Chapter 101: Shen Yuan Has Gone Mad

But she had no number.

She held up the receiver for a long time, but there was nothing unusual.

She put down the telephone receiver and sat blankly by the phone for a good while longer.

She gently stroked her cheeks with both hands; twenty years later, she would be sixty. It was hard to imagine what she would look like then, or what her state of mind would be when she learned she had been betrayed.

The setting sun slanted westward; the spring evening had a hazy beauty, and from the second-floor window of the Jiang Family home, one could see the smoky scent of cooking fires.

The luster on the telephone faded away bit by bit.

She probably wouldn't receive a Future Phone call today.

Si Rong was thinking this when, just as she was preparing to go downstairs, the ethereal sound of the phone suddenly rang in the bedroom.

Ring, ring, ring...

It seemed to carry some kind of magic.

This time was different from the previous two; there was no dazzling luster enveloping her.

She stepped forward and picked up the phone.

"Hello, hello, this is Si Rong..."

A burst of indescribable static sounded from the other end of the receiver, like some kind of mysterious electrical noise.

Intermittent...

"Hello, this is Si Rong."

"Is anyone listening?"

"Beep—beep——beep——"

This irregular sound lasted for about a minute before Si Rong finally heard a voice.

"Godmother, what do you want to say? I'll say it for you..."

"Family members, please step back. The patient's condition is very poor right now; she has fainted, and we need to perform emergency resuscitation..."

In less than three minutes, the call came to an abrupt end.

Si Rong held the receiver and waited for a long while, only putting the phone down when there was no sound left at all.

Fainted?

Was her future self calling her from a hospital?

And judging by what that woman's voice meant, she was already unable to speak?

What had happened?

Si Rong was filled with anxiety.

She only hoped her prayers could travel across time and space to the other end of the line.

May it bless her other self in that time and space to get through this crisis.

Until it was dark, Si Rong was still thinking about what had happened during those short three minutes on the phone.

Who was the woman who called her Godmother?

Who would be willing to accompany her to the hospital in a life-threatening moment and speak with such patience?

In any case, it could never be that ungrateful wretch Shen Yuan.

Downstairs, Wu Shen came up to call her for a meal.

"The mistress has even set up the mahjong table, saying she wants to play after dinner!"

Hearing that they were going to play mahjong, Si Rong felt a bit of interest.

The gloom in her heart receded a little.

There was no use in her thinking about these things; she could only wait.

Her future self must have already mastered the secret of calling her; if she survived this crisis safely, she would definitely call again.

She would have to keep a closer watch on the phone during this period.

Jiang Cheng called back to say there was training tonight and he wouldn't be able to return.

So, Si Rong ate dinner with the Jiang Family and then began to play mahjong.

There were four people in total.

Father Jiang, Mother Jiang, the younger brother Jiang Yu, and Si Rong.

Si Rong didn't take these opponents seriously in her heart.

You must know, before she got engaged to Jiang Cheng, she had played mahjong with the Jiang Family several times, and every time she had won a fortune.

This time, surely it wouldn't...

Be an exception!!!

In the first round, Jiang Yu won with a Flush.

Following that, Father Jiang and Mother Jiang won with basic hands, Pung wins, and fancy wins; it simply made Si Rong suspect they had all been replaced by different people.

After two hours, Si Rong hadn't won a single hand.

Wuwu, she didn't want to play anymore.

Mahjong wasn't fun at all.

However, the stakes weren't high; she had only lost about three hundred yuan all night.

But her spirit had suffered a heavy blow!

Especially Jiang Yu, who smiled like a fox, winning hands without a sound.

Jiang Cheng found out the next day when he got home that his wife had lost at mahjong all night.

After eating, he didn't say a word before driving the whole family to the mahjong table.

Si Rong didn't really want to play; after last night, she had developed a bit of a psychological shadow regarding mahjong.

Mother Jiang yawned, "Son, Mom is getting old, I get sleepy early, I don't want to play."

"Same for Dad," Father Jiang wanted to go back to sleep even more.

Jiang Yu acted humble and subservient, "Brother, I am a County Magistrate now, I have to read and study to seek development and welfare for our Huaiyang people, how can I play mahjong..., I..."

Before the great County Magistrate Jiang could finish his nonsense, he was grabbed by the collar by his brother and pressed onto the mahjong table.

"Play!"

Jiang Cheng commanded.

It was also so he could see how these few people bullied his wife last night.

Taking advantage of him not being home, they even dared to win?

Seeing Jiang Yu end up like this, Father Jiang and Mother Jiang immediately and tactfully sat obediently at the mahjong table.

Si Rong also sat at the mahjong table with some trepidation; Jiang Cheng, as he had in the past, sat behind her to watch her tiles.

From time to time, he would reach out to offer her advice.

The first round, she won!

Si Rong relaxed a bit, feeling that her mahjong skills had also returned somewhat.

Unlike the disappointment on the faces of Father Jiang and Mother Jiang, because she kept winning, Si Rong's eyes remained in the shape of slightly curved crescent moons.

Jiang Cheng looked at her with a smile.

He had promised his mother-in-law that he would definitely not let Rongrong be wronged, not even at the mahjong table.

When the mahjong game ended, Si Rong had not only won back the three hundred yuan she lost last night, but also won an extra two hundred yuan.

Si Rong was very happy.

She felt that playing mahjong was very much about metaphysics; she could win when Jiang Cheng was by her side.

When he wasn't there, she couldn't.

She decided that if Jiang Cheng wasn't home in the future, she wouldn't play mahjong.

Jiang Cheng brought her good luck.

Therefore, the look in Si Rong's eyes as she watched him became increasingly filled with smiles.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Jiang Cheng was somewhat pleasantly surprised.

He felt as if he had been favored by Si Rong's gaze.

Si Rong smiled before speaking; she was just about to say something to Jiang Cheng while holding his arm when Jiang Zhi trotted over.

"Auntie! Auntie!"

The girl hugged Si Rong's waist, "Will you watch TV with me, please?"

Before he could hear the words he wanted to hear, Jiang Cheng's eyes turned cold, "Have you finished your homework? We are going to sleep."

Jiang Zhi pulled on Si Rong's other arm, "It's still early, Uncle, go to sleep yourself if you want to. I want to talk with Auntie. If it gets late, I'll let Auntie sleep with me."

Jiang Cheng:...

Some children just need a beating.

Sleep with her?

Then who would Uncle sleep with?

"Then how about Auntie keeps Xiao Zhi company to watch TV for a while before going to sleep?"

"Okay!"

Jiang Zhi glanced triumphantly at her uncle.

Turning on the television, Si Rong sat in the middle, with the uncle and niece, Jiang Cheng and Jiang Zhi, sitting on either side.

The TV series was the very popular *Yingxiong Zhuan*.

Just as they were watching Huang Laoxie on screen, Jiang Zhi suddenly giggled.

"Hahaha, just like a lunatic," she suddenly looked at Si Rong, "Oh right, Auntie, Shen Yuan has gone crazy, did you know?"

Shen Yuan recalled the incident at the hospital last time when Shen Chi forcefully knocked Shen Yuan unconscious and had the abortion.

"Crazy?"