When I woke up in the morning, the room next to me was empty.
Xiang Jin stretched and yawned, then suddenly noticed a note on the bedside table. The note had a phone number written on it and was signed: Feng Jianian.
He... finally gave her his phone number.
She smiled slightly, saved the number in her phone, and prepared to get up and cook.
She ate leftovers again in the morning. After that, she studied the bicycle that had broken last time. She spent half an hour figuring it out and tinkering with it for most of the day before finally fixing it.
Then she rode her bicycle to town, found an internet cafe to submit her resume, bought some groceries and went home to cook dinner.
I waited for three days in a row, but the resumes I sent out disappeared without a trace, and I didn't receive a single reply.
While sleeping at night, Xiang Jin suddenly sat up in bed with a start.
By the way, she can ask Bai Ningshuang for help!
Bai Ningshuang was Xiang Jin's best friend from junior high, high school, and university. She went abroad to study during university, and the two lost contact after that. He didn't know if she had come back yet.
Aside from her, Xiang Jin had no one she trusted more.
Two seconds after the message was sent, a phone call came in. It was Bai Ningshuang's familiar loud voice on the other end: "Ah Jin, you're out of prison? That's fucking great!"
The two agreed to meet at a coffee shop in the city. Xiang Jin rode his old bicycle there, arriving at the agreed-upon coffee shop two hours later.
Upon seeing Xiang Jin, Bai Ningshuang first hugged her and cried bitterly. Then she thoroughly cursed Xiang Qi, Li Shuhui, and the entire Xiang family for eighteen generations. Half an hour later, she wiped her snot and tears and asked about Xiang Jin's recent situation.
"I just want to find a job right now, but I've sent out a lot of resumes and haven't received any replies," Xiang Jin wrote.
"No problem! I already updated your resume before you came. I checked it and sent it out if there were no problems." Bai Ningshuang turned the computer in front of her.
Xiang Jin glanced through it and fell silent.
She said, "Shuangshuang, I've been to prison, and I'm mute."
"So what? You're a genius girl from Huadu No. 1 High School. Wouldn't these design companies be vying for you?" That period of glory was simply unparalleled.
Xiang Jin shook her head: "I won't take it."
"Damn it, I'm going to beat up that bitch Xiang Qi! She ruined you like this, and then she stepped on your blood and flesh to go abroad for further studies!" Bai Ningshuang became angrier and angrier, almost unable to control her primal rage.
"Xiang Qi went abroad?" No wonder I didn't see her when I went to the Xiang family last time.
"Yes! Li Shuhui even went to America to see her; she left yesterday morning."
Bai Ningshuang scrolled through Xiang Qifa's WeChat Moments: "Thank you, Mom, for your love from afar. Love you, Mom." Below were two intimate photos of them together in the United States.
Xiang Jin smiled faintly. Sure enough, this was a true mother and daughter. She, as an adopted daughter, would never receive such treatment.
Wait a minute!
Since neither Li Shuhui nor Xiang Qi are there, could she go to Xiang Deming and ask him to take her to see her mother?
Just then, Xiang Jin's phone rang.
"Ah Jin, can you go back to the Xiang family now? I'd like you to meet Jiang Anqing." It was Xiang Deming on the other end of the phone.
Xiang Jin rushed back to the Xiang family in a great hurry.
The maid, Jingjing, led her to the study. Xiang Deming was sitting in the study, and a video was playing on the computer screen on his desk. The familiar figure in the video was none other than Jiang Anqing.
She was sweeping the floor in an old courtyard when someone seemed to pass by and greet her. She nodded and smiled, then looked up at the sky with a forlorn expression, as if she were thinking of something.
She had lost a lot of weight, her face was covered with wrinkles, and her back was somewhat hunched. She would rest after walking a few steps, and it seemed that she was not in good health.
Xiang Jin's eyes reddened, and she gestured as she asked, "Where...is she?"
Xiang Deming shook his head: "This video was sent over last night. I forwarded it when Shuhui wasn't looking, wanting to show it to you and put your mind at ease."
"Thump—" Xiang Jin knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly to Xiang Deming.
When Xiang Deming stepped forward to help her up, her forehead was red from kowtowing, her eyes were red, and her face was full of tears.
She gestured anxiously, but when she realized Xiang Deming couldn't understand, she quickly took out paper and pen and wrote: "Dad, I beg you to let her go! You made me marry Feng Jianian, and I did; you made me go to jail, and I did. Please, stop torturing her!"
Jiang Anqing in the video is so pitiful.
This made Xiang Jin feel even more guilty.
She was adopted by the Xiang family for her own sake; she came to the Xiang family for her own sake, but now she has ended up like this, and she, as her daughter, is powerless to help.
Xiang Deming sighed.
"Ah Jin, this matter still needs Shu Hui's approval. I don't have the energy to deal with it right now." In the past few days, several of Xiang's major projects have run into problems one after another. Either the capital chain has broken or the partners have run into trouble, which has made him very anxious and he still hasn't been able to resolve the issues.
He suspected that a competitor was sabotaging him, but after investigating for a long time, he found no trace of it.
In short, things are a bit difficult.
Xiang Deming took out a card from his pocket: "Ajin, you're getting married, and I haven't done anything to celebrate. Here's some money; take it and buy something."
Xiang Jin shook his head.
She doesn't want money; she wants to save her mother!
“Silly child, I know you want to save your mother, but you have to make sure you’re doing well first. I’ve wronged you all these years, and I… I’ve made mistakes too.” Xiang Deming hesitated, then stopped.
He shoved the card into Xiang Jin's hand. Just as Xiang Jin was about to return it, the study door was pushed open, and Li Shuhui stormed in.
"Smack—"
She slapped Xiang Jin across the face: "Well, you slut, you're just as slutty as your mother! Taking advantage of my absence, you actually set your sights on the Xiang family!"
"Shuhui, what nonsense are you talking about!" Xiang Deming stood in front of Xiang Jin.
"Nonsense? You think I don't know what you're thinking? Xiang Deming, if I remember correctly, Jiang Anqing was recruited into the Xiang family by you!" Li Shuhui was furious.
“She was just a servant,” Xiang Deming explained.
"A maid?" Li Shuhui sneered. "Then tell me, who does Xiang Jin look like? And do you want me to tell you who you still can't forget?"
Xiang Deming took a deep breath: "That's all in the past, it has nothing to do with Ajin."
Li Shuhui sneered again.
It's unrelated, indeed unrelated, but Xiang Jin, that little bitch, looks just like Li Zhirou, especially her eyes. How could she not hate her, how could she not overthink it?
If she hadn't taken the initiative and drugged Xiang Deming's water back then, forcing him into a fait accompli, he might be with Li Zhirou now!
Then have another daughter, who looks like Xiang Jin...
Just thinking about it made her furious. She wanted nothing more than to dig that woman out of her grave and whip her corpse to vent her anger!
Watching the two arguing so fiercely, Xiang Jin silently placed the card on the table.
She wrote: "I will not take a single penny from the Xiang family, but I also ask the Xiang family to keep their promise and let me meet my mother, otherwise we will fight to the death!"
She slammed the note on the table, turned around, and left the Xiang family.
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