Lu Jin watched as his mother struggled on the surface of the sea for a few moments before finally sinking. His face was instantly filled with grief.
He rushed towards the sea, crying out as he ran, "Mother! Mother! Don't die! I'm coming to save you!"
All eyes were on him. Even Constable Zhang couldn't help but sigh, thinking that although the boy wasn't much of a good person usually, he was still quite filial to his mother.
But just as Lu Jin ran to the water's edge, preparing to jump in, he suddenly stopped.
The icy seawater lapped against his ankles, bringing a chilling sensation.
He looked at the unfathomable, churning sea, his eyes still filled with "utter grief."
A fleeting moment of hesitation and timidity crossed his mind.
Jump down?
That's a vast ocean that can sweep a person away in an instant! He's not a good swimmer to begin with, and if he goes down there, he might just be throwing his life away!
A selfish thought began to frantically grow in his mind: Mother is dead, actually... it's not so bad.
Her existence is a disgrace, a laughingstock of the Lu family, and a burden on his path forward.
Now that she's dead, isn't it all over? He can finally move forward with a lighter burden.
They could even blame their mother's death on Shen Qingtang and that man surnamed Shen to gain more sympathy!
Thinking of this, Lu Jin's "grief" deepened, and his cries became even more heart-wrenching. He even lunged forward, as if he were really going to jump, but at the last moment, his second and third uncles, who had rushed over, grabbed him tightly.
"Child! Don't be impulsive! Your mother is already gone! You can't let anything else happen to you!" Uncle Lu hugged his waist and urged him loudly.
Lu Jin collapsed into their arms, sobbing uncontrollably, "Second Uncle! Third Uncle! My mother is gone! I have no mother! It's all Shen Qingtang's fault! It's all that Shen! They killed my mother!"
While crying, he secretly observed the expressions of his second and third uncles out of the corner of his eye.
Uncle Lu the Second and Uncle Lu the Third exchanged a glance, both seeing helplessness and disdain in each other's eyes.
They knew their nephew too well. He had been selfish and self-centered since childhood, always thinking only of himself.
They saw it all clearly: that moment of hesitation when he reached the water's edge. He wasn't trying to save his mother at all; he was clearly putting on an act for everyone!
Uncle Lu patted his back, his tone complicated: "Alright, stop crying. The dead can't be brought back to life. Let's take care of your mother's funeral first."
Lu Jin sneered inwardly, but on the surface he cried even harder, looking like he was "deeply shocked and overwhelmed with grief".
Just then, Lin Peirou, who had been standing on the periphery of the crowd, walked over.
Her face held just the right amount of worry and sadness, her eyes were red, and her voice choked with sobs: "Cousin... don't be too sad... she... it's all my fault, I didn't keep a close eye on her just now..."
As she spoke, she reached out to comfort Lu Jin, but a hint of smugness lurked in her eyes.
With Lu's mother dead and Lu Jiaojiao's reputation ruined, the Lu family can only rely on Lu Jin.
If she could properly "comfort" Lu Jin, she might even be able to get some benefits from him.
Lu Jin shoved her hand away and said fiercely, "Don't touch me! My mother is dead, what are you pretending for!"
He was furious and had nowhere to vent his anger, so Lin Peirou bumped into him and became his punching bag.
Lin Peirou stumbled from his push and almost fell. She pouted, looking aggrieved.
Tears streamed down her face even more: "Cousin, I...I didn't mean to...I just wanted to comfort you..."
Those around looked on with disdain at the scene.
The farce involving the Lu family is truly endless, one act after another.
Shen Qingtang stood not far away, taking in everything. She watched Lu Jin's hypocritical performance.
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