For Xu Ya and Jiang Zhenzhu in the city, these days were absolutely horrible.
"Zhenzhu, what do you think we should do about your mom?" Xu Ya, who had been domineering her whole life, was still terrified when faced with life-and-death issues, "That wild kid came back for revenge. Your father is already dead; they say it was an illness, but I don't believe it. If Jiang Cheng wasn't involved, Li Yong wouldn't have died so easily.
Zhenzhu, I only have you left now. Please help me come up with a solution. I can't go to jail. That sinister kid has a vicious heart; if I go to jail, I'll end up like Li Yong. Then you'll be left without a mother."
Jiang Zhenzhu thought to herself that it would be better not to have a mother like her, but she was a master of disguise and would never reveal her undesirable side at any time.
"Mom, it's not your daughter's fault, it's my uselessness. I want to beg Jiang Cheng. As long as he agrees to forgive, I am willing to kneel down to him."
