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Rebirth of the Evil Mother-in-Law: Secrets to Happiness
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I coughed softly twice, one hand covering my chest while the other trembled as I pointed at Jiangcheng. My voice was hoarse as I said, "You... you still defend her. Look at what she did to me..." I lifted the blanket with shaking hands, revealing the bruises on my body. "I am your own mother! I've worked hard for this family for most of my life, and in the end..." As I spoke, it felt like I couldn't catch my breath, the pain evident in my wounds. "This is all because she pushed me down the stairs! If it weren't for my good fortune..." I covered my face and began to cry, my voice breaking and filled with despair as I closed my eyes, my body trembling slightly.
Seeing this, Jiangcheng panicked. He hurried to the bedside and gently patted my back, filled with a sense of grievance and desperation.
Jiangcheng looked at my injuries, his brows furrowed, anger flashing in his eyes. He turned to Jiajiao, who stood by with her head down, her tone anxious and full of worry. "Mom, please don't get upset. Take a deep breath; let's talk about this slowly. Don't be angry..."
I slightly opened my eyes and glanced at Jiajiao standing at the door, pale-faced and silent. My tone turned cold as I asked, "Jiajiao, what exactly is going on?"
Jiajiao's body trembled slightly as she raised her head, her eyes red and tears welling up. "Cheng, I didn't... I didn't mean to..." She continued weakly, "I really have had a hard life raising you. After all that effort hoping you'd get married and settle down, you ended up marrying someone who brings me nothing but trouble..." I deliberately paused, saying, "I just wanted to support Mom..."
"Enough!" I suddenly sat up straight, glaring at Jiajiao. "You still want to argue? I saw you push me; do you think you can deny it?!" My voice was sharp and piercing as I paused to observe Jiangcheng's and Jiajiao's reactions.
Upon hearing this, Jiangcheng's expression darkened further. He turned to Jiajiao with a questioning look filled with dissatisfaction. Jiajiao bit her lip, looking down with her hands tightly clasped together as if trying to endure something.
Jiajiao flinched at my sudden outburst; she instinctively took a step back, her face pale and lips trembling but unable to say a word. She looked at Jiangcheng for help, hoping he would believe her.
Jiangcheng watched Jiajiao in panic.
I felt a sense of triumph inside and continued embellishing the story. "A few days ago, all I did was ask her to take better care of you, and she slammed the door on me saying..." I lowered my voice deliberately as if struggling to speak. "She said that I'm a harsh mother-in-law." My heart was filled with mixed emotions as I observed Jiangcheng's reaction. He knew Jiajiao came from humble beginnings but had a good nature; how could she do such a thing? But what about the injuries on his mother?
I noticed Jiangcheng's hesitation and smirked inwardly; it seemed my plan was halfway successful. I deliberately coughed a few times.
"I didn't!" Jiajiao finally couldn't hold back anymore; she suddenly raised her head with red eyes and trembled as she said, "Mom, please don't slander me!"
I scoffed coldly, sitting up straight and pointing at the fruit basket on the nightstand while sternly saying, "Then explain this fruit basket!" Acting weakly again, I leaned against the headboard with a sorrowful tone. "Cheng'er, I know you don't believe me; you'd rather trust an outsider than your own mother..."
I wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes and gazed mournfully at the ceiling as if losing hope in everything.
Jiajiao paused for a moment before following my finger to look at the fruit basket; her face instantly turned even paler.
Seeing her like this, I became even more certain of my suspicions.
I snorted coldly, pointing at the label stuck on the fruit basket, and said word by word, "This fruit basket was hastily put together by a roadside vendor for promotion, right? The label isn't even torn off. Three for ten yuan, you really are 'filial'!"
My words struck Jiajiao like a sharp blade, piercing her heart deeply. Her face turned pale, her lips moved slightly, but she was too weak to refute. She never expected that the carefully crafted lie she had spun would be completely exposed by such a detail.
Jiangcheng followed my gaze and indeed saw a crumpled label in the corner of the fruit basket that clearly read "10 yuan for 3 pounds." He widened his eyes in disbelief, as if seeing Jiajiao for the first time, filled with disappointment and anger.
The atmosphere in the room instantly dropped to freezing point, suffocatingly oppressive.
I looked at Jiangcheng and Jiajiao, feeling secretly pleased. My goal had been achieved; now it was time to take the next step.
"Cheng'er," I seized the opportunity, grabbing Jiangcheng's hand and speaking weakly, "Mom knows she's a burden now, but I really don't want to be alone in the hospital. Please let me move in with you. I promise I won't cause you any more trouble..."
As I spoke, I secretly observed Jiangcheng's reaction. I understood his character; he was kind and filial and would never refuse a request from a sick mother.
Sure enough, upon hearing my words, Jiangcheng showed a troubled expression on his face. He looked at me and then at Jiajiao, hesitating about what to say.
I chuckled inwardly and continued to press on: "I know I've done many wrong things in the past and hurt you. But I truly realize my mistakes now; I just want to make it up to you and take good care of you..."
My voice choked up, and tears welled up in my eyes, making me look pitiful and evoking sympathy.
Jiangcheng looked at my frail appearance, feeling a mix of emotions. He had longed for maternal love since childhood, but my domineering nature had kept him living in oppression and fear. Now seeing me in such a state filled him with endless sorrow and guilt.
He took a deep breath, made up his mind, and said to Jiajiao: "Jiajiao, you go back first. I'll stay here to take care of Mom."
Jiajiao incredulously raised her head, her voice sharp: "What did you say? You want me to leave? Have you thought about my feelings?"
Jiangcheng looked at her with a complex expression, his tone carrying a hint of exhaustion: "Jiajiao, calm down. Mom needs someone to take care of her right now, I can't..."
"Do you really believe her words?" Jiajiao interrupted him, pointing at me, her voice trembling, "She's just acting! She's using you!"
Jiangcheng closed his eyes and took a deep breath. After a long moment, he slowly opened his eyes and said firmly: "That's enough, Jiajiao. Stop talking."
He turned around, helped me up, and gently said: "Mom, let's go home."
I smiled slightly and obediently leaned against him, a glimmer of brilliance flashing in my eyes.
I succeeded.
I followed Jiangcheng out of the hospital room, leaving Jiajiao standing alone in place, her body slightly trembling, her face filled with disbelief and despair.
I knew this was just the beginning.
I, Zhang Qian, have returned.
I will never repeat the same mistakes; I will carve out a bloody path for myself in this world!
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