Liao Xiuqin waited for several days but was unable to get through to her daughter on the phone.
In the past few days, relatives have been calling to inquire about Shi Miao and Zhao Anyun. Liao Xiuqin couldn't answer them at all, feeling embarrassed. So, on Monday afternoon, she couldn't sit still and went directly to Zhao Anyun's school.
She recalled what her daughter's major was...media or history?
When filling out their college application, they had asked An Jun to choose finance or accounting, hoping it would help her find a job after graduation. But An Jun ignored their advice and chose her preferred major. They were furious, so they didn't send her to school when the semester started. They also reduced their planned monthly living allowance of 1,500 yuan to 600 yuan.
After she went to college, she rarely talked about school every time she went home.
When Liao Xiuqin arrived at the school gate, she was embarrassed to find that she had no idea where to find her daughter. The school was so large, with so many students, and if she searched like a headless chicken, she might not be able to find her even after a week.
After realizing this, Liao Xiuqin's face darkened even further. What sin had she committed to give birth to such a cold-blooded daughter? Even towards her biological parents who raised her, they showed no affection at all. When they grew old, they would be even less likely to rely on her. She had even injured herself for her. All these years, she was the only uncaring daughter she had.
Ji Tongwen's obedient face appeared in her mind, and Liao Xiuqin's expression relaxed a little.
Fortunately, she now had a daughter like Wenwen. Although Wenwen was not her biological daughter, she was much more filial than Anyun, worrying about whether she was eating and sleeping well every day. Furthermore, since her parents were no longer around, if she was raised well, she would be no different from a biological child. And when this news got out, all their friends and family praised the couple for their kindness and generosity.
Liao Xiuqin wandered around the campus, her legs sore from walking, but she still had no idea.
When the students finished their morning classes and started to emerge from the teaching building, she gritted her teeth and stopped a student. "Do you know which dormitory building Zhao Anyun lives in? Which class is she in? Where is her classroom?"
Liao Xiuqin had never been to college, so she naturally substituted high school for the classroom, assuming that university classrooms were also fixed.
In the past, if she had just asked anyone about Zhao Anyun, no one would have known. But now it was different. Once Shi Miao posted that photo, Zhao Anyun became famous in their school. The news that she was ostracized by her classmates even made it to the campus forums. Her major, her dormitory building, and all her personal information were dug out.
The student looked at Liao Xiuqin, thinking she was an outsider, and his expression became wary. "Who are you? What do you want to see her for?"
"I'm her mother. I came to the school to see her for something."
Zhuo Yujia's voice unconsciously rose, "You are her mother? Are you kidding?"
"What mother wouldn't even know her daughter's major and where her dorm is?"
The more Zhuo Yujia thought about it, the more she felt that the middle-aged woman in front of her was suspicious of her identity. She must be trying to impersonate Zhao Anyun's mother and trick her out of her dormitory. They were university students, but they weren't that easy to fool!
Zhuo Yujia, who had a strong sense of justice, raised her voice, "Someone, come here! There's a kidnapper over here!"
Liao Xiuqin's expression changed instantly. She just told the truth, so why was she treated as a liar?
"I am really her mother. I am not a liar. Let me show you my ID card." She was so anxious that she didn't expect that her family information could not be seen on the ID card, and it was impossible for her to take her household registration book with her when she went out.
Zhuo Yujia didn't believe it and shouted at the top of her voice. Other students with a strong sense of justice also rushed over and surrounded Liao Xiuqin. Some of them even took out their mobile phones to call the police.
Liao Xiuqin had never lost face like this in her life. She was so angry that her face turned the color of liver. If that damn girl An Jun hadn't refused to answer her call, would she have been mistaken for a liar?
Because several students called to report the case, the police arrived quickly and took Liao Xiuqin away.
Liao Xiuqin felt extremely aggrieved. "I'm really not a liar. I went there to look for my daughter."
She took out her ID card, and the police checked the background and found that they were indeed mother and daughter, biological children.
The short-haired policewoman glanced at Liao Xiuqin with a subtle look and said to the kind-hearted university students, "She is not a trafficker. She is indeed Zhao Anyun's mother."
Zhuo Yujia blurted out, "That's impossible! She doesn't even know her daughter's major or dormitory building!"
"Isn't she really a stepmother?"
Liao Xiuqin's face turned pale. "She didn't tell us. When we were applying for the university, she refused to listen to us."
"So you as parents don't care about her at all?" Zhuo Yujia couldn't help but feel sympathy for Zhao Anyun. She had such a weird classmate and also met such a mother.
Liao Xiuqin opened her mouth, as if to defend herself, "We worked so hard to raise her, how could we have the energy to remember all those things?"
Seeing her expression, the other college students guessed what she was thinking and couldn't help but roll their eyes at her. What? Just because Zhao Anyun didn't starve to death, she should be grateful?
Liao Xiuqin was furious at their gazes and raised her voice. "She's never been close to us since she was little. She always has a deadpan look on her face and doesn't even know how to care about her own parents. So, do we have to put our warm faces on her cold butts?"
"We just had a fight a few days ago, and she refused to answer our calls. Is this how a daughter should be? I carried her for ten months, but I'd rather give birth to a barbecued pork."
Liao Xiuqin, who was misunderstood, lost her defense and started cursing.
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