Zhou Ji patted her head and told her, "We need to go to the hospital today."
Jiang Yue was never happy to hear such words: "I don't like hospitals."
Her earlier joy vanished instantly, and she said, "I'm not sick."
Many people say she is sick.
But she refused to admit it.
Zhou Ji gently squeezed her fingers: "It's not to see a doctor, it's to go for a simple check-up."
Jiang Yue nodded, barely believing his words.
She gets checked frequently and doesn't need medication, so she's not as resistant to it.
When they went to the hospital, Zhou Zhengchu went with them. He sat in the back seat and watched the person in the passenger seat talking to himself.
I used to think this was fine.
but.
Even after seeing a better possibility, I still feel sorry for her.
When they arrived at the hospital, the Qin family was already there.
When she sees unfamiliar elders, she timidly shrinks back and hides behind her husband, her eyes filled with fear.
She gripped his sleeve tightly, not daring to let go.
Qin Zhao looked at the people behind Zhou Ji, and this time her gaze was much more complicated than before.
Qin Genzhi and Yan Yao didn't dare to frighten her, knowing what her situation was.
What followed was perfectly logical; the paternity test was done quickly, and the results came out just as quickly, requiring only a few hours' wait.
You'll know what the outcome will be.
But Yan Yao felt that she didn't need to wait for the results. Looking at that timid little face, she already felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
The time spent waiting for the results.
Zhou Ji said to his son, "Take your mother back to rest first. I have something to discuss with the Qin family."
Zhou Zhengchu nodded.
After everyone left.
Yan Yao couldn't wait to step forward. Suppressing her overwhelming excitement, she asked in a hoarse voice, "How did you find out about this?"
Zhou remained silent for a long time, not intending to tell them the truth. He made up an excuse that wouldn't arouse suspicion: "Sun Chengfeng got carried away and let it slip. Over the years, she has treated her two children very badly, not at all like a biological mother."
“I scared her a couple of times and got her to tell me the truth.”
"She initially refused to admit it, but she used some tricks to get the truth out of her."
Yan Yao's expression was not good. Before coming, she had already asked someone to investigate this Mrs. Zhou, whom she had never paid attention to before.
She had heard of it before; its reputation was certainly not good, and there was so much to say about it that she could talk about it for three days and three nights.
Later, things gradually calmed down, as if they had suddenly disappeared and fallen silent.
Yan Yao only found out this morning that her mother had mental problems.
She didn't care; she was going crazy searching for her daughter.
I thought there was no hope in this life, but things took a turn for the better, which is good news.
A stroke of luck amidst misfortune.
Zhou Ji had more to say than that: "She doesn't know many people and can't accept you as her family as you imagine. I also don't want her life to be disturbed right now. If she doesn't want to be close to you, please don't force her to accept it."
She still has feelings for her former adoptive mother.
The bond formed over time is deep and cannot be erased.
Therefore, Zhou Ji has not dealt with Sun Chengfeng all these years, and has only tried to keep the two away from each other.
When she mentioned her mother, she subtly changed the subject so that the mother wouldn't think of her for the time being.
Yan Yao's eyes reddened. "We understand."
Zhou Ji only wanted to test the Qin family's attitude today, and this is the best outcome. They not only care about her, but they also don't mind her abnormality.
Zhou Zhengchu was with her, not in a hurry to go home.
He had the driver take the car to the entrance of the TV station. The station's logo was prominently displayed on the roof, and staff members wearing name tags were coming and going in front of the entrance.
She pressed her face against the car window and looked outside, thinking that her son had brought her to the mall to shop.
After looking closely, it didn't seem so. She blinked and said slowly, "I think I recognize this place."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhengchu felt a surge of bitterness in his heart, like a sponge expanding endlessly. Pretending to know nothing, he gazed at her profile and softly asked, "Do you recognize me? Where is this?"
She turned to look at him. "I saw the words. It's a TV station."
I don't remember things from the past very clearly, both the good and the bad, but if I think about them carefully and seriously, I can still recall some vague impressions.
