Chapter 84: Jinjiang First Launch

"It's me... It's all my fault..." Healthy Mother murmured, "So, the kiss marks on his body were also left by me?"

"Yes," Bai Mian said, "The kiss marks on his body were left by your other personality. Although the personality has changed, that person is still you, so she also has love for your husband."

"As for the nail polish, it was also worn by your second personality. When you went to send your child off, you saw the nail polish on Lu Xiaomang's hands and liked it very much. You remembered it unconsciously, so your second personality also subconsciously chose this nail polish. The nail polish is of poor quality and easy to fall off. One of the nail polish pieces fell into your husband's pocket, which caused the misunderstanding."

"In short, you are the mistress you are looking for."

The healthy mother was stunned, unable to accept the truth: "The mistress is me? If so, I really wronged my husband. But, I am actually a mental patient, how is this possible?"

Lame Brother spoke up for Lu Xiaomang again: "Hey, don't worry about your husband for now. You should apologize to Lu Xiaomang the most. You have been stigmatizing her for so long, and what happened? You bought the same product yourself! Look at how Lu Xiaomang has been implicated by your family affairs. Don't you feel guilty?"

Healthy Mom finally stopped being stubborn. She turned around and bowed to Lu Xiaomang sincerely: "I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, I misunderstood you. It's all my fault. I will definitely compensate you. I want to give you some compensation for mental damages. Do you think 50,000 is enough?"

Lu Xiaomang was frantically combing her hair. "Forget it, forget it. I don't want the money. Just don't bother me again. I was at work today and you pulled me out so suddenly. The school will probably record me as absent. It's so unlucky. Look, you just pulled my hair into a tangled knot and now I can't comb it out!"

Healthy Mother bowed several times again and said, "I am really sorry. You are a responsible and good teacher. I have caused you so much trouble today. I will definitely transfer the money to your card. Please do not refuse."

Lu Xiaomang shook his head, wanting to cry but unable to, "No, if I accept this money, it will be considered as a gift. You don't have to give me anything. This is retribution for my wrong choice of profession."

Healthy Mom stared at Lu Xiaomang in a daze, her eyes full of envy: "Don't say such pessimistic words. Maybe you think it's hard to start working, but I envy you. You haven't entered into marriage yet, and you don't know what you are about to face. I bought the same manicure as you, not only because it looks good, but also because I envy your youthful vigor."

"I once had this kind of vitality. Before I got married, I was an unknown little painter who made a living by painting. Although life was hard, I was full of expectations for the future. I hoped to have many fans and hold my own art exhibition. But everything changed because of his arrival."

"When we first got together, the father of my child promised me that he would treat me better, let me have an independent studio, buy me the best painting supplies, and always support my dreams. I believed him, and we got married soon. I thought life after marriage would not change much, but I didn't expect that I would be pregnant after only two months."

"After giving birth to Jiankang, I was so busy every day that I didn't even have time to sleep, and I even forgot about painting. Perhaps, the real me died before entering the delivery room, and the one who came out was just the healthy mother. The gap is so big, no wonder I suffer from split personality."

At this point, tears welled up in her eyes: "The promises he made before marriage disappeared like the wind. After I had a child, I never painted again. I put all my painting tools and paper in a big box. Later, my family thought it was a hassle, so they put it in the basement. I'm afraid the paper has gotten damp..."

"Healthy Mom—"

Lu Xiaomang wanted to comfort her, but she interrupted him as soon as he opened his mouth:

"I'm not called Healthy Mom, I have my own name, my name is Li Moyun!"

"Li Moyun, this name is quite beautiful. Unfortunately, many women lose their names after giving birth and become XX mother," lame brother sighed, "I am afraid that Wu Mei mother is the same. Come to think of it, you are actually quite similar to her, don't you think? You both get hysterical over the little things about your children. In the eyes of an outsider like me, you are both quite scary."

This time, Li Moyun was not angry about what Lame Brother said. She squatted beside Jiankang with a rare tenderness in her eyes. She touched the child's face and said, "Baby, is mommy really scary?"

With tears in his eyes, Jiankang nodded hesitantly: "Mom, actually I have wanted to tell you for a long time. You are really scary sometimes. You don't even recognize me and you have a bad temper. It's like you are a different person. But, but Dad won't let me say it! Wuwuwu..."

Li Moyun held the child in her arms and patted the child's head gently: "Don't worry, dear, mom will go for treatment and it won't happen again in the future."

She made up her mind, stood up and said to Bai Mian: "Master, thank you for waking me up today. If it weren't for you, I would still be in the dark. Now that I know I'm sick, I will actively seek treatment. I've decided to be hospitalized!"

"That's good. I hope you can get well soon, so you won't have to bother me again," Lu Xiaomang let out a long sigh. "When your husband came to visit me at my house, he said he was giving you medicine. He would secretly put the medicine in your food every time, but it didn't seem to work. He also said that he didn't let us tell you the truth in order to avoid irritating you and aggravating your condition."

Lame Brother was somewhat moved: "It seems that he is really a good man. He didn't leave his wife even though she was mentally ill. He even went to apologize to everyone in person. Unlike Wu Mei's father, he ran away as soon as the incident happened!"

Bai Mian sneered: "Is the standard of a good man so low? In my opinion, her husband is far from being a good man. At best, he is just an ordinary man."

