"I know I’ve worked hard for him all these years, and I no longer look as vibrant as I did when I was young, but I never thought he’d be so heartless! Now, does he care if I live or die? I’ve been begging him for a long ti to send to a big hospital for re-examination, but he insists all the money is already invested, and he’s in a pinch, asking to understand!"
Chen Kaijin couldn’t help but curse at Deng Qingjiang again.
As she cursed, she grabbed a cup of water from the table and fiercely splashed it towards the hospital bed by the door.
"Look at what kind of lousy place I’m living in now! Any Tom, Dick, or Harry can move in! People with scabs on their heads, marrying wives whose feet stink to the high heavens, and they insist on taking off their shoes to sleep! Are you trying to disgust to death? Are you trying to suffocate ?"
Chiang Xiao didn’t expect Chen Kaijin to act like a madwoman, randomly taking her anger out on others.
The man sleeping on the adjacent bed wasn’t hit, as there was still so distance, but even so, he was startled and coughed abruptly.
The woman sleeping on the floor got up, soothing his breath while apologetically and aggrievedly saying to Chen Kaijin, "Sister, there’s nothing we can do. If I don’t take off my shoes, it’ll dirty the quilt..."
"Bah! Who’s your sister?" Chen Kaijin cursed, "Looking at you, you’re almost fifty calling sister? That quilt of yours, who knows how dirty it is! And you’re afraid of dirtying it?"
Chiang Xiao didn’t want to listen to her rant at these people any longer, so she interjected, "Do you know who Deng Qingjiang went to et in D State for business?"
Chen Kaijin said, "Would he ever tell ? Chiang Xiao, you have to help transfer hospitals, I really don’t want to stay here. After all, I’m your aunt, and aren’t you at odds with Ye Wanqing? I’ll help you deal with her in the future!"
Chiang Xiao couldn’t help but chuckle.
Does she need Chen Kaijin’s help to deal with Ye Wanqing?
Today’s Ye Wanqing is no longer the sa Ye Wanqing who grew smoothly in her past life, in this life, before Ye Wanqing could even grow, she had already stepped on her.
And Deng Qingjiang is no longer the Deng Qingjiang of the past either.
Looking back now, wasn’t the reason Deng Qingjiang could smoothly rise to that wealth and splendor was because he climbed on her shoulders?
Or was it because he borrowed her paintings?
So, in this life, without her paintings as leverage, Deng Qingjiang’s developnt is extrely slow.
She can foresee, in the future, he will encounter many obstacles. Without her magical paintings acting as a stepping stone, that old man might not value or employ him greatly.
Even if in the end, they still cannot escape the trajectory of fate and get entangled together, it certainly won’t be like the last life.
If Deng Qingjiang develops well, she would trip him up anyway.
So, one misstep makes all the steps different.
Fate is still in her own hands.
If she wasn’t so stupid in her past life, even if she didn’t discover Space, relying on her Magic Brush and her painting skills, she could have still lived a splendid life.
Just not sure if she would still cross paths with ng Xinian again.
Now, thinking back to how she had correspondence with ng Xinian in the past without eting him, Chiang Xiao finds the fate particularly intriguing.
Thinking of ng Xinian warms her heart.
"I don’t need you to help deal with Ye Wanqing." Chiang Xiao looked at Chen Kaijin, her eyes flickering.
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