Chiang Qing's temporary residence; Chiang Tian had been sent by Lu Shufen to pick up Jiang Conghe. She and Chiang Qing had to stay at home, could not go anywhere, suffocated to the point of a headache.
Why?
The moment she stepped outside, people would gossip about them. Chiang Qing herself was reluctant to go out unless it was to wait for her husband to deal with that damn Qi Taiguo, Lu Shufen really wanted to return to Beijing immediately.
This wretched place, this poverty-ridden dump, these despicable people, she would never want to come here a second time in her life. This visit was nothing but a nightmare.
Lu Shufen looked towards her daughter, who was sitting by the window, both heartbroken and furious. Ever since that night when she blamed her for meddling, the child hadn't said a single word to her.
Either sleeping or sitting by the window in a daze, stupid and foolish, not knowing what she was thinking about, like a wandering soul.
