Chapter 133: Not Helping Someone in Danger
Ning Jiao insisted that she had never killed anyone.
Jiang Ci smiled faintly: "People are really stubborn. I wonder if they can still be so stubborn after going to hell."
Ning Jiao's face turned even paler, and she bit her lips tightly without saying a word.
The little boy was worried about his mother and kept comforting her.
Unfortunately, Ning Jiao couldn't hear it.
Bai Chuan thought for a moment and handed her the small gourd. "There are cow's tears in it. Apply it on your eyes and you will be able to see your son."
Ning Jiao was shocked. "Cow tears?"
There was a flash of fear in the depths of her eyes.
Bai Chuan was totally unaware and kept saying, "Yeah, you feel sorry for your son, don't you? Look at him, he keeps talking to you. My poor son, my heart is almost softened."
He simply stuffed the small gourd into her hand.
Ning Jiao tightly gripped the small gourd until her knuckles turned white, but she hesitated to wipe it off until she accidentally glanced at Jiang Ci's face.
Jiang Ci was staring at her with a playful look, as if mocking her for being guilty and not daring to face her son.
Ning Jiao gritted her teeth and applied it anyway.
A translucent shadow gradually appeared in front of the empty space.
"Xiaobao?!"
After seeing the child's facial features clearly, Ning Jiao's face suddenly changed and she fell back in panic.
"Mom... don't be afraid, Xiaobao will help you fight off the bad guys!" The little ghost thought that Jiang Ci was bullying his mother, and without hesitation, he used his small body to block Ning Jiao, clenched his fists in a defensive posture, and stared at Jiang Ci with a sinister look.
Ning Jiao stared blankly at the small figure standing in front of her, her eyes gradually turning red.
Jiang Ci sighed and said, "This child has a good appearance. If he survives, he will definitely shine in the academic world and live a long life. He is a blessed child."
"What..." Ning Jiao's heart ached, "Does he really have such a bright future?"
"Your son has handsome features, a square forehead, and is an excellent student. He will have a high level of education. If he chooses to pursue scientific research, he will definitely be a scientific research expert who can make great contributions to the country. If he studies medicine, he will be a top medical figure."
With every word Jiang Ci spoke, Ning Jiao's face turned paler.
After hearing the last part, she felt as if she had fallen into an icy cave and her face looked extremely ugly.
The little ghost quickly comforted her, "Mom, Xiaobao will never leave you, Xiaobao, you must protect mom!"
"Xiaobao, Xiaobao, I'm sorry...it's mom who's sorry for you!" Ning Jiao finally couldn't hold it in anymore and burst into tears.
Bai Chuan lowered his voice and asked Jiang Ci, "If Xiaobao were alive, would he really be so powerful?"
Jiang Ci said calmly: "It's not that exaggerated, but he is definitely a potential academic genius."
Bai Chuan: "..."
Okay, he understood. Master Jiang was exaggerating on purpose to make Ning Jiao regret it.
"Ning Jiao, why did you drown Xiaobao!" Jiang Ci suddenly asked while she was crying out of breath.
Her voice was deafening and filled with heavy majesty.
Ning Jiao had no time to react, and blurted out subconsciously: "I didn't drown Xiaobao, I just watched him die without saving him!"
There was an obvious flash of desolation in the little ghost's eyes, but he quickly cheered up and comforted her with a smile: "That's right, mom didn't drown me, mom just didn't have time to save me, so I drowned... It's all my own fault, I didn't listen..."
"Your son is still defending you as a mother, but what about you? Are you really worthy of being his mother?"
Ning Jiao collapsed and said, "I didn't want to have a child out of wedlock, but his father refused to take responsibility. By the time I found out, I couldn't abort him, or I would have died!"
"I was forced to give birth to my little baby and send him to live in the countryside..."
"I visit him every year, and the last time I went, I..."
Ning Jiao was a little speechless.
Looking at her son who was still defending her, scenes from a year ago flashed through her mind.
One summer vacation ago, she went to the countryside with a purpose...but she didn't expect to see Xiaobao squatting by the river playing in the water on the road. She called him, but because the child was too excited, he accidentally fell into the river.
She just stood there and watched her son struggle desperately, calling for help, and finally sinking into the river bit by bit...
At that moment, she ran away without looking back, with only one thought in her mind.
If Xiaobao died, no one would be able to dig up this dark history, because there is no evidence...
At this moment, the image of Xiaobao shouting for help with a terrified face kept echoing in Ning Jiao's mind.
"If you don't want to say it, I'll go on for you." Jiang Ci quickly figured out, "You entered the entertainment industry a year ago. As a public figure, you had better not have any stains on you. In order to gain a foothold in the entertainment industry, you thought of the child you fostered in the countryside. In order to completely cut off the dark history of having a child out of wedlock, you went to the countryside to send the child away."
"You accidentally witnessed your son drowning, but did nothing to save him."
Ning Jiao's eyes were red as she cried out, "I can't swim, so just because I didn't help, can it be considered that I killed my child?"
"Because you are holding the belief that your son must die." Jiang Ci said in a very calm tone, "So, you are entangled with blood debts, which are the blood of your own son who is connected to you by blood."
Ning Jiao shook her head in panic: "No, I didn't kill Xiaobao myself, he drowned...it has nothing to do with me!"
A year ago, she was chosen to play in a large-scale costume drama. Her agent told her that the characters in the drama were good and it might become a small hit when it was aired next year. She was asked to pay attention to her image and deal with her dark history well, and never let it be dug up by others.
So, at that time, she thought of sending this son born out of wedlock away completely so that he would never affect her career again.
She saw Xiaobao fall into the water with her own eyes but did not rescue him.
"People go up, water flows down. What's wrong with me wanting to stand out?"
Baichuan was stunned. He didn't expect that she had such a vicious heart under her gentle and beautiful face.
"I just thought Master Jiang had misunderstood you. It turns out you really wanted to kill your son!"
"Ning Jiao, that's your son who you carried for ten months and gave birth to with great difficulty! How could you bear to watch him die in front of you?"
Ning Jiao sneered with red eyes: "If I had a choice, I would never have given birth to him! I have never taken care of him since he was born, and I have no feelings for him at all!"
The little ghost's pale face turned even paler, and cold water stains appeared on his body.
"Mom... don't you like me?"
Listening to the pitiful voice of the little ghost, Bai Chuan could not bear to scold Ning Jiao, "Your son is willing to do some shameful things for you to please you, and even increase your luck. You can't find such a well-behaved and sensible son even with a lantern!"
"It is really unfortunate for this child to have a heartless and double-crossing mother like you!"
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