“Mian, I didn’t mean that. How can you think of your mom in this way?”
Yang Meirong looked astonished.
Realizing she had overreacted, Huo Mian’s tone softened.
“Kick this dead dog away. I don’t want to see it.”
“But it’s not dead yet…”
Yang Meirong glanced at the dying dog.
“But it almost bit me. If I didn’t react quickly, it would be me who’s lying here…”
Glancing at Huo Mian’s cold expression, Yang Meirong looked at the dog again, saying to the two bodyguards, “Carry it to a pet clinic and see if they can save it.”
“Don’t save it. Take it out and beat it to death,” said Huo Mian.
“Mian, it’s a life…”
“A dog’s life is worthless.” Then, Huo Mian glared at the bodyguards.
“What are you waiting for? Didn’t you hear what I said?”
“Yes, Miss Huo.”
The two bodyguards carried the dog out.
It was their decision if they wanted to beat the dog to death.
Huo Mian put the Hermes handbag on the tea table and plunked down on the sofa.
“You’re not allowed to keep dogs. Do you hear me?”
“Mian, when did you start disliking dogs? You used to like them and always wanted to have a golden retriever…” Yang Meirong looked at her daughter thoughtfully.
“Uncle Jing used to like dogs but later he started disliking them. People change. At my age, I no longer like these beasts.”
Yang Meirong lowered her head but didn’t speak.
“Don’t keep cats, either. No animals are allowed to appear in the home,” Huo Mian ordered.
“Okay. I’ll do as you say.”
As a mother, Yang Meirong loved her daughter despite her rude behavior.
“Mian, we’re making dumplings. Would you like some?”
“No. I have no appetite. I just came to see you.”
“Did Chu tell you any information about your Uncle Jing?”
“Hehe… I’m afraid Uncle Jing won’t come back…”
Huo Mian knew Jing De’s clone, No. 002, had been killed by Qin Chu.
But in the current situation, she couldn’t tell the truth.
The old lady was still waiting for the return of her husband, but…
“Mian, what do you mean? Do you… know something?”
“Just forget Uncle Jing. Don’t wait for him…”
“Did something… happen to him?”
“A man disappeared for so many days. What do you think it means?” Huo Mian smiled viciously.
Hearing the hidden meaning in her daughter’s words, Yang Meirong felt her heart contract. Holding her chest, she dropped to the sofa.
Huo Mian just looked at her coldly…
The caretaker came out of the kitchen and saw Yang Meirong’s misery; she immediately dug out the Instant Cardio-reliever Pills from the medicine box and helped Yang Meirong swallow one.
“Go to bed to have some rest. I’ve got to go.”
Taking a short visit as part of her duty, Huo Mian got bored and left without showing any concern for her mother; of course, this woman wasn’t really her mother.
The caretaker was angry. Pouring a glass of warm water for Yang Meirong, she complained, “Old sister, is she your daughter?”
“Yeah.” Yang Meirong nodded.
“She’s not as good to you as people say. You got a heart attack and she…”
“Forget it. I don’t blame her. She’s feeling bad after losing her nine-month baby.”
Yang Meirong thought Huo Mian turned cold because she lost the baby.