Zhou Zhengchu looked at her quietly, remained silent for a while, and then told her directly, "You used to work here."
But later, for various reasons...
She left the television station, distancing herself from the industry she was familiar with.
I can hardly even remember this experience anymore.
This was indeed a very vague memory for her, and a rather unimportant part of her past. She always forgot unimportant things very quickly.
After a while, she said, "It seems so. I think I used to work here quite often."
A long time ago, many years ago.
She couldn't say whether she liked or disliked that past period and those two short years at the television station.
"You used to have many fans too." Zhou Zhengchu's words weren't entirely meant to flatter her; indeed, many people online had mentioned her.
My mother looked very beautiful on stage.
Her professional skills may be inconsistent due to her unstable emotional state, but her beauty on stage is undoubtedly unmatched.
She didn't seem to care much: "Really?"
Then it's just a simple "oh".
She turned her head again and continued to press her face against the car window, gazing out the window. No one knew what she was thinking.
Even the most clueless person may have secrets that are hard to understand.
Zhou Ji had the driver park the car here for a long time until the security guard at the gate noticed it. When the window was rolled down, the station's leader recognized the car's license plate.
He then came up to greet us politely.
The position held by the Zhou family member is rising higher and higher, to a level that is almost beyond the reach of people of their caliber.
The clear distinction between classes naturally creates a hierarchy.
The leader was very enthusiastic. He saw Zhou Zhengchu in the back seat and immediately recognized him, and then he noticed the woman sitting next to him.
"It's been a long time since I've seen Mrs. Zhou. She looks even more beautiful than before."
Zhou Zhengchu was unmoved by such flattery.
But his mother loved to hear it. Whenever she heard someone compliment her on her beauty, she would perk up and ask, "Did you know me before?"
The other person was taken aback, not expecting Jiang Yue to forget him so easily.
But thinking about it, it makes sense; more than a decade has passed, so it's normal to forget.
After all, they hadn't seen each other for over a decade, and he rarely saw any news about Jiang Yue online anymore. The Zhou family had kept the news well hidden and valued her privacy highly, and no media outlet dared to publish photos of her.
What he just said wasn't all just nice talk.
That is indeed the truth.
Jiang Yue still looks very young and beautiful.
Flowers raised in a greenhouse have never suffered any wind or rain.
"Mrs. Zhou, have you forgotten? We did a history and culture variety show together. But that was a long time ago, so it's normal that you've forgotten."
"But our program is still going on now. If you have time, you can check it out. We're recording it today."
She thought about it and felt conflicted; she wanted to go but was also a little afraid of the completely unfamiliar environment.
She glanced back at her son and said, "I need to go check on things. You can go ahead if you have something to do, but leave the driver with me."
Zhou Zhengchu had originally only planned to show his mother around at the entrance, but since it was such a coincidence, he didn't mind learning more.
Zhou Zhengchu pursed his lips, "I'll go with you."
She said "oh" and didn't try to shoo him away. She was clearly happy to have someone with her, as it made her less scared, but she still couldn't hold back her words: "Are you a tagalong?"
Zhou Zhengchu pretended not to hear.
Jiang Yue got out of the car. She was dressed lightly, but the air conditioning was on full blast in the car, so it didn't bother her, since it was very cold outside.
Zhou Zhengchu got out of the car with his coat. Just as she was about to follow him, he gently pressed her down. His thin fingers pressed against her wrist, and with a little force, he could easily keep her still.
She turned around unhappily: "What are you doing?"
Zhou Zhengchu draped his coat over her shoulders and patiently explained, "It's cold, be careful not to catch a cold." Perhaps worried that these two sentences wouldn't sound very authoritative, or that she might not quite understand, Zhou Zhengchu added, "If you catch a cold and get sick, you'll have to take medicine again. Mother, don't you dislike taking medicine?"
She understood; it seemed to make sense.
But she was still clever. After thinking for a moment, she saw through his lie: "But I'm not sick now, I still need to take medicine."
Every morning there's a huge pile of medicine, more than I can possibly finish.
