Chapter 521 The Fragrance Makes Me Confused

Luo Aijun kept swallowing.

Actually, Director Xu wasn't much better.

My feelings were a bit complicated at first, but they all faded away now, and my nose was filled with the unique aroma of instant noodles.

I was thinking to myself, "It really is worth exchanging foreign currency. It smells so good, I'm almost dizzy from the aroma."

After dinner, Sister Wang said to Luo Aijun, "Xiaojun, do your homework first. We need to talk to your mother about something."

Luo Aijun nodded and obediently went to do her homework.

The group went to the courtyard. Although it was springtime, there was a chill in the air, but the temperature was still acceptable. Everyone sat on small stools. Lu Qiaoge sat next to Chu Sulan, mainly to observe her mood.

Director Xu, being the oldest, didn't beat around the bush and spoke directly: "Comrade Chu Sulan, the doctor said you can't be stressed, but there's something we've been thinking about for days and still have to tell you. You need to be mentally prepared."

Chu Sulan's expression changed, and she looked at Director Xu with unease.

Director Xu didn't delay and simply told Chu Sulan about Luo Ziwen's matter.

Chu Sulan stared in shock, her eyes wide, her hand clutching her chest as if she couldn't breathe.

Lu Qiaoge pressed her arm and said gently, "...I spoke with Luo Ziwen on the phone. He wants to talk to you. How about we choose a time?"

Sister Wang: "Sulan, don't get agitated. There's nothing incomprehensible about this. Men and women are different. Let me tell you, when a man's wife dies, he's usually lucky if he can stay for three months. But women can't do that. Some women never remarry in their entire lives."

Luo Ziwen is wealthy, and he lives in Hong Kong, so it's perfectly normal for him to remarry; there's nothing incomprehensible about it.

No matter how upset you are, you have to think about Xiaojun first. What a good child he is. These past few years of your confusion have made him suffer. He's so pitiful. His grandparents are gone, and his mother is confused. He's all alone. At such a young age, he has to take care of his mother, cook for her, stand on a stool to steam cornbread, and watch over her so that no one bullies him..."

Chu Sulan couldn't hold back any longer and covered her mouth, sobbing uncontrollably.

The person she felt most sorry for was her son, Xiaojun.

Lu Qiaoge felt that crying was the best thing to do.

So I didn't stop her, letting her cry it out first. At the same time, I admired Sister Wang; her words were simple and honest, and they were the most touching.

Inside the room, Luo Aijun also looked out the window with concern. But he thought that what his mother needed at this moment was not comfort, nor should she bottle up her grievances. He had heard Sister Lu say that many people get sick because of a bad mood, because their emotions are always in a state of depression or pain. Simply put, they feel uncomfortable and in pain. Instead of addressing the root cause of their pain, they only torment themselves...

This is just like my mother.

The Lu family was clearly in the wrong, yet they falsely accused my mother of being crazy and mentally ill. That old lady from the Lu family even used vile language to curse my mother... and even called him a bastard of unknown origin...

The mother had nowhere to confide in, and on top of that, her temporary worker position was taken by someone else, which is why she went crazy.

The fact that she can cry now, and that her older sister Lu is there with her, means that her mother is probably alright.

Sure enough, after crying for a long time, Chu Sulan felt much better in the tightness in her chest.

Lu Qiaoge added, "Go ahead and curse, we're all on your side."

She remembered what Lu Qiaoge had told her: don't suppress your emotions, learn to release them, and if you can't take action, use your words.

But she didn't know what to say. Luo Ziwen seemed too distant and unreal.

She had thought about it before, but neither her parents nor she meant to blame him.

If she had persisted back then, she would be with him now.

But she left with her parents, and even when she was lucid, she rarely felt hatred.

Just like Luo Aijun, he never spoke of it. Luo Ziwen imagined it to be like this today.

The Luo family is now a rising power in Hong Kong.

She didn't quite understand what "newly rich" meant, but she could grasp the meaning from the literal meaning.

The Luo family is rich now.

Luo Ziwen is still the chairman of Feixiang Electronics Group.

He owns numerous villas and luxury cars.

Most importantly, he got married!

Does it matter if we don't have children?

It doesn't matter at all.

She did give birth to his child, but what good did it do?

Seeing her expression, Lu Qiaoge secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After Sister Wang's eloquent and moving words, Chu Sulan's mood improved considerably.

Director Xu breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Chu Sulan, what do you plan to do now?"

Sister Wang said, "There's no rush. We decide when to go. We've waited all these years, what's another month or two? Right?"

"Sulan, don't worry. Think about it carefully these next few days. If you want to call Luo Ziwen, go to the neighborhood office, and then we'll take you to see Director Lu."

Currently, the only people who can speak with Luo Ziwen are the Foreign Trade Bureau and Lu Qiaoge.

Chu Sulan clenched her fists tightly and said with a cold laugh, "Although it's come to this point, many things are not his fault, but he's married now. If I were a madwoman, it wouldn't matter, since no one would care about me. But now that I'm cured, what would I do in Hong Kong? What would that make me?"

“You’re right, I’m not in a hurry. I’ve waited all these years, a few more days won’t make a difference.”

"I don't want to hide my thoughts from you. Although my mind isn't always working perfectly, I know that going to Hong Kong would probably be the best thing for my son."

She paused for a moment, then shook her head, her voice tinged with bitterness as she recalled something: "When my parents were alive, they were like towering trees above my head. I couldn't see anything bad because they shielded me from everything."

But after they were gone, I realized that there are good people as well as bad people in this world.

Just like the Lu family.

I don't know what kind of person Luo Ziwen's wife is, but I think no woman would want her husband's son from another woman to share a life of wealth and luxury with her.

Several people looked at each other.

Unexpectedly, Chu Sulan's mind was not confused after she regained consciousness.

In just a few days, she has figured out many things.

Lu Qiaoge nodded and said in agreement, "You're right. Anyway, you've just recovered. Rest at home for a while and think it over before you talk about it."

Luo Aijun, who had been on tenterhooks, smiled with pursed lips.

He was very happy that his mother thought that way.

——

Qin Hengzhi, who had been busy all along, finally returned from the base and was also preparing to travel to Beidu by special train in a few days.

Then he will come to Jiangcheng with Grandpa Qin and the others to propose marriage.

Qin Hengzhi had lost some weight, so Lu Qiaoge poured him some water from her spatial storage, boiled it, and brewed some flower tea for him, giving him a cup.

The two are currently in their future new home.

Lu Qiaoge has already brought the two paintings, and the newly customized sofa has also been delivered.

(End of this chapter)