Zhou Jin didn't expect that after living what she considered a cautious life for most of her years, in the end, she would stab her closest person so deeply.
Her heart was both bitter and acrid. Zhou Jin felt she urgently needed some quiet.
Waving her hand, Zhou Jin walked out with a blank expression.
Behind her, the driver hesitated for a moment, started the car, and slowly followed her.
All the way out, just as Zhou Jin reached the gate of the community, a flamboyant woman in a red coat came towards her. As they brushed past each other, the woman's high heels suddenly stopped, then she turned and asked Zhou Jin, "Hello, are you Mu Shengfeng's mother?"
"I, I am. And you are..."
Zhou Jin turned to look at this ostentatiously dressed woman with exquisite makeup, not recalling that she knew her.
Once her identity was confirmed and seeing Zhou Jin's desolate state, Hu Jiaying almost immediately understood what had happened.
