Mrs. Bao was dumbfounded.
Her own husband was not even helping her.
Hatred and venom brewed in her heart.
What difference would it make if Ziqi were with her?
When the time comes, even Ziqi won’t be able to stop what’s meant to happen!
Just as she was planning, Ruanruan crisply added: "Besides me, Housekeeper Wang, and Ziqi, my ninth brother also arranged for Yan Kuan and Qin Chao to escort us. They are his trusted aides, and their skills are unmatched."
After she finished speaking, she took a sip of tea.
She gazed at Mrs. Bao with a smile.
Mrs. Bao’s face turned ashen, looking extremely unpleasant.
She finally understood why Ruanruan wanted to take Ziqi to City B!
She was using Ziqi as a hostage!
Such a venomous heart this girl has!
Mrs. Bao trembled with anger.
Ever since she married into the Bao Family, she had never been so humiliated.
And yet, she couldn’t speak out.
Mingyuan also realized what was happening.
His feelings were immensely complicated.
In the midst of this tension, Bao Ziqi softly said, "I’ll just make a trip."
He added, "Both Jingse and Ruanruan are women; many things are inconvenient for them. It’s best if a man from the family goes."
Mingyuan was very reassured.
He patted his second son on the shoulder, "Good job, Ziqi, you know how to take care of your sisters."
Bao Ziqi gave a faint smile.
Mrs. Bao completely broke down.
Her foolish son, how could he possibly understand Ruanruan’s sinister intentions!
She was powerless to change the situation.
Back in her bedroom, she burst into inconsolable tears, hoping to win back her husband’s heart.
Mingyuan was distressed and agitated.
He tugged at his shirt buttons and questioned her: "If you didn’t have ulterior motives, why would you be afraid of Ziqi going there?"
Mrs. Bao was at a loss for words.
Mingyuan took a step forward, "And the psychologist from ten years ago, you introduced them, right? You know very well whether there was a problem!"
Mrs. Bao collapsed onto the bed.
Indeed, Mingyuan was suspicious of her.
But she was not afraid.
She had long ago paid that person to hide their identity.
Tears streaking down her face, Mrs. Bao protested, "Mingyuan, how could I do anything to harm Jingse? You are wronging me. If you don’t believe me, you can find that person and confront them."
She spoke with finality.
Mingyuan was helpless.
He clasped his wife’s waist, his dark eyes fixed on her as he said each word distinctly, "This time, if anything at all goes wrong with the kids Jingse and Ruanruan in City B, Ziqi won’t be able to escape responsibility, understand?"
Mrs. Bao was momentarily stunned.
She realized her husband did not trust her.
A subtle rift had appeared between them.
She tried to seduce him again.
Unfortunately, Mingyuan was not in the mood.
His whole heart was with Jingse.
When his child is sick, what father has the heart to be intimate with his wife?
Mrs. Bao felt utterly hollow.
Her beautiful face still wet with tears.
Her husband no longer loved her!
Jingse refused to come out and wouldn’t switch on the lights.
Ruanruan had the kitchen prepare a bowl of century egg and lean pork congee, and she personally brought it to the bedroom.
Inside, Jingyan was keeping his sister company.
Ruanruan brought over the congee and served a small bowl.
She said, "You haven’t eaten much all day, let’s have some congee."
Jingse looked at her.
Her gaze was unlike usual.
Ruanruan treated her the same as before: "Here, Jingse sister, drink it yourself."
She placed the congee in Jingse’s hands.
The temperature of the porridge was just right, neither hot nor cold.
It was comforting and warm.
Jingse pressed both her lips together; they were very dry.
Ruanruan took a towel to wipe her sweat and softly said, "After drinking the congee, let’s take a bath, and tomorrow I’ll take you out for some fresh air."
Jingse shook her head: "I don’t want to go out!"