Sun Lifang waited and waited, but she never expected this day to come so soon.
Wang Ran was very efficient; when he came to pick up Sun Lifang, they talked about Sister Hutu's eldest son—
That handsome boy who was thirteen or fourteen when he got divorced.
"Seeing him reminds me of my eldest son," Wang Ran said indignantly. "He's just as heartless."
Yes, Sister Hutu struggled her whole life, but neither of the two men she loved ever bought her affections.
Sun Lifang also saw the boy outside the ward.
The boy looked a lot like Chen Guiyi, but he was much thinner, so he had two crescent-shaped eyes when he smiled.
Unlike that scoundrel Chen Guiyi, whose eyes were squeezed shut by flesh, leaving only a slit.
This handsome and shy young man, perhaps someone had told him something, greeted Wang Ran and Sun Lifang as soon as he saw them.
"Hello, Auntie, my mom just fell asleep."
The boy was a perfect replica of Chen Guiyi; Sun Lifang couldn't see any trace of Chen Guiyi's genes on his face.
As a woman myself, the more I think about it, the angrier I get.
She underwent surgery to give birth to someone else's son, giving everything, yet the person didn't appreciate it.
When they arrived, Wang Ran said, "Sister Hutu's son goes to a high school nearby. Don't be fooled by his shyness and blushing when he speaks."
"His heart is with his stepmother."
stepmother?
Isn't that my cousin?
How could he possibly call her "Mom"?
However, Sun Lifang is not so excited now.
After Zhou Yunshi's advice, Sun Lifang only wanted to find out who was behind it all as soon as possible.
She is not God either.
Moreover, her body underwent significant changes after she entered June of her pregnancy.
I don't want to move; my body feels lazy.
During pregnancy, hormonal changes can cause thicker calves, chest pain, and an itchy belly.
I've also developed a few stretch marks.
Dragging her heavy body, Sun Lifang sat not far from the ward waiting.
I was chatting idly with Wang Ran when I felt drowsy.
Until a scream drew their attention—
"Isn't that Sister Confused?"
As he spoke, Wang Ran suddenly stood up.
Sun Lifang looked over.
Previously, Confused Sister was lying on the bed, and her face could not be seen clearly.
Now that she's barefoot on the ground, the woman's features are revealed.
Hutu Jie isn't ugly; she's tall and thin, with short hair, and looks very shrewd.
He was unkempt, with yellow toenails and thick nail plates that rubbed inwards.
My heels were rotten, like cracks in the Gobi Desert, patchy and uneven.
He was standing on the ground, struggling with a woman.
Perhaps because she was speaking in the local dialect, Sun Lifang couldn't understand what she was saying. She spoke very quickly and hit people while talking.
The sounds of "slap slap slap" were incessant, and the exertion even involved the use of feet.
"This is actually quite a fighting force," Sun Lifang said, looking at Wang Ran.
"That's interesting."
The young wife, being beaten unilaterally, cried softly, "Ziming, Ziming, save me."
She was calling out to her "stepson," the son of the muddle-headed woman.
The situation took a dramatic turn the next second.
Chen Ziming rushed in and stood in front of his stepmother, shouting, "Mom, let go of me!"
Because of the argument, a crowd had gathered nearby.
In this situation, how could Sister Hutu possibly listen to her son?
Pretending to let go, I then took advantage of the moment when the opponent was off guard, bent my five claws, and scratched it hard twice.
After the woman screamed, several bloody marks appeared on her face.
None of them are shallow.
It seems even she herself didn't expect that a woman who was "seriously ill" and on the verge of death could have such explosive power.
Since Sister Hutu wasn't at a disadvantage, Sun Lifang and the others decided to just stand by and watch.
But then, Chen Ziming's voice rang out.
The boy's voice was loud and clear. After saying this, he gave the confused girl a hard shove.
He said, "Mom, you may be shameless, but we still have our pride."
"Stop embarrassing yourself, okay?"
This time, it seemed as if the boy was speaking Mandarin so that others could hear him.
The voice was loud and clear, echoing throughout the entire hospital corridor.
Sun Lifang believed that everyone present heard those words.
She was no exception.
She just imagined it—
If this were my own son.
Wouldn't that make me want to vomit?
These words are just as damaging as stabbing a woman in the heart.
Confused Sister fell silent.
No one stood beside her, and she didn't care about the stares or whispers of those around her.
Barefoot, with the IV needle tape still on his hand.
Without uttering a sound, he walked back to the ward step by step.
Over here, Chen Ziming helped his stepmother to treat her wounds, his voice very gentle, "Does it hurt?"
"I'm sorry, my mom is a lunatic."
Sun Lifang stood to the side and heard everything clearly.
It felt like something had stabbed my heart.
Watching the farce come to an end, Sun Lifang shook her head at Wang Ran—
From a fair perspective, this is their family matter.
Outsiders have no right to interfere.
But Sun Lifang felt choked up.
She still remembered what Zhou Xinya had said before her surgery in her past life: "Forget it, I won't talk to you. You're like a madwoman, always making trouble for no reason."
No one knows how devastating those words can be to a mother.
She can forget about arguments with others very quickly.
But not one's own children.
She cared about them very much, so every word the children said touched her deeply.
"A madman, a madman tormented by love."
Sun Lifang muttered to herself.
They were all crazy people tormented by love, trapped in "family affection".
At the same time, Sun Lifang had already made a decision in her heart.
She wants to start her own business.
She wants to "attract investment".
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