Lame Brother retorted: "He has put down his dignity and apologized to people door to door. Isn't he a good man?"

Bai Mian shook his head: "It's just a histrionic personality. All his actions are just to create his own affectionate persona. As for his wife's health, he doesn't care at all. If he cared, he wouldn't have kept her from going to the hospital for so long."

After all, Lame Brother was a man, so he instinctively spoke up for the man: "Although he didn't go to the hospital, wasn't he giving his wife medicine?"

Bai Mian raised his lips and said, "Taking medicine is just his one-sided excuse. In fact, he didn't give Li Moyun any medicine. He has been letting Li Moyun's condition worsen. Only in this way can he lock her firmly in the family and by his side. If Li Moyun is really cured and sees the truth of the marriage, she will definitely leave him. This is what this man doesn't want to see the most."

Lame Brother was slapped in the face and was so shocked that he couldn't speak: "Not taking medicine, isn't this delaying things? Just delaying like this, a minor illness has been delayed into a major illness. This man is simply murdering people..."

"This is not the first time he has tried to murder her," Bai Mian said, looking at Li Moyun. "He knew that his wife was a woman with dreams, but he still made her pregnant early, trapped her in the family, and interrupted her dreams. This was a spiritual destruction to her."

"Why?" Li Moyun was confused. "Before we got married, I told him that I wanted to focus on painting. He knew that. He said he liked me the way I am. But why did he change after we got married?"

Bai Mian waved a fan: "Before marriage, he wanted an artistic girl to fall in love with. After marriage, he wanted a nanny. In his eyes, you are just a tool, like a piece of plasticine. You have to become what he needs. He doesn't care about the real you, he just enjoys the fun of taming you. This is the voice of most men in marriage."

Lame Brother had to admit: "Indeed, I take back what I said just now, this man is really despicable!"

Li Moyun's face turned paler and paler as she listened to Bai Mian's words. Memories flashed before her eyes. She finally began to re-evaluate the man beside her: "I gave birth to a child for him and gave up my dream, but he pushed me into the fire pit. I... who did I marry?"

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but there is always shore to be found when you turn back." Lame Brother said in a profound tone.

Li Moyun calmed himself down, sat on the chair and thought for a moment, then looked up and said to Bai Mian: "Master, I have figured it out. I will not be defeated. The lost years are like a setback in my life. I will pick up my paintbrush again to fulfill my dream!"

Lame Brother encouraged: "Keep going, I hope to see your art exhibition one day! Of course, the most important thing is to cure your disease first."

At this time, Li Moyun received a call from the police. The police had arrested Wu Mei's mother and she confessed everything. As the parent of the victim, Li Moyun also needed to go to the police station to handle relevant procedures.

After hanging up the phone, Li Moyun said to Lame Brother: "Don't worry, I will go to the hospital after I finish dealing with this matter. I want to find my old self again."

Li Moyun paid the medical fee and bowed to Lu Xiaomang again to apologize. Then she hurriedly said goodbye to Bai Mian and prepared to leave with the child. The moment she turned around, Bai Mian reminded her:

"Some things should be discarded, and it is time to ruthlessly discard them. If you continue to do so, you will suffer the consequences."

Li Moyun paused, then she said "I understand", and disappeared out the door with the child.

Lame Brother understood what Bai Mian meant: "You can't bear to tell her to divorce in front of the child."

Bai Mian nodded, looked at Li Moyun's back and said, "She is a smart person and will know what to do."

While consulting the patient, Lu Xiaomang used the horn comb in the store to comb her hair for a long time. Finally, she combed her messy hair. She sighed and said, "Oh, my arms are so tired."

Seeing her like this, Lame Brother couldn't help but give her some advice: "You are really suffering in this job, why don't you change your career while you are still young."

Lu Xiaomang shook his head: "Although it's painful, I can't bear to give up this job. There's nothing I can do. I love children from the bottom of my heart. This incident was all caused by a little red flower. It's my responsibility. If I had cared more about Wu Mei... It's over now. Wu Mei's mother was arrested and her father is missing. The survival of this child will become a problem in the future..."

Lame Brother patted her shoulder and said, "Don't blame yourself. This is their family tragedy and has nothing to do with you. Having a child is like opening a blind box. Who knows whether it will be a surprise or a shock?"

"Children, it's time to eat!"

When it was lunch time, bursts of aroma came from the kitchen, and Gao Jin's shout pulled everyone out of the gloomy atmosphere.

"It's already this late, let's stay for dinner, our boss lady's cooking is amazing!"

Lame Brother smiled at Lu Xiaomang and invited her to stay for lunch. Tired Lu Xiaomang was too lazy to move and so she agreed.

The crowd in the store left tactfully, and Bai Mian also paused the live broadcast. A few people walked to the table, and Gao Jin brought out the lunch. The staple food for lunch was red bean paste buns and cabbage and pork buns. The main course was braised pork spine, and the side dishes were fried small yellow croaker and cold spinach.

After everyone was seated, Gao Jin first picked up a red bean paste bun for Lu Xiaomang. Lu Xiaomang took a bite and found the red bean paste soft and creamy, with just the right sweetness and a faint scent of roses. One bite cured her of the irritability and sadness of the morning.