More than 20 years have passed, and the matter from back then has long been buried deep in Sun Chengfeng's heart. As long as she doesn't tell anyone, it will never be discovered.
The golden dragon and phoenix that she personally pulled down had their wings broken and could never fly back.
Sun Chengfeng still remembers when Jiang Yue was born, she was wrapped in a fine, soft blanket by the nurses and placed in the neonatal intensive care unit.
A newborn baby is fed and used in a way that is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
They were born with a lucky life.
At that time, Sun Chengfeng was an intern nurse at the hospital. She had a bad experience with her boyfriend, who was unwilling to take responsibility for the child in her womb.
The three children were born on the same day.
A meticulous yet bold idea came to her mind: because the baby was premature, it was immediately taken to the special care ward after birth.
Taking advantage of the nurse's absence, she used her access privileges to switch the Qin family's girl and also stole another child.
One of the twins, a boy and a girl, is missing.
When the Qin family and the hospital staff discovered the switch, they were thrown into chaos, busy searching for the missing child, and no one noticed that the other child had also been switched.
Sun Chengfeng's least regretful act in her life is doing this. She still often sees news about her daughter in the newspapers and magazines. She is the only little princess of the Qin family, a pampered little princess.
Among all the younger generation in the Qin family, she was the only girl.
She has loving older brothers, and the Qin family dotes on her.
When Sun Chengfeng thought of her biological daughter, a faint smile involuntarily appeared on her lips; this smile was genuine.
She snapped out of her reverie and looked at the poised woman before her. She noticed that Jiang Yue seemed much more energetic this time, her eyes and brows radiating a nourished brightness, and her cool, indifferent gaze held a hint of unfathomable depth.
It seemed as if he had seen through her little scheme.
Sun Chengfeng was startled, then quickly suppressed this absurd thought. How could that be? Jiang Yue had been raised to be incredibly stupid and had a terrible temper; even her own younger brother didn't really like her anymore.
When Sun Chengfeng first encouraged Jiang Yue to drug Zhou Ji, she never expected that Jiang Yue would succeed, let alone that Jiang Yue would get pregnant and marry into the Zhou family.
"Yueyue." Before she could even open her mouth, Sun Chengfeng squeezed out a few fake tears. She grabbed Yueyue's hand, lowered her head and sobbed, as if she were really repenting: "I've done a lot of foolish things these past few years. When I think about it, I feel so sorry for you and for causing you so much trouble."
Jiang Yue silently withdrew her hand and wiped it with a wet tissue in front of her.
Sun Chengfeng's chest heaved with anger, but she dared not say anything at this moment. "It's okay if you don't forgive your mother, I just ask that you can still keep in touch with me in the future."
Jiang Yue watched her with a calm expression. Sun Chengfeng's acting skills were superb, and her crying was convincing. Someone with a dull mind might actually be fooled by her tearful performance.
But Jiang Yue didn't believe that such a bad person could suddenly become good.
Will bad people suddenly realize their mistakes? No.
Jiang Yue didn't believe a single word.
But she didn't say she didn't believe it; she wanted to see what Sun Chengfeng was trying to do by going to all this trouble.
She's quite the smooth talker when it comes to sweet-talking and deceiving people: "How could that be? You'll always be my mom."
Sun Chengfeng's eyes flickered slightly, and she breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that Jiang Yue was indeed still stupid. She had some mental problems to begin with. In the past, when fortune tellers on the street met her, they would give her a reading even if it was free.
They say she was born lacking in spirit, which is why she wasn't very smart.
It is also said that she is destined for great wealth and honor, and will be loved by everyone throughout her life.
Sun Chengfeng naturally chased away the fortune tellers each time, feeling embarrassed and angry, thinking that what those charlatans said was all superstitious and abnormal. She didn't believe a single word of it.
"I'm glad you're willing to forgive me." Sun Chengfeng's eyes were filled with tears. When she said these words, she didn't dare to look at Zhou Ji at all. She felt extremely guilty towards this man she couldn't understand.
