Faced with Jiang's mother's words, Zheng Xiaoqin did not respond and just snorted.
She turned her head and glanced at Jiang Xianjun, who had followed her to the door of the hall, and said: "From now on, we will make a clean break. If you don't go back and take away your clothes, shoes and socks within three days, I will pack them up and throw them under the river dam." Go, don’t blame me for not reminding you.”
After saying these words, Zheng Xiaoqin said to Yang Ruoqing: "Sister Qing'er, let's go!"
Yang Ruoqing nodded, stepped forward and held hands with Zheng Xiaoqin to prepare to leave the yard together.
As a result, Jiang Xianjun chased after Zheng Xiaoqin while calling her name, "Xiaoqin, don't leave..."
Yang Ruoqing was about to help Zheng Xiaoqin kick this follower away, but Xianjun Niang rushed up and hugged Jiang Xianjun.
"Xianjun, what are you doing? If she wants to leave, just let her go. It's better if she leaves. She shouldn't be here in the first place!"
When Jiang's mother hugged Xian Junniang, Zheng Xiaoqin's pace actually slowed down.
She tilted her head slightly.
He only saw Jiang Xianjun standing in the yard, looking at his back, with a painful and anxious look on his face. He obviously wanted to catch up.
However, Jiang's mother stood in the way and saved him.
If he wanted to, Mother Jiang's arms would not be able to restrain him.
However, when Zheng Xiaoqin hesitated, he did not catch up.
Zheng Xiaoqin turned away in despair, quickened her pace and fled the yard.
Yang Ruoqing saw Zheng Xiaoqin's previous series of micro-movements and expressions in her eyes, and sighed in frustration.
Mom’s baby’s cancer is at an advanced stage and there is no cure.
The two of them left the yard and returned to the carriage in one breath.
But he found that there were already two people waiting on Yang Ruoqing's horse.
One is feeding fodder, and the other is carrying a basin of water.
There was also a man with a brush who was brushing the horse's mane and massaging it.
He has become Uncle Ma, being served by three people like this!
Seeing Yang Ruoqing and Zheng Xiaoqin coming over, the middle-aged man with neat pleats came over again, nodding and bowing.
Yang Ruoqing found that Zheng Xiaoqin was very reserved and guessed that she was afraid of strangers, so she asked her to wait in the carriage while she went over to say a few words to the middle-aged man.
In the carriage, Zheng Xiaoqin sat down and lowered the curtain of the carriage to isolate everything outside. She leaned against the inner wall of the carriage and almost collapsed...
Soon, Yang Ruoqing got into the carriage, and the carriage started at this time.
Xiaoqin was surprised, "Sister Qing'er, this is..."
When we came here before, it was just the two of them, and Sister Qing'er drove the car herself.
Going back this time?
"I found someone to help drive the car, and I happened to be lazy." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.
Zheng Xiaoqin suddenly realized that the people who built this magnificent house obviously wanted to please Sister Qing'er, or to please General Luo by pleasing Sister Qing'er. Not to mention asking them to help drive the carriage, they would probably be happy to eat horse manure!
Many people live in this world for fame and fortune. If he were rich, powerful, and status-oriented, would Xianjun still be like this?
Probably not.
But here comes the question, if I really had it all, would I still be willing to marry Jiang Xianjun?
The answer is also no.
"Xiaoqin, you performed well before, exceeding my expectations."
Yang Ruoqing sat down next to Zheng Xiaoqin, picked up the fruit in the carriage and ate one, chewing it and praising Zheng Xiaoqin.
"When I saw Mrs. Jiang yelling and swearing, I really felt a cold sweat for you. I thought you were going to be suppressed by her!"
Unexpectedly, not only was she not stunned, Zheng Xiaoqin also had a very good sense of rhythm throughout the whole process.
Instead of confronting Jiang's mother head-on, he focused his firepower on Jiang Xianjun.
Jiang Xianjun, how can I put it this way? Although he is a terminal cancer patient, he has a very gentle temperament.
It's not like some irritable man or stupid guy who slaps his wife as soon as I ask him to do so. It's such a cruel thing!
"Sister Qing'er, I made you laugh," Zheng Xiaoqin said with bitterness on her face.
"Today, I was really, really forced to do nothing." She continued in a low voice.
"In the past, I really couldn't bear to hit Xianjun. I would rather slap myself than hurt him."
"I don't dare to destroy my own image in front of him. I want to always be generous and decent. Even if I am not beautiful, I can't compare with the appearance of his childhood sweetheart. But I have to be dignified, generous and gentle. ,"
"But today I destroyed all these things. I turned into the woman he hates the most, a shrew!"
Today, he has seen this completely. I am afraid that this marriage is really hopeless.
No man would want to live with such a shrew, right?
Zheng Xiaoqin smiled bitterly in her heart, but she smiled and felt relieved.
Even if it was hopeless, she didn't want to live with him.
"A gentleman will die for a confidant, and a woman will look good for a person who pleases herself." Yang Ruoqing said.
"Jiang Xianjun neither understands you nor is pleased with you. In this case, it doesn't matter whether your image is good or bad in his eyes."
"You can do whatever you want to do for your own pleasure and comfort, what do you think?"
Zheng Xiaoqin raised her head, her eyes full of helplessness and loneliness. Deep fatigue enveloped this young face, making her look haggard and dejected befitting her age.
"Sister Qing'er, I have already made a plan. The first thing I will do after returning is to sort out his things. He will definitely not come back to get them because he is afraid that once he comes back, he will be detained."
"I haven't spoken to my grandfather and uncle yet. If I did, they would definitely be angry and beat him, so he would definitely not dare to return to the village. Even if he dared, my mother-in-law would probably not let him go. return."
Zheng Xiaoqin lowered his head and unconsciously played a game of bumping his thumb and index finger with his hands.
"This is probably the last time I'll see him. I never thought in my wildest dreams that I would end things with him so quickly."
"To me, all this really feels like a dream. I really can't understand. I'm living a good life today, but he doesn't have a woman he likes outside, and I don't have a man I'm flirting with. Why? Why is it that because of my mother-in-law, we are both having a hard time, and my Lanlan is going to have no father? What is going on?"
Yang Ruoqing handed a piece of fruit to Zheng Xiaoqin.
"Your marriage cannot be completely ended now. Everything is subject to change and change."
"But judging from the current situation, at this point, you did the right thing."
"We can't say yet what we should do next. We will adapt accordingly when the time comes."
A trace of determination appeared in Zheng Xiaoqin's eyes, "I have already prepared for the worst!"
"Then make peace with him!"
"But even if we are reconciled, I will not leave the second room of the Jiang family, let alone take Lanlan back to my parents' home."
"I have to stay here and drag Lanlan down! The one who should leave is Jiang Xianjun, not me!"
