Anle was taken aback when she saw Yang Shi return. "Aunt, why are you back? Where is Cousin Zhiyi?"
"She's still waiting for Madam Duan. Zhang Shi has suddenly gone mad and tried to commit suicide. She almost died."
"We'll leave once everyone wakes up. Lewa, you come with us first," Yang said, her eyes still filled with doubt, wondering why she had tried to take her own life.
Anle blinked, a little confused.
"Suicide by suicide? Who is it? Who is Zhang Shi?"
"It's that Zhang Lanhua, ah, it's Madam Duan, her surname is Zhang, the Zhang family is her."
Anle was surprised.
"Huh? There's this part too? Suicide? Why would he commit suicide?"
"Who knows? I'm wondering about it myself. She doesn't seem like the kind of person who would deliberately seek death."
Anle followed Yang to Zhang's courtyard. Once inside the hall, she sat quietly on a chair next to Qiao Zhiyi, keeping her eyes down.
In the tense atmosphere, after waiting for a quarter of an hour, the person inside seemed to wake up. Anle heard a man's voice coming from inside, but he couldn't make it out clearly.
Then came the woman's coughing.
It's easy to guess who was coughing.
Anle, who had been waiting impatiently, finally let out a sigh of relief; it seemed the person had woken up.
On the bed in the inner room, Zhang opened her eyes tremblingly. Before her was her son's face. She coughed a few times, covered the marks on her neck, and was stunned for a few moments. She felt her throat was unusually dry and painful, and her neck was also very painful. Then she thought of something and burst into tears.
"You heartless bastard, I don't have a son like you. You've really left and never come back, abandoning your mother."
"Mother, have some water first." Duan Qi held down Zhang Shi, who was hitting him, poured her a glass of water, watched her drink it, and then lowered his eyes, looking sad.
"I never imagined that you would actually take your own life, Mother."
Suicide by suicide?!
What suicide attempt? That was an accident!
Zhang almost blurted it out, but swallowed it back immediately, her mind working quickly.
No!
It cannot be explained.
At this point, she had to take advantage of the situation.
We can't let all that suffering go to waste; we almost died.
She needs to use this to scare her son!
"Hmph, aren't you going to marry that girl Qiao? Go ahead, I won't stop you. But if you go again, I'll hang you with a white silk ribbon, and I'll make sure you have both a funeral and a wedding."
This time, Duan Qi didn't retort. Instead, he lowered his head and remained silent.
Even if the hell doesn't cause trouble here, Zhiyi will leave too.
If his mother hadn't stood there desperately trying to stop him, he really wouldn't have let Zhiyi go.
How could he possibly stand by and watch his mother die right under his nose? Because of what happened to him.
"You unfilial son, why don't you say something? What do you want to do? You decide for yourself. It's up to you whether I die or she marries into the family. You choose."
Zhang's forceful attitude pressured Duan Qi, whose Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he opened his mouth with a bitter smile.
"Mother, what can I do about it? So be it." With a sigh, Duan Qi stood up. His once strong face was now quite dejected, and he looked somewhat exhausted.
With a stern face, Zhang pressed her advantage, "What about the second daughter of the Cui family—"
"It's up to you. Do whatever you want." Duan Qi lowered his eyes and walked out dejectedly.
"My mother is awake. If you have anything to say to her, come inside and talk." Duan Qi didn't look directly at Qiao Zhiyi, a hint of guilt flashing in his eyes. He turned and walked out of the hall; he was too ashamed to face Zhiyi any longer.
He had made such a solemn promise before, vowing to marry her, but now he's breaking his promise and can't stand his mother's oppression and coercion.
This was the first time Anle had met Duan Qi. He seemed to have lost his soul, leaving absentmindedly with a look of disappointment on his face and a tired voice.
The man was more handsome than she had imagined, with a somewhat tough-guy image, bright eyes and a look somewhat similar to Yu Rong, except that Yu Rong looked more refined and lacked the aloofness in Yu Rong's eyes.
Wait, wait—
Why did she immediately think of that kid? Why did she compare him to that kid?
What... what's going on?!
She noticed that lately, that boy would keep popping into her mind.
Whatever we do or see, we can always bring it up to that kid.
Anle, you need to wake up to reality.
Shaking his head to dismiss Yu Rong, he looked up at the departing person, tilted his head slightly, and glanced at Qiao Zhiyi's reaction.
Contrary to her expectations of a young girl's lingering affection and reluctance, she simply sat there expressionless, seemingly smiling with a slight smile at the corners of her mouth, but her face lacked radiance and any genuine joy.
Then she stood up, glanced at Madam Yang, and said, "Mother, you wait outside. I'll go in and explain things to Madam Duan myself." Before Madam Yang could speak, she went straight to the inner room. Her eyes were no longer gentle as usual, and her delicate features showed a hint of determination.
Anle clicked her tongue in amazement. "Wow, he's completely like a different person."
She felt that something must have happened to cause her cousin Zhiyi to be so different now.
Her eyes flickered slightly, and she decided to ask Yu Rong privately later to find out what had happened to her cousin Zhiyi here, that she could change so much in just one day.
This change would not have been possible without a major mutation.
Inside the room, Qiao Zhiyi's eyes were filled with coldness as she stared directly at Zhang Shi. Zhang Shi shrank back guiltily, then raised her face again, pretending to be calm and nonchalant, as if the scheme she had just plotted against her had never happened.
"Zhiyi is here."
“Madam Duan, I know your Duan family cannot tolerate me. I have come here today to say goodbye. I will remember everything you have done for me.” Qiao Zhiyi could not help but speak coldly to Madam Duan when she thought about how she had almost been defiled.
Upon hearing this, Zhang's face stiffened, then she coughed awkwardly and turned her face away guiltily.
"Zhiyi, what are you saying? I don't understand what you're talking about." After saying that, he belatedly realized that Qiao Zhiyi had mentioned saying goodbye earlier, and his eyes lit up immediately.
"Zhiyi, are you leaving with your mother already?"
"Yes, it will no longer be a thorn in the side of your Duan family. Your Duan family can rest assured now."
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