Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The painful, piercing feeling of helplessness made Zhuang Nainai begin to cry.
Just as she was crying, she felt a touch of warmth on her shoulder, and she heard someone whisper into her ear, “Nainai, wake up. Don’t cry, this is just a dream. Don’t be afraid…”
Vehemently opening her eyes, she met the worried gaze of Si Zhengting. It was then that she realized that the corners of her eyes were wet and that a large part of her pillow was soaked.
She violently sat up, but the suddenness of it made her slightly dizzy. Holding onto Si Zhengting’s hand for support, she said, “I dreamed that my mother jumped into a river… What should we do, Si Zhengting? Where has my mother gone?”
The childlike tone she was speaking in, together with her face of confusion, made Si Zhengting’s heart ache.
Reaching out toward her, he held her and lightly patted her back. “Don’t be afraid, Nainai, I’m here.”
His voice was cold and low as usual, and it still sounded stiff even though he made the attempt to soften it.
But Zhuang Nainai still felt a sense of security upon hearing his words.
It was only now that she began to calm down.
It was nearing dawn, and Zhuang Nainai had already had a good night’s sleep before waking up like this. Since she was unable to get back to sleep, Si Zhengting ordered breakfast for them both. With the breakfast having arrived, Zhuang Nainai took a sip of milk, but barely a few moments passed before she felt a revolting feeling rising in her. Pushing Si Zhengting away from her, she ran toward the toilet and began vomiting.
After vomiting out everything in her stomach, she finally felt better. Taking a glance at the milk and bread she had just vomited out, she felt another wave of disgust.
“What’s wrong? Let’s go get you checked at the hospital.” Si Zhengting was worried. “You don’t look too good.”
Zhuang Nainai waved at him dismissively. “It’s nothing. I probably just didn’t have a good rest.”
Having said this, she drank a glass of warm water to soothe her feelings of wanting to vomit.
Just as she was about to say something else, someone rapped on the door loudly.
It felt as if the person standing outside was extremely anxious; the knocking was deafening to the ears.
Because she thought that it was going to be news about her mother, Zhuang Nainai’s feelings of discomfort disappeared. Her eyes brightening, she ran to the door and opened it!
The moment the door opened, she saw a slap coming toward her!
If not for Si Zhengting, who was worried about her discomfort and had pulled her slightly backward, the slap would have landed squarely on Zhuang Nainai’s face!
Utterly shocked, Zhuang Nainai reached out and patted her own chest, then narrowed her eyes to look at the person standing right in front of her.
Looking rather haggard and ruffled, possibly because she had just arrived, Li Yufeng was now staring at Zhuang Nainai with blazing eyes. “Gu Qingyan! Oh, I shouldn’t call you that. You’re just the b*tch’s child! You’re Zhuang Nainai! Have you seduced your dad into coming overseas with you? Y’all want to have your own lives together, is that it? Are you trying to break up our family?”
She was coldly berating Zhuang Nainai, but the violent rising and falling of her chest made her anger obvious.
Rather unfortunately, Zhuang Nainai had no energy to care about Li Yufeng’s feelings at this point in time. Taking a step back, she simply said, “He’s in room number 3505, not this one.”
Just as Zhuang Nainai said this, she began closing the door.
But just before the door cloud close fully, the door was violently swung open by Li Yufeng. “Gu Qingyan, are you crazy? What kind of attitude is this? I’m your mother!”
