C4 Kahui's Mom Was in Trouble

The prison is really cold. There was no humanity at all. As long as she went against the wishes of her fellow inmates, they would knock over her food. However, she still had to pick it up and eat. She was helpless, she was really hungry.

Also, when those people hit her with iron sticks, she really felt pain. It was even more painful than the slap Mr Qiancheng gave her on the balcony, but she didn't dare to shout out because she knew it was useless to shout. No one would care about her in prison, and no one would help her.

She had always hoped that Mr Qiancheng would save her, just like Prince Charming.

However, she waited for five years. She watched the cotton outside the window bloom and fall, fall and bloom again and again. Five spring, summer, autumn, and winter. Her Mr Qiancheng refused to come. Even if she used such an extreme method to beg him to see her like her sister, he would not do anything.

"Ran, you can definitely pick up the brush again. As long as you want to draw, I..." Soong Jiahui paused for a moment. She seemed to feel that saying this was somewhat inappropriate, but she still continued, "I will send you to the tuition class. You can fill up the missing lessons."

Jiang Shirann raised her rough right hand and used all her strength to grab the thin brush. Her hand trembled above the drawing paper and did not dare to draw for a long time.

The current her did not even grasp the strength well.

"Mom, I'll learn to make buns from you."

Jiang Shirann threw away her brush. She was no longer confident that she could pick up that thin pen and use it to show off her dreams and willfulness on the paper.

She was no longer the Jiang Shirann who could vividly paint her portrait in ten minutes. Five years of prison life had long obliterated her dreams, just like how she loved Liang Qiancheng.

The current her only wish was to live a peaceful life and be with Jiahui's mother.

"Ran, no, you should have your own life. If not for that matter, you should be..."

Soong Jiahui said and could not continue. She turned around and secretly wiped her tears.

"Mom, this is good now."

Jiang Shirann carefully put away the brush and drawing board. This was once her dream but now it was completely destroyed.

Soong Jiahui saw Jiang Shirann become so sensible and did not know whether she should be sad or happy.

Her Ran had finally grown up and was sensible but the price she paid was too great.

The next morning, Jiang Shirann heard movement downstairs. She quickly got up and looked. Jiahui's mother was making steamed buns and she quickly went up to help.

"Ran, do you want to sleep for a while? Hurry up and go to sleep. I will be fine here by myself."

Soong Jiahui pushed Jiang Shirann out of the kitchen. When she saw Jiang Shirann's bloodless face, she felt a heart-wrenching pain.

"Mom, I'm fine. I'm used to getting up so early."

Jiang Shirann quickly rolled up her sleeves. Her hands were no longer slender fingers. She did not have milk to soak her hands. She did not have good skin care products to use.

With Jiang Shirann's help, Soong Jiahui had prepared the buns in advance today.

After putting the buns into the steamer, Soong Jiahui went out to buy the ingredients to make the buns as usual.

It was just that today, she followed Jiang Shirann behind her.

When she walked back, she saw Jiang Shirann's favorite snack shop. She habitually walked to the other side to buy it. Just as she walked to the middle of the road, a red Ferrari 458 suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Soong Jiahui pushed Jiang Shirann away and she was sent flying a few meters away by the car.

The car stopped for a few seconds in the distance, then stepped on the gas pedal and ran away.

"Mom -"