Zhao Xiu returned from washing clothes by the river and saw Jiang Jing standing at her door again. She said, "Jiang Jing, what are you doing here again? Didn’t I tell you, you made a mistake? It was Gu Mingzhu who saved you, not me."
"Zhao Xiu, why won’t you tell the truth?" Jiang Jing stepped forward. In terms of height, he had an absolute advantage, looking down at her from above, saying, "I’m sorry I didn’t realize right away that it was you who saved me. Now, I want to compensate you."
"What I said is the truth, and I don’t need your compensation." Zhao Xiu walked into the house, not wanting to pay any attention to Jiang Jing, but this time Jiang Jing came prepared and didn’t give Zhao Xiu any opportunity.
"This isn’t the place to talk. Unless you don’t mind the neighbors gossiping..."
Before Jiang Jing could finish his sentence, Zhao Xiu helplessly stepped aside, letting Jiang Jing into the house, although the door was still open.
Afraid of being discovered by Jiang Jing, Gu Mingzhu stayed far away and wore a straw hat. Watching them disappear from her sight, she kept wondering what they might be talking about.
Would Zhao Xiu tell Jiang Jing what she had once warned her about?
Jiang Jing glanced around the Zhao family’s home, which was clean but lacked any decent furniture. The pants Zhao Xiu wore still bore patches.
"My cousin returned from Guangcheng, where there are many famous doctors. How about I help you get in touch with one?" Jiang Jing’s gaze landed on her feet.
Speaking indifferently, Zhao Xiu said she was used to the various strange looks she received over the past three years. Later, she earned some money herself and visited a hospital, where doctors told her that her foot injury had dragged on for too long and couldn’t be cured.
He suddenly went silent, lost amidst Zhao Xiu’s indifferent demeanor, unable to even say sorry.
A dry sorry couldn’t amend anything.
"Give it a try. How will you know if you don’t try?" Jiang Jing was still eager to try, thinking with so many doctors, perhaps one could heal her.
"If you’re here because of what happened three years ago, you really don’t need to come, nor feel guilty. I fell myself, it has nothing to do with you, and I didn’t save you." Zhao Xiu denied quite straightforwardly, saying, "Our family is insignificant, you really are not suitable to be here."
Zhao Xiu was just shy of directly asking him to leave.
"I don’t know what you misunderstood, if Mingzhu ever said anything unpleasant to you, please don’t take it to heart, it’s just because she likes me too much..."
Before Jiang Jing could finish, Zhao Xiu interrupted, "Your loving relationship with Gu Mingzhu has nothing to do with me, and I don’t want to hear it."
Zhao Xiu knew Jiang Jing and Gu Mingzhu were already married, and what’s more, Gu Mingzhu was soon to give birth, making them soon-to-be parents.
"Mingzhu did come to see you." Jiang Jing affirmed.
Zhao Xiu pressed her lips, not speaking, recalling Gu Mingzhu’s disdainful words.
"Zhao Xiu, don’t think of using your life-saving grace to get anything with Brother Jing. Just look at yourself in the mirror, how could you possibly deserve Brother Jing?"
"You’re not even fit to carry Brother Jing’s shoes." Content orıginally comes from 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝙣𝙚𝙩
"Brother Jing loves cleanliness. If Brother Jing knew he was carried by you, he might get so disgusted he’d vomit the food he ate the day before. So, you mustn’t admit you carried Brother Jing."
"This hundred yuan, forget about treating your leg, it’s more than enough for your living expenses for a year, right?"
Zhao Xiu still remembers Gu Mingzhu throwing that hundred yuan in her face, and the look of disdain and contempt in her eyes.