deadly mantra

Chapter 634 Warmer than sunshine, crueler than darkness

Ji Fanyin walked out slowly with the brocade box in hand and stood at the door for a few seconds. She looked back and looked out the window.

Mrs. Ji stood there tremblingly, holding on to the wall.

Old tears.

Full of vicissitudes and pain.

Also, regret.

Ji Fanyin turned around and walked towards her, handed the brocade box over and said:
"Mrs. Ji, this is my mother's thing. I'll leave it to you."

"child……"

Speechless.

Mrs. Ji's red eyes were filled with complex emotions as she cried.

The truth revealed by Ji Fanyin tonight shocked her, and the details of Ji Miaozhu's encounter made her heartache and blame herself.

At this moment, looking at Ji Fanyin, I was filled with shame and embarrassment.

She just felt as if a huge stone was stuffed in her heart, pressing heavily on her heart, making her breathless.

Mrs. Ji's fingertips trembled and she lifted it up with difficulty, wanting to touch Ji Fanyin's face and say sorry to the child.

Ji Fanyin turned her head, glanced at the hand stretched out to her face, and frowned slightly.

It can be seen from those hands that they have been well taken care of over the years.

But after all, as we get older, our skin is no longer as tight as it was when we were young.

A sentence that my mother often said in a nostalgic tone suddenly came to mind -

Mother's hands are warmer than the winter sun.Is it warm?
Why did she feel disgusted when she saw these hands now.

When she thought of these hands that had once pinched her mother's neck, she felt a bloodthirsty impulse. She wanted to break off Mrs. Ji's fingers one by one, then chop them into countless pieces.

But she resisted the terrible thought.

Ji Fanyin took a step back and avoided Mrs. Ji's hand.She didn't want to know the warmth of these hands.She is Ji Fanyin, not Ji Miaozhu.

"Only people I like can touch my face." Ji Fanyin said coldly, and once again raised the brocade box in his hand: "If you don't want it, I will throw it away."

Ji Fanyin's resistance was like a bloody knife stabbing into Mrs. Ji's heart. She put her hands behind her back in embarrassment and said hoarsely:

"How is your mother... doing?"

Ji Fanyin pondered for a moment and replied:

"With my father here, her life will get better and better."

"That's good...that's good..." Mrs. Ji cried and breathed a sigh of relief. She stared at Ji Fanyin with a blurred water color, and then said with shame: "My child, Ji Mansion owes you so much... …”

Ji Fanyin pursed her lips into a hard straight line and listened patiently to her final words.

Mrs. Ji paused for a while, with a pleading look in her eyes, and spoke in embarrassment:

"My child, Simu is still young and she doesn't know anything. Can you...can you be noble and let her live? Just treat it as grandma begging you, okay?"

Seeing Ji Fanyin frowning, she didn't speak.Mrs. Ji slowed down her tone and said painfully:

"I know that Ji Mansion is sorry for you and your mother. What has happened has already happened. Even if you want to pursue it, there is no way to change anything. However, we can compensate you. My child, can you take your mother back? Miaozhu is a child who loves her family, and she must also want to come back here, to me and her father. I promise you, I will make up for her debts over the past 15 years, and I will treat her well. good."

After listening to what she said, a faint smile appeared on Ji Fanyin's lips, but her eyes were so cold that it made people feel panicked:
"Knowing that she is a home-loving person, the first thing you did was ruthlessly drive her out of the house and erase all traces she left in this home."

(End of this chapter)