"Feng’er, how can you speak to Mom like that? When have I ever chased her off? She left on her own. Could you please not bla everything on Mom, okay? Mom is also very wronged." Her tone and expression made her seem as though she was the one most aggrieved.
"Enough, stop putting on a show in front of ," Ye Feng said coldly, "I’ve watched it for eight years, and I’ve had enough."
As he finished speaking, he yanked out the IV line and threw off the blanket, intending to get out of bed, but Lady Ye quickly supported him: "Feng’er, what are you doing? The doctor said you should rest well; you can’t just run around."
"Get out of my way." Ye Feng pushed her away, and Lady Ye, caught off-guard, stumbled and fell to the ground, wincing and crying out in pain.
Ye Feng’s outstretched foot retracted, and he turned his head away, his thin lips pressed tightly together.
"Feng’er, how can you treat Mom like this? You’ve broken my heart and disappointed so much," Lady Ye struggled to her feet, her heart filled with sorrow and injustice. Her own son she raised was treating her like this, all for that shaless wretch; now she absolutely loathed Ning Zijin from the bottom of her heart.
Not only had Ning Zijin stolen her son, but she had also confused his mind, turning a perfectly fine person into what he was now. It was all Ning Zijin’s fault.
Ye Feng couldn’t care less to look at her. He had seen through this mother of his a long ti ago and had no hope left, so he turned and walked away.
"I’m going to find Jinjin. If I can’t find her, I will never set foot in this house again for as long as I live."
"You stop right there," Lady Ye scread with all her might, not caring about her image anymore.
Ye Feng paused in his steps.
Lady Ye ran up to him and stood in his way, raising her hand and landing a harsh slap across his face, shouting fiercely, "To say such irresponsible things for a woman, is this the good son I raised?"
Ye Feng took a deep breath and looked coldly at the woman before him: "If I give up on Jinjin, then I truly would be the most irresponsible man."
Suddenly he knelt down with a "thud": "Mom, your son is unfilial and has failed to et your and Dad’s expectations, but without Jinjin, I simply couldn’t carry on. Please forgive my unfilial conduct." After he finished, he kowtowed thrice, each strike resounding loudly, making Lady Ye’s heart tremble.
She stumbled backward in disbelief: "You... you...."
"If Jinjin can’t have children, then I won’t have children. I will go for a vasectomy. Don’t waste your efforts on anymore. If you want to continue the lineage, there’s still Xiaoxiao..."
With that, he stood up and walked away without looking back.
Lady Ye desperately chased after him: "Stop, you stop right there, Ye Feng, if you dare to step out of the hospital door, I’ll jump off from here right now." In desperation, Lady Ye could only resort to this strategy.
Ye Feng’s steps paused, but the next mont, he continued walking resolutely, his figure quickly disappearing from sight.
He was all too aware of his mother’s true nature; she was just trying to scare him and wouldn’t really jump.
"Oh, the sins I’ve born, what on earth did I give birth to," Lady Ye cried.
"Ning Zijin—," she hissed through clenched teeth, this wretch had bewitched her fine son, and she vowed never to let her off.
What Lady Ye didn’t know was that Ye Feng had long known about his illness. He had had a seizure once in junior high school and had looked it up covertly on the internet, discovering it was epilepsy. He had calmly accepted it, and since then, he had tried his best to control his temper. Sotis, even though he seed angry on the surface, he was actually very calm inside.
It was just as well not to have children. Otherwise, if his disease was passed on to a child, it would be a curse.
He still needed to find Jinjin; how could he possibly allow himself to have a seizure? His mind was extrely clear and calm at the mont.
She must have returned to Jiangzhou, he needed to go to Jiangzhou, to find her in person, to take her away, and leave this place...
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"Wow, Miss Ji is even more beautiful in person than in photos," said Xiang Sheng, a man in his forties, not tall, but very thin, with spirited short hair, a neat suit, and a pair of gold-rimd glasses that made him look like a university professor, smiling warmly.
"Thank you," the girl smiled faintly, indeed an embodint of grace and modesty.
"It’s a sha not to beco an actress with such a god-given presence," sighed Xiang Sheng, who didn’t cut to the chase right away. Instead, he made small talk according to each guest’s characteristics, enlivening the atmosphere and easing their nervousness.
Yun Ya shook her head with a smile: "I don’t like living under the spotlight. It’s nice to be an ordinary person, to enjoy the sunshine and the rain, the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers. Life is simpler, and happier. Everyone has their pursuits, and mine is just to live simply."
To so, in this restless society, the pursuit of money, power, and desire had long made people forget their original intentions. They chase endlessly, until death, without knowing the aning of their lives.
Yet this girl, her wish was rely to live, which sounds simple, but is difficult beyond many people’s understanding.
From birth to death, all that one experiences is just to live, a very simple truth that few can truly grasp.
Xiang Sheng looked deeply at the girl before him; it was rare for a sixteen-year-old girl, at the pri of her youth, to comprehend such a concept. Remarkable indeed!
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