If Jiao Ziyu is truly ill, then seeing this information, perhaps she wouldn't ignore it.
But the problem is she's not sick; she just needs to be taught a lesson.
Mo Yan: [When? I'll take you to see it.]
We're going to the hospital, so why don't she take us?
Jiao Ziyu: [I don't need your kindness. Since you're all ignoring her, I'll take care of her. Hurry up and give me the money, stop talking nonsense.]
Don't forget, it's because of you that she has dissociative identity disorder. If it weren't for the divorce, none of this would have happened. You are the culprit who ruined your daughter.
And I am here to protect her. I love her more than any of you.
Mo Yan: [Hospital address, I don't trust you to go by yourself.]
For someone who wants to put everything in her space, Mo Yan wouldn't leave anything behind.
For this kind of unruly child, it's essential to teach her what reality is.
Jiao Ziyu: [She doesn't want to see you, so pay her up quickly.]
Mo Yan stopped replying; after all, it wasn't her who was in a hurry.
For someone who earns eight thousand yuan a month, what's not enough?
Many people don't even earn 8,000 yuan a month, okay?
Mo Yan went straight to the kitchen and looked again at the pot of soup that was too disgusting to look at.
She didn't have the courage to try it.
Poor Jiao Ziang, how did he end up with such a mother? Not only is she so controlling, but she also makes him eat such terrifying things every day.
What a wonderful child! It must take incredible resilience for him not to go crazy.
Just then, the door opened.
Jiao Ziang walked in.
Wearing a school uniform and carrying a black backpack, the first thing I do when I get back is put down my backpack and wash my hands.
Without saying a word, he came to the dining table, ready to eat.
"Well, Jiao Ziyu sent me a message today that made me really angry. So the food I made got burnt."
Jiao Zi'ang: "???"
Jiao Ziang looked at his mother with some confusion, so what was the key point?
Did he eat something burnt today?
"I've been thinking about it, and if it gets burnt, it'll cause diarrhea, which will affect your studies. So, after weighing the options, let's go out to eat."
Mo Yan thought about it and realized that the reason was actually acceptable.
Jiao Zi'ang: "???"
Are you no longer worried about gutter oil when eating out?
Aren't you afraid of being unhealthy?
Actually, he always felt that the fact that he didn't get food poisoning from eating home-cooked meals meant that his stomach was still in good condition.
As for Jiao Ziyu...
Jiao Ziang wanted to say something many times, but in the end he said nothing.
Because nothing he says will work, his mother won't listen, and will only think he's making excuses.
Excuses for not wanting to study, excuses for disobeying.
So, I'll just leave it at that.
"What kind of look is that? Fine, I'll tell you the truth. I took a bite, and then I spat it out."
The original owner of this body had never tasted it before, because she thought that something so nourishing should naturally be given to her son.
Just like those bags and bags of walnuts over there, Jiao Ziang would have a big bowl of them smashed every day and had to eat them; he absolutely had to.
Because she thought it would help her brain.
If you say she didn't love Jiao Ziang, she gave him everything she thought was nourishing, like ginseng, bird's nest, and shark fin.
Because she wanted to give everything to her child.
But you must say you love me.
That really controlled her son like a puppet on a string, not allowing him to have even the slightest thought of his own.
Actually, it wasn't just Jiao Ziyu who was sick; the original owner of this body was also sick.
She just didn't face the problem squarely.
Jiao Zi'ang: "..."
"Actually, it's not that bad." After vomiting it up a few times, I got used to it.
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