From the moment Zhao Xiu arrived at the station, she felt something was off about Jiang Jing, but she never expected him to ask this question.
Zhao Xiu’s eyes widened in shock as she looked at Jiang Jing, a bit surprised that he would ask about this.
"I was just asking casually." Jiang Jing changed the subject after asking, saying things like wishing her a safe journey.
Zhao Xiu interrupted, "If you really want to know, I can tell you, but I think it’s better if you don’t know."
Jiang Jing’s heart sank. He wasn’t foolish; Zhao Xiu’s words implied that Gu Mingzhu had indeed done or said something excessive back then.
Jiang Jing took a deep breath, looked at Zhao Xiu, and firmly said, "I don’t want to be kept in the dark."
There was still at least an hour before the train would depart.
Zhao Xiu looked at Jiang Jing with a complicated expression. Before speaking, she declared, "Jiang Jing, I can guarantee that everything I’m saying is the truth. If there’s a single lie, may my leg never heal."
Zhao Xiu raised her hand to make a vow before beginning to recount what happened after her leg was injured and she ended up in the hospital, incidents involving Gu Mingzhu.
Her long speech came without pause, her tone very calm and objective. Years had passed, and the words that once felt humiliating to her could now be spoken with peace of mind.
The station was bustling with people coming and going, but Jiang Jing felt as if he were standing in the middle of the ocean. Zhao Xiu’s voice rang in his ears, each word like a mountain pressing down on him, gradually sinking him into the sea.
The more he learned, the more he felt that the wife he had married seemed like a stranger, completely unfamiliar.
"Xiaojing, when looking at people, you can’t just see the surface." Jiang Yuan patted his shoulder firmly. He had met Gu Mingzhu once when Jiang Jing was getting married and always thought she was complex, not the angel-like girl Jiang Jing made her out to be.
Gu Mingzhu gave him a sense of deep scheming and pretense.
But Jiang Jing liked her, and as his cousin, without concrete evidence, Jiang Yuan couldn’t just say anything.
"What if it’s all fake?" Jiang Jing blinked lightly and asked Jiang Yuan.
"No matter how beautiful a lie is, it can’t become reality." Jiang Yuan replied bluntly, "You can’t live your whole life in an illusion, and besides, do you think she can deceive you forever?"
Not to mention a lifetime; it’s only been a few years.
Jiang Yuan’s words kept swirling in Jiang Jing’s mind as he sat in the busy station, feeling cold despite the lively and hot weather.
Maybe, he needed to think carefully.
After leaving the station, Jiang Jing went straight to the psychiatric hospital in South City. Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝗇𝖾𝗍
As soon as he set foot in the psychiatric hospital, Gu Mingzhu received news from Wild Wolf. Shocked and panicked, she stood up and rushed out.
"Mingzhu, you just got home. Where are you going? You’re heavily pregnant, slow down, be careful not to fall." Fang Yue was in the kitchen making soup. Seeing her daughter running out after taking a call, Fang Yue felt her heart almost jump out.
Gu Mingzhu was scaring her!
Didn’t she realize she was a heavily pregnant woman nearing delivery?
What could be so urgent that she had to leave right now?
Fang Yue’s worried shouts fell on deaf ears as Gu Mingzhu had only one thought - to stop him.