Wealthy Poison Pet: Leng Di's No. 7 Bride

Chapter 22
Hong Jiaqi sat down on the sofa, Zheng Jie helped her stomach to go to the bar to pour water, An Lan hurried over to help, "I'll do it."

"Jiaqi, you think you should call your sister-in-law so she can buy you something you like." Zheng Jie sat down on the opposite sofa, with a smile on her round face and a pleasant expression.

Hong Jiaqi knew better than anyone what kind of truth was hidden behind her enthusiasm. She took a deep breath and suppressed the rising anger in her heart, "Is my mother used to living here?"

Zheng Jie heard that she talked about her mother-in-law when she entered the door, and she was very embarrassed at the moment, but due to Hong Jiaqi's current status, she could only greet her with a smile, "Mom is not used to it, but I gradually got used to it, that's it. Missed you for two days."

"Your brother wanted to call you, but... afraid you were busy."

Hong Jiaqi took the water glass in An Lan's hand, lowered her head and took a sip, but did not answer. She could still distinguish some words in the scene.

"After my mother got sick, I couldn't bear the cold all the time. The temperature of your air conditioner here is too low. Next time, please adjust it to 28 degrees." Hong Jiaqi put down the water glass and looked at Zheng Jie with a blank expression. Don't you know enough about your mother?

"Mom is my only family member. If anything happens to her, don't blame me for not recognizing this brother."

Zheng Jie was taken aback when she heard the words, is this dead girl threatening herself?Only the mother...that's excluding both her and Hong Myung.

It seemed that the girl hated them in her heart.

"Of course, of course, mother is also our mother, we will definitely treat her well." Zheng Jie hastily assured her, thinking that the sheets in the old woman's room should be replaced with new ones.

Hong Jiaqi's gaze swept across her delicate face, "Can I see Mom's room?"

Zheng Jie's heart sank, her eyes widened, "Jiaqi..."

The door of the room was opened suddenly, and Mrs. Lin, the nanny, walked in with the help of an old lady, and whispered: "We are back."

"Mom." Hong Jiaqi got up and saw the person coming in, and smiled, "Mom."

"Jiaqi." Seeing Hong Jiaqi standing in front of her, Hong's mother burst into tears, "Jiaqi, it's really you."

"Mom." Hong Jiaqi walked up to her, looked at her mother with gray hair and wrinkled face, and wept with joy, "Jiaqi should have come to see you a long time ago."

Mother Hong took Hong Jiaqi's hand and held it tightly in the palm of her hand. Tears flickered in her eyes, and she stared at Hong Jiaqi in front of her, "You've lost weight."

Hong Jiaqi blinked. She didn't want to cry, and tried to suppress it, "But I'm doing well. You know I've always eaten without gaining weight."

"Jiaqi." Hong's mother raised her old hands and gently stroked Hong Jiaqi's pink cheeks. These are old hands. Because of their roughness, scratching her cheeks was slightly painful, but Hong Jiaqi was here. I felt tears streaming down my face. If there is anyone in this world who really cares about her, it should be my mother.

"Mom, let's sit down, don't stand up." Hong Jiaqi helped her mother to sit down on the sofa, and then looked at her carefully, "Is your body better? If you feel uncomfortable, please call me. Distressed about money."

"Mom knows." Hong's mother squeezed Hong Jiaqi's hand tightly, staring at Hong Jiaqi with tear-clouded eyes, as if she was afraid that she would disappear.

Zheng Jie saw their mother and daughter loving each other, and quietly got up from the sofa and went to the terrace, "Hey, Hong Ming, Jiaqi is here, don't come back for dinner at noon today."

(End of this chapter)