The man sat quietly beside Jiang Yue. His refined and handsome features were outlined by the light and shadow, giving him a somewhat cold and austere appearance. When he didn't say a word, it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
Even after clearly hearing what Jiang Yue said, his expression remained unchanged, seemingly without any surprise.
Zhou Ji had pretty much figured out Jiang Yue's personality. Although she was easy to coax, sometimes giving her a couple of sweets would soften her heart.
However, they have clear likes and dislikes and are particularly decisive in letting go.
Zhou Ji could tell that she had just been acting for Sun Chengfeng, deliberately saying things to lull the enemy into a false sense of security.
When she's seriously lying, it's not obvious at all. Her eyes are clear and bright, like pools of water, and she's incredibly sincere.
Her naturalness made people believe that she was telling the truth.
It seems that only Sun Chengfeng is kept in the dark right now.
Sun Chengfeng was somewhat pleased with herself. She had previously been afraid that Jiang Yue had really become smarter, so she ignored her complaints.
It seems she's still as easy to coax as ever.
Since that's the case, she has nothing to worry about. Even if Zhou Ji is present this time, the plan can still proceed as before when they invite her out again next time.
Thinking of this, Sun Chengfeng laughed again, calling him "my darling" repeatedly.
Jiang Yue suddenly said in surprise, "Mom, your hair looks like it's all turning white. You've really had a hard time these past few days."
Sun Chengfeng is only in her early forties this year. "What?! White hair?"
Jiang Yue leaned closer to her and said confidently, "I saw it, I'll help you remove it."
As she spoke, Jiang Yue, without changing her expression, plucked a few strands of her hair, wrapped them in a tissue, and threw them into a clean trash can. She smiled innocently and harmlessly: "Okay."
Zhou Ji watched her actions thoughtfully, raised an eyebrow, and said nothing.
For the rest of the time, Jiang Yue listened as Sun Chengfeng tried to get close to her, speaking with such sincerity that it was incredibly touching.
Then she looked at the man beside her and said, "The fortune tellers used to say you had a good life, and it's true."
“When you were little, you weren’t as smart as other kids, and they even said you’d lost your soul. What a joke. Look at my good daughter, she’s the smartest and most filial.”
It's all too easy to ruin a child.
All you have to do is keep pushing her in the wrong direction.
After achieving her goal of going out today, Jiang Yue lost patience with Sun Chengfeng. She was getting a little impatient, and Zhou Ji couldn't help but chuckle at how quickly she changed her expression.
The man casually offered her a helping hand: "Auntie."
His tone was indifferent, and he didn't seem to intend to call her "Mom."
Zhou Ji's voice was low and deep: "I still have things to do at my company."
The low air pressure and the invisible sense of oppression made people feel uncomfortable.
Sun Chengfeng felt uncomfortable being stared at by him. She had already eaten lunch. After a few seconds, she gave an awkward laugh and pretended to look at her phone: "It's getting late, I have to go to work at the factory."
Jiang Yue yawned, perhaps wanting to play her part convincingly. Like a cunning fox, she smiled at the other person and said, "I'll have the driver take you to the factory."
Upon hearing this, Sun Chengfeng became even more smug and confident!
Jiang Yue is still the same Jiang Yue.
Isn't he just trying to please her again?
No sooner had Sun Chengfeng left than Jiang Yue turned to look at Zhou Ji and readily ordered him, "Help me pick up the tissues from the trash can."
She magically pulled a plastic resealable bag from her bag, gestured with her chin, and continued, "Then put it in."
She herself doesn't like to rummage through the trash cans.
It's better to leave this to Zhou Ji.
Zhou Ji stared at her intently, his fingers tapping lazily on the table twice, knowing full well what she meant when he asked, "When did Mrs. Zhou develop a hobby of collecting trash?"
Knowing perfectly well what she wanted to do, he still tried to probe her indirectly.
The man suddenly leaned closer to her, his fingertips lightly tracing her rosy lips, his expression calm: "You asked someone for help, and you don't even offer any reward? Mrs. Zhou."
Jiang Yue thought for a moment, and after three seconds, she looked at him and called him for the first time in her life: "Husband".
"help me."
If Zhou Ji doesn't help her, she'll soon be looking for a new husband.
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