Zhou Zhengchu remained silent for a long time before deciding to shift the blame onto his father: "That was the tonic that Father made you take. I don't know what happened."
She turned her back to him and ignored him.
The coat was draped properly over her shoulders.
When the TV station executives saw how the mother and son interacted, they were filled with a series of shocking emotions.
Jiang Yue had her child when she was still working at the TV station.
At that time, even those who were not very familiar with her heard that she was not good to her children and did not raise them well.
They only care about giving birth, not about raising the children.
I have never seen her mention her child to anyone, not even on her WeChat Moments or social media accounts.
Later, her health deteriorated, so she resigned.
Mr. Zhou accompanied her to complete the resignation procedures. She didn't try to persuade him to stay at all; on the contrary, she seemed very happy.
Yes, to be a carefree, wealthy housewife.
Who wouldn't be happy?
Later, I vaguely heard about her abusing children, and the rumors spread wider and wider, and even those who didn't believe it gradually came to believe it.
However, I never expected that the child would have such a good relationship with his mother after growing up. He takes care of her in every way and seems to be more attentive than most people.
They are also very patient.
There was none of the impatience one would show when caring for a patient.
The leader pretended to be deaf and said he hadn't heard anything. He had been being polite but also sincerely inviting them, as establishing a relationship with the Zhou family would benefit his work.
The Zhou family is like a towering, ancient tree.
Even a single fallen leaf is as valuable as a sturdy branch to them.
"Mrs. Zhou, this way please."
He had just sent a message in the work group, telling everyone in the studio to be careful and not offend anyone.
Even without uttering a word, Zhou Zhengchu's presence exuded an invisible pressure that made one feel extremely anxious, trembling, and somewhat afraid.
Jiang Yue entered the studio, stood at the door, and stared at the empty stage. The staff who had just finished recording had finished a rehearsal and were now taking a break.
She saw the microphone on the table, along with many props needed for the recording. She picked up the microphone, looked at it, and then put it back.
After a while, there was another rehearsal.
She watched the host on stage, speaking eloquently and confidently, her eyes like a cat's, full of curiosity. She watched quietly, undisturbed by anyone.
Zhou Zhengchu felt that his mother might be able to remember.
Unfortunately, a few seconds later, she looked away, seemingly losing interest as well. She yawned and said, "How boring."
Then he muttered to himself, "I don't understand."
She really couldn't understand it; those literary phrases were hard for her to comprehend.
Zhou Zhengchu noticed that she frowned, as if it was really difficult for her to understand.
He suddenly realized that he had done a terrible job. He wanted his mother to shine in what she loved, but he forgot that she was having a hard time even living a normal life.
He grasped his mother's fingers: "Okay, let's go home then."
Before leaving, in an attempt to curry favor with Jiang Yue, the leader led everyone to the photo wall in the corridor, which contained photos from more than ten years ago.
She had just started working there, standing in the very center, radiant and beautiful, her smile like a blooming, delicate rose.
She is beautiful and precious.
She looked at the people in the photo, and gently touched her own reflection in the group photo with her finger: "I used to be so amazing."
She's in the center of the crowd now, the prettiest one, sparkling and radiant.
She couldn't help but stare at the photo for a long time, liking it more and more each time she looked at it. She seemed to have looked beautiful back then too. Her smile was radiant.
However, she was in poor health.
I had my blood drawn and tests done this morning, and I'm completely exhausted now. After looking at the photos for a while, I started to feel sleepy.
He was just putting on a brave face, and before leaving, he couldn't help but look back repeatedly.
Zhou Zhengchu thoughtfully troubled the people at the station, humbly asking, "May we take this photo back with us?"
The other party wouldn't fuss over such a small matter and immediately took the photo down.
He was eager for any opportunity to curry favor with them.
After receiving the photo, Zhou Zhengchu thanked him in a low voice.
When they got back to the car, his mother seemed to be troubled by something, hesitating and agonizing for a long time.
After a while, she turned to Zhou Zhengchu and said, "I don't dislike you today." She was also very generous, using her finger to indicate the distance of half a fingernail: "I still like you a little bit."
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