"Xiao Li, don’t worry. I’ve come up with a plan. Tonight, we’ll escape and run far away, so Old Jiang will never be able to find us again."
"What do you mean? Escape?" Cheng Li was slightly taken aback, thinking Mrs. Cheng had a good plan. Who knew it would end up being the same as what she had thought—they still had to run away.
But with Old Jiang’s influence in South City, even if no one helps them, they should be quickly found even if they manage to escape.
"Silly child, at this point, how can we not escape? You’ve seen it too, Old Jiang isn’t someone easy to deal with. If we don’t escape, we’ll just have to wait for death."
"But didn’t you just tell them who the Jiang Family’s child is?"
"That was to trick them."
"Trick them? So does that mean Jiang Xue isn’t the Jiang Family’s child either?"
"Probably not, who knows." Mrs. Cheng said carelessly, but this made Cheng Li happy. As long as Jiang Xue wasn’t the Jiang Family’s child, she felt much better.
But quickly, she thought of a problem: her mother was deceiving people again. If Old Jiang found out, their fate as mother and daughter would be even worse.
Thinking of this, Cheng Li had to admit that running away was the best option. But as far as she knew, this place was guarded. And there were quite a few people.
Their escape wouldn’t be easy.
Mrs. Cheng watched her daughter, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling, and dared not disturb her. Until Cheng Li’s expression calmed down, she asked, "Daughter, previously at the Jiang Family, Old Jiang didn’t do anything to you, right?"
She was worried Cheng Li had lost her innocence, hence the somewhat hesitant question.
"What do you think?" How could nothing have happened? She was kept there for several days.
But upon hearing this, Mrs. Cheng misunderstood and said, "What? What did he do to you?"
Mrs. Cheng asked while trying to undo Cheng Li’s clothes to see the situation. Unexpectedly, Cheng Li’s face darkened, and she pushed Mrs. Cheng away, saying, "What are you doing?"
"Y-you said you were bullied, let me see." Mrs. Cheng timidly said, long aware of her daughter’s harshness, but still finding it hard to accept.
"What are you looking at? There’s nothing." Cheng Li finally understood what Mrs. Cheng meant, glared at her fiercely, and tidied her clothes.
"Really?" Mrs. Cheng was a bit skeptical.
"Believe it or not." Cheng Li was annoyed, growled lowly, and then went to the side to think of a way to leave.
Mrs. Cheng, having been shouted at, was a bit hurt, yet happy. As long as Cheng Li was still pure, that was good.
Unbeknownst to her, Cheng Li was no longer pure. Of course, she would find out eventually, but that’s a story for later.
After the mother and daughter finished talking, they each sat down and fell into silence. Unaware that their conversation had already reached Old Jiang’s ears.
Old Jiang didn’t believe in his heart that Jiang Xue was the Jiang Family’s child, so he made arrangements to have his men eavesdrop on the mother and daughter’s conversation, unexpectedly hearing such important news.
But regardless, as long as Jiang Xue wasn’t the Jiang Family’s child, it was fine. As for the Jiang Family’s child, he would have his men continue searching.
As for the mother and daughter’s plan to escape, they would have to have the skills. If they managed to escape, he would send them a big gift.
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Feeling relieved, Old Jiang no longer paid attention to the Cheng Family’s mother and daughter. Whether they could escape depended entirely on their skills.