Chapter 238: Infected with the Virus

It gave her a very familiar feeling, but Si Rong could not recall it for the moment.

Perhaps it was a very distant matter.

She decided not to think about it for now; based on the fragmented words of her daughter in the diary, she guessed that her daughter had already experienced her first heartbreak before even starting her first puppy love.

This boy named Lu Fei really had no eye for quality.

Si Rong carefully suppressed the curiosity in her heart and put her daughter's diary back in its original place.

She could have made excuses for herself just now by saying she was absent-minded, but at this moment, she really shouldn't look at it anymore.

Moreover, Si Rong felt she should apologize to her daughter.

After all, no matter what, the diary was her private property.

Jiang Siyu didn't eat two bites of dinner; she wanted to lose weight.

It wasn't because of Lu Fei, but because she didn't want to be called a chubby girl anymore.

"Juzi, Mom read your diary today, I'm sorry."

Si Rong apologized in a soft voice.

The atmosphere was a bit stiff for a moment.

There were only the two of them, mother and daughter, in the living room; Si Rong saw that her daughter's expression was angry at first, but after a while, it slowly turned into relief.

"Mom, were you not careful? Did you pass by my desk and the diary just fell in front of you?"

Si Rong:...

That was indeed the case.

"I'm sorry," she repeated again; children in puberty were at an age that paid great attention to privacy, and now no matter how she explained it, it sounded like a lame excuse.

"It's okay, Mom," Jiang Siyu leaned on her mother's arm, "I know you didn't mean to."

With her daughter being so sensible, Si Rong felt even more heartache for her.

"Mom, do you think I'm very fat and ugly?"

Jiang Siyu thought of the "chubby girl" remark Lu Fei had called her, and a sense of inferiority surged into her heart.

Si Rong pulled her daughter's shoulders tighter, "Which bastard said that? You aren't fat at all."

Her daughter was a little chubby, but it was only slightly chubby.

If it were the kind of obesity that was bad for the body, she would have intervened long ago.

"Mom, I want to lose weight."

Jiang Siyu didn't answer; she could tell that Lu Fei's "chubby girl" remark had no intention of mockery, it was just a tease.

But she still felt a bit sad inside.

"If you want to, Mom supports you." Si Rong thought for a moment and decided to tell her, "But Mom wants to tell you that love has very little to do with height, weight, or even beauty; never blame yourself because of someone else's unreasonable demands."

"I know, Mom."

But Jiang Siyu thought, how could love have nothing to do with beauty?

If it had nothing to do with it, why were princesses in fairy tales always fair-skinned and beautiful?

"But it cannot affect your physical health," Si Rong emphasized, "Juzi, you must remember, the most important thing in this world to you is your body; your body is the only thing that is forever worth your love. From the moment we were born, our hearts began to beat, and countless cells throughout our bodies work hard to maintain the operation of life; our bodies love us even more than we imagine."

Jiang Siyu slowly stroked her heart on the left side of her chest.

"Mom, I will love myself."

She seemed to understand something from her mother's words, but she didn't fully understand it either.

In any case, Jiang Siyu began her journey of losing weight.

The F Virus still hadn't improved, and the number of deaths increased day by day.

Li Xuan was afraid.

At first, she had even felt a bit of schadenfreude; seeing those soldiers and medical personnel going to the virus zone to provide support, she thought of Jiang Cheng at the first opportunity.

Si Rong must be feeling very uncomfortable, right?

Seeing her usually acting high and mighty, unwilling to pay her any mind, if Jiang Cheng died, wouldn't she be a widow just the same?

When that time came, let's see what Si Rong had left to be arrogant about, just like her!

After Li Xuan remarried several times in succession, and her husbands were either disabled or unlucky, everyone was now saying behind her back that she was a jinx.

Men were one thing, they were all cheap bones anyway.

What was infuriating was that her children were also unfilial.

Shen Yuan had grown wings a few years ago and went out to work with a man, only sending her money twice.

No matter how she asked, Shen Yuan refused to say where she was located.

She was also a born bitch; once she found a man, she didn't want her old mother anymore.

Her life was truly bitter.

After her son was released from prison, he wasn't as capable as before, nor did he think about dealing with Si Rong to vent her anger, letting those two children of Si Rong grow up to be so big.

For some reason, Li Xuan always felt it shouldn't be like this.

Si Rong shouldn't have children, shouldn't even have a husband, and the Si Family shouldn't have remained so wealthy.

This wealth should have been hers, if not for some unexpected turn of events.

Her son and Lin Meixi were now renting a place in Huaiyang; after Kong Lingdong died, that house in the Family Quarters was taken back.

Their son was already twelve and a half years old this year.

There was just one thing: Li Xuan often thought of that child she had sent to the Fuliyuan and later couldn't find.

She had originally thought that when Lin Meixi gave birth to another child for her son, she would tell her son about that child from back then.

That way, it would be easier for her son to accept.

But that incompetent little bitch Lin Meixi hadn't been able to give birth to another child for her son for so many years.

Right now, those two are living hand-to-mouth and have no intention of showing her any filial piety.

After all, Li Xuan had earned easy money before, and now that she did not want to suffer or put in hard labor, she could only return to her old trade.

Which meant continuing to walk the streets.

But because she was older and had not taken good care of herself, she could only take on elderly men.

These old men had poor hygiene habits, so Li Xuan easily got into a bad mood when taking on such clients.

Therefore, whenever she had no money, she would go to Lin Meixi to ask for some.

Today, Li Xuan had come to find Lin Meixi again.

"I have a headache, give me some money so I can go get medicine!"

Lin Meixi opened her flat wallet with an expressionless face, took out fifty yuan, and handed it to her.

Just as Li Xuan was about to take it, she threw the money onto the ground.

"The wind is too strong."

Li Xuan knew this little bitch was giving her attitude, but she needed the money right now.

Fifty yuan? That was about the same price as taking on one old man.

Had she known this little slut would humiliate her like this, she would have preferred to serve an old man.

Li Xuan coughed twice and picked the money up off the ground.

"You're coughing?" Lin Meixi jumped back in a panic, "Don't tell me you've been infected with the F Virus?"

That thing could kill people.

"You old hag, how can you be so harmful!" Lin Meixi cursed in a breakdown, "I get it, you're trying to infect me with the F Virus, aren't you? If you're so capable, why don't you go infect Si Rong? How many times have you used that child as leverage to demand money from me over the years? What good does it do you to get me killed?"

F Virus?

Li Xuan could not help but cough twice more; could she really have been infected with the virus?

Lin Meixi's words echoed in her mind.

Infect Si Rong?

If the heavens were truly so blind as to force her to this point, then the one person she would most want to drag down with her before she died was Si Rong!

It was she who insisted on divorcing Shen Lan and ruining her original perfect plan!

Getting infected is what she deserves!