grown old. That figure overlapped with the figure of Jiang Shaochong rushing in front of her.

Jiang Rao softened her tone once again, "Mom, take care of yourself."

She didn't go in to see Jiang Shaochong, but just confronted Jiang's mother in front of the corridor.

Finally, Jiang's mother's voice began to choke up, "Raorao, I'm sorry for what happened just now."

Jiang Rao stopped and didn't look back.

She left without looking back.