Chiang Qing’s temporary residence; Chiang Tian had been sent by Lu Shufen to pick up Jiang Conghe. She and Chiang Qing had to stay at home, could not go anywhere, suffocated to the point of a headache.
Why?
The moment she stepped outside, people would gossip about them. Chiang Qing herself was reluctant to go out unless it was to wait for her husband to deal with that damn Qi Taiguo, Lu Shufen really wanted to return to Beijing immediately.
This wretched place, this poverty-ridden dump, these despicable people, she would never want to come here a second time in her life. This visit was nothing but a nightmare.
Lu Shufen looked towards her daughter, who was sitting by the window, both heartbroken and furious. Ever since that night when she blamed her for meddling, the child hadn’t said a single word to her.
Either sleeping or sitting by the window in a daze, stupid and foolish, not knowing what she was thinking about, like a wandering soul.
Watching her, Lu Shufen’s heart felt as if it were being sliced open, the pain immense.
"Qing..."
"Open the door, open the door." The door was pounded heavily.
Lu Shufen, still traumatized by Qi Taiguo’s beating, jumped up like a frightened bird at the unfriendly banging on the door.
"Chiang, open the door, I know you’re home!"
Outside, a woman’s voice demanded, and it terrified Lu Shufen; just by the tone, she knew the visitor meant trouble, and only a fool would open the door.
"Chiang, open the door, don’t hide there in silence. If you have the guts to steal a man, have the guts to open the door."
Chiang Qing got up and walked to the door.
"Qingqing, what are you going to do?" Lu Shufen exclaimed in shock, grabbing her quickly: "Don’t go, they are all shrews, surely it’s Cheng Su and her lot."
Indeed, it must be them looking for trouble again.
Cheng Su, Chiang Qing’s breath hitched and she said, "What are you afraid of, what am I afraid of? I’m not scared of her!"
Chiang Qing shook off her hand, went over and opened the door. She wasn’t afraid; if Cheng Su wanted an argument, then they would argue. She hadn’t pushed her; it was her own weakness that caused the miscarriage.
She was not to blame.
As soon as the door opened, Chiang Qing, who was standing by the door, was pushed aside.
Mother Cheng didn’t know who Chiang Qing was and didn’t dare to act rashly, but Mother Qi, who had seen Chiang Qing, recognized her instantly and slapped her square across the face.
"There you are, at home, you seductive Fox Spirit, shameless homewrecker of my son’s family!" Mother Qi was the first to lash out.
Lu Shufen screamed: "How dare you, this is outrageous, where did this shrew come from? Get out, get out!"
"Shrew?" Seeing her, Mother Qi’s eyes turned redder, hands on hips, she lowered her head and charged towards her: "It’s all because of you, you wicked woman, black-hearted and rotten to the core, cheap trash, you caused my grandchild’s death, you murderer, repay me for my grandchild!"
Lu Shufen, accustomed to a life of pampering, never even lifting a broom, was no match for Mother Qi, who was accustomed to hard labor. With one charge, Lu Shufen was knocked to the ground where Mother Qi sat on her, smacking her face repeatedly.
"Ah, ah. Help, someone, I’m being murdered!" Lu Shufen flailed and scratched with her hands.
Meanwhile, Mother Cheng was slapping Chiang Qing: "That’s for stealing someone’s man, you shameless hussy."
Chiang Qing was stunned by the hits.
"Let it be, Mother-in-law, that’s enough," pleaded Qi Fenglian, who feared things getting out of hand, as she rushed to pull her away.
Mother Cheng stopped hitting, but she wasn’t done yet. She walked into the house and started smashing things.
Qi Fenglian moved forward again to pull her mother away: "Mom, it’s enough, if you keep it up someone will die!"
Mother Qi paused, rolled some spit in her mouth, and spat it on Lu Shufen’s face.
Lu Shufen’s screams were continuous; this had to be a nightmare.