Chapter 150 extended to five days
The ancient Chinese gate of the garden slowly closed once again.
The sound was like a thunderbolt, as if it had struck their hearts.
The group of people looked at each other, and they all saw shock and a hint of panic in each other's eyes.
The old lady actually let such a vulgar village girl replace their child to keep her company!
What does she mean by that?
"Could she be some rich girl?"
"No, I have absolutely no recollection of this!"
A girl beside him whispered a reminder, "...Dad, I know her. She recorded a live broadcast program and often trends on social media. She's quite popular online."
Everyone immediately took out their phones and searched using the keywords.
The first one that pops up.
#ServingTimeInJail#
Everyone: ...
"Has the old lady gone mad? She dug Jiang Liqing up from the mountains to be her housekeeper back then, and now she's dug up this village girl who's been detained?"
"What is she trying to do?!"
On the other side, Jiang Peng looked at the bodyguards and frowned: "So you also know this girl?"
The man in black at the head of the group nodded. "I know him."
"I just sent a flower basket to my sister the day before yesterday."
"younger sister?"
A blush rose on the bodyguard's dark face. "...I'm a fan of hers."
After saying that, he regained his usual seriousness and led the team away.
Jiang Peng: ...
"Jiang Peng, why are you still asking this!"
"What should we do? How does she really know the old lady?! What if she complains to the old lady later?!"
As he worried, his eyes unconsciously glared at the younger children beside him.
"Ethan! What nonsense are you spouting? Don't you know when to speak?"
The child immediately started crying again, "I'm worried you'll get a sore mouth, and you're still scolding me! Daddy, I hate you!"
The other one continued crying, "I hate my dad too!"
Tim, the only one left, looked up somewhat fearfully and met Jiang Peng's seemingly kind gaze, causing him to shudder involuntarily.
Soon, his gaze fell on the brick-red door.
...
As soon as Tu Yao entered through the door, she saw the old lady standing on the veranda.
Madam Jiang smiled and waved to her: "Young lady, you're still soft-hearted."
"Why didn't you tell me beforehand? I could have sent a car to pick you up."
Madam Jiang was thin and wore a custom-made cheongsam, making her look much smaller than the average elderly woman.
She stood there all alone on the opposite side.
The image of those children complaining suddenly flashed through Tu Yao's mind.
Her eyes flickered, she shook her head, and then smiled: "No need, I can come by myself. You can wait for me at home!"
Madam Jiang was slightly taken aback.
Halfway there, he casually asked, "What just happened? It sounded like a lot of noise outside."
You don't look very well.
Tu Yao avoided her gaze, shook her head, and said calmly, "I was just a little bored, and I scared a few kids to tears."
Madam Jiang gazed intently at her: "Is that all?"
Tu Yao nodded: "That's right."
"They are easily frightened; they cry as soon as they are scared."
Madam Jiang and the butler exchanged a glance.
Throughout the journey, Tu Yao did not speak on her own initiative, only occasionally responding to Madam Jiang.
Madam Jiang glanced over several times out of the corner of her eye, but never met her gaze.
This garden is modeled after the gardens of the Su family and is located in the suburbs. In addition, the old lady likes quiet, so usually only a few servants come and go.
Madam Jiang arranged a room next to hers.
After entering the room, the old lady suddenly turned around and asked:
"Won't it be too deserted? If you feel it's deserted, I'll call in some children around your age?"
"Or... those kids from just now?"
“They would have moved in around this time in previous years as well.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Tu Yao immediately shook her head and refused: "No need."
Madam Jiang asked with a smile, "Why? Wouldn't it be better to invite them in and make them your friends?"
Tu Yao pursed her lips, but she didn't want to make friends like that...
I don't want those kids to come in either.
Tu Yao couldn't help but look at the old lady in front of her.
Does she know that this is how her children see her behind her back...?
They feared her, yet craved the power in her hands.
So he cursed her and hoped that she would one day become weak.
This strong, proud old lady, who seemed to have everything, was actually "besieged on all sides" and isolated by all her relatives.
He only has one trustworthy butler by his side.
She could only hope that a stranger like her would come to keep her company.
Tu Yao withdrew her gaze, lowered her eyes, and said softly, "I don't feel lonely, and making friends isn't an easy thing."
"I already have many good friends, please don't let them in."
A stiff, fake family bond offers no comfort whatsoever, but rather becomes a burden.
Madam Jiang gazed at her intently, sighed, and gave up on trying to reason with her.
"Is there another reason why we don't want them to come?"
Tu Yao was taken aback.
"Or let me rephrase the question: What did you hear that would scare them to tears?"
Tu Yao couldn't help but look away.
Madam Jiang smiled and said, "Let me guess, this time, does it mean I stopped their dance classes, golf, or..."
"Complaining that I'm still alive?"
"Or perhaps both."
The butler's expression visibly darkened.
Tu Yao looked up instantly, frowning, "...You know all this."
Madam Jiang was still smiling.
Tu Yao looked at her smile and was speechless.
...It should have been expected long ago; how could such a wise old lady not know what these younger generations were thinking?
Madam Jiang did not miss the sudden surge of sadness and dejection in Tu Yao's eyes.
He couldn't help but sigh deeply: "Child, having such strong empathy will make things harder for you than for most people."
From the moment she walked in, she noticed that her mood was off.
Having dominated the business world for decades, Madam Jiang was more perceptive than others, and naturally understood her sensitivity and felt a pang of sympathy for her.
I feel heartache and pity, yet there's nothing I can do.
Feeling that I couldn't help her, I subconsciously avoided her gaze.
She didn't want to see the child she liked suffer because of her.
So he stepped forward and gently patted her hand: "I don't care about these things anymore."
Tu Yao said softly, "Did you ever care about that before?"
Madam Jiang was speechless.
After a while, the old lady's eyes flickered slightly.
"...If you're like this, I really don't want to let you go back."
Tu Yao shook her head. "That won't work. I only have five days to spend with you."
"...That was originally planned for a few days."
Tu Yao silently extended two fingers.
Madam Jiang laughed.
But because they felt sorry for the old lady, they extended the stay to five days.
Madam Jiang turned her back, and after eighteen years, her eyes reddened once again.
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