nashuaworldcup Chapter 200 A Flower in a Mirror, a Moon in the Water
Chapter 200 A Flower in a Mirror, a Moon in the Water
At this point, Old Madam Qiao was somewhat frantic; she shouted excitedly,
"Yes! I just can't stand your arrogant attitude, and your two children are all acting like that too! It disgusts me! I leaked Qiao Anlan's itinerary, so what! Your son is long gone now, probably overgrown with weeds by now."
Madam Qiao said this to provoke Bai Chanzi and see her lose control.
Back when they were in the Qiao family, Qiao Anlan was practically a taboo subject; no one dared to say a word about her.
But now, Old Madam Qiao is determined to strike at Bai Chanzi's most sensitive spot!
Surprisingly, Bai Chanzi's face did not show the slightest pain. In the past, if someone unintentionally mentioned her abducted son, Bai Chanzi's face would always show sadness and sorrow, but now she showed no expression at all.
Old Madam Qiao was still wondering, how come Qiao Anlan is no longer Bai Chanzi's Achilles' heel?
Qiao Qingshu slowly approached Old Madam Qiao and said,
“Grandmother, what are you so proud of? My brother is not dead, he is alive and well.”
These words struck like a thunderbolt. Old Madam Qiao was stunned. Impossible!
Xu Biyun personally told her that Fengniu had killed Qiao Anlan on the southbound boat and hadn't even buried the body, throwing it directly into the river to be eaten by fish.
Madam Qiao was very satisfied with the result and gave Qiao Jizhou and Xu Biyun more opportunities to spend time together, hoping that they could have a new legitimate son soon.
Upon hearing that Qiao Anlan was not dead, Old Madam Qiao's face twisted with shock and anger.
"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible...."
But seeing Bai Chanzi's transformation, she had to believe it was true.
The only thing that could bring the living dead Bai Chanzi back to life is that Qiao Anlan is still alive.
Her face was contorted with resentment, and her gaze toward Bai Chanzi was filled with extreme venom, but she could not utter a word.
She spent most of her life painstakingly planning, hoping to secure a future for her son and to earn respect and dignity for herself.
She originally thought that after tricking the eldest daughter of the powerful Bai family into entering the family, she would definitely be able to help Qiao Jizhou carry on Qiao Jingzhou's legacy.
But things didn't go as planned. What he desperately wanted to hold onto slipped away like sand through his fingers.
She stared at Bai Chanzi, her heart brimming with rage, and roared at her.
"You bitch! You filthy bitch! You deserve to die!"
Another resounding slap landed on the other half of Madam Qiao's face.
It was Bai Chanzi who struck again, and this slap was even harder than before. Bai Chanzi rubbed her wrist and slowly spoke.
"I have always respected you far too much. You are such a rude and vile woman; you should have been beaten long ago."
When Bai Chanzi married into the Qiao family, she was respected and noble, and she also managed the household well. Everyone in the Qiao family praised Bai Chanzi.
This aroused the jealousy of Old Madam Qiao, who openly and secretly made things difficult for Bai Chanzi. Even the old woman from the Bai family dared to take advantage of her and show disrespect.
Previously, Bai Chanzi thought that it was normal for Old Madam Qiao to be petty and have a narrow-minded attitude, so she often forgave her and even spoke well of Old Madam Qiao to the Bai family.
But Old Madam Qiao had no idea of Bai Chanzi's good intentions. She thought Bai Chanzi was easy to bully and intensified her rule-breaking to make things difficult for her.
Recalling these past events made Bai Chanzi feel disgusted. She felt that she shouldn't have indulged this old woman in the first place, as she had become increasingly arrogant.
This slap wasn't just for what Old Madam Qiao said earlier, but also for the grievances Bai Chanzi had suffered over the decades.
Old Madam Qiao was clearly surprised that her daughter-in-law, who had once been respectful and considerate towards her, would now slap her without any mercy.
She finally realized that she couldn't speak recklessly anymore; if she insulted Bai Chanzi again, she would probably get slapped later.
Qiao Qingshu spoke again with a smile at this moment.
"Grandmother, let me tell you another secret. It wasn't Xu Biyun who poisoned you, it was me. In fact, it's all my fault that your leg is crippled."
Old Madam Qiao was so shocked that she couldn't speak. Her lips began to tremble inexplicably. She looked down at her legs, which she couldn't move.
Filled with boundless resentment, he raised his face and roared at Qiao Qingshu.
"Ah!! It's you!!!"
If her legs were intact, she could have jumped up and fought back fiercely against Bai Chanzi and Qiao Qingshu, instead of lying here so pathetically, unable to move and at the mercy of others.
It's all Qiao Qingshu!
It was all Qiao Qingshu's doing!
At that moment, as if remembering something, Old Madam Qiao's pupils dilated and she asked,
"Could it be...could it be that...the confiscation of the Qiao family's property was also...?"
Her voice trembled, she couldn't utter a complete sentence, and her whole body was shaking with panic.
"Yes, that's right, it's me too."
Qiao Qingshu maintained a faint smile throughout, which now even revealed a hint of smugness.
"But I also have to thank my father. If he hadn't been such a good-for-nothing, I wouldn't have been able to get this done so smoothly."
Madam Qiao felt a surge of metallic sweetness rise to her head, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
Overwhelmed with anger, she collapsed onto the haystack, staring blankly at the ceiling.
He continued to mutter resentfully.
"My life... my life..."
"Why can't it be changed...?"
Looking at Old Madam Qiao's pale face and vacant eyes, Qiao Qingshu helped Bai Chanzi slowly leave the prison cell.
Madam Qiao's consciousness became hazy, and her mind flashed through scenes from her past like a revolving lantern.
The final scene freezes on when he was eight years old, when his father invited a fortune teller to come to their home to calculate the lifespan of the elderly in the family.
She was peeking through the crack in the door to see what was going on, but little did she know that the fortune teller had come out for tea and happened to see her.
He beckoned her in and asked her to extend her hand. Miao Man obediently extended her hand, and the gentleman then asked her for her birth date and time.
She waited eagerly for the fortune teller to speak, but he shook his head and sighed.
"A lifetime of planning is nothing but a mirage; what is not yours will never be yours."
She was young and naive then, and didn't understand the meaning behind the words, but she kept them in mind.
Decades have passed, and she has long forgotten the fortune teller and those words.
Lying on the floor of the capital's dungeon, she suddenly remembered this scene clearly and finally understood the meaning behind the words.
She felt her eyelids were very heavy, and her hands drooped limply.
She wanted to get a good night's sleep, and perhaps when she woke up she would find that it was all just a dream.