Chapter 119

The last person my mother saw was Cangqing.

Cangling almost forgot about it.

She still remembers what Cang Qing said in the bathroom of Nova. She said she saw her mother cut her wrists and commit suicide with her own eyes. Does she know anything else?

At that time, the eight year old Cang Ling was sent to the studio for class by her mother. She had to stay in the studio for several hours after school every day. Therefore, she missed her mother's last side.

Although she didn't want to see Cangqing again, Cangling compromised for her mother's sake.

At the weekend, Mou Yu drove her to the detention center on the outskirts of the city. After layers of inspection, Cangling was taken into the prison visit room.

Across the glass window, Cangling and Cangqing face each other. They haven't seen each other for a long time. Cangling is ruddy, white and fat raised by Mou Yu, while Cangqing is haggard, her eyes are deep, and her face has lost a lot of weight.

Cang Qing takes the lead in picking up the microphone hanging on one side and looks at Cangling with dim eyes.

Cangling also picked up the microphone.

"I knew you would come." As soon as I opened my mouth, Cangqing's voice was also hoarse.

Cangling didn't speak. Facing this face, she can always think of the picture of her hysterical pouring aqua regia on her that day.

"Cangling, I lost. I lost completely." Cang Qing smiled sadly, "look at what we look like now, and then think back on what we did before. I really think I'm ridiculous."

Cangling vomited a long breath. "I'm very busy and don't want to listen to you talk nonsense."

"We don't have many opportunities to talk together in our life. Don't you even give me a few minutes?" Cang Qing smiled. "Do you know what I miss most during this time? It's the time when I quarreled with you from childhood to adulthood."

The lonely cell was silent with only her breathing. No one spoke to her. She lived like air and was so lonely that she was going crazy.

Cangling was about to hang up. Cangqing quickly stood up, "don't hang up, don't hang up!"

She had an action. The prison guard behind her hurriedly came over and raised her baton to Cangqing.

Cangqing was afraid, so she had to sit down in the chair again, "Cangling, don't hang up."

Cangling didn't have a good face. She took the microphone to her ear again.

"Come on, how much do you know about my mother?"

Cangqing sighed and gave up the struggle. "I'll tell you what you want to know, but you have to promise me a condition first."

"Do you think you have any confidence to negotiate with me now?" Cangling sneered.

"On one condition, it's very simple for you." Cang Qing's arrogant attitude was reversed, and there was even some pleading in her tone.

Cang Ling raised her eyebrows. She was really curious about what could make Cangqing beg for mercy in front of her.

"You said." Cangling has a cold attitude.

"My mother came to visit the prison. She told me about you. I didn't know until some time ago that you weren't born in the Cang family." Cang Qing smiled sadly. "It's ridiculous. I fought with you for most of my life before I found that my ending could be better. If I had known you weren't my own, maybe I wouldn't have the idea of competing with you."

"No." Cangling rejected her words, "if you know I'm not my own, I'm afraid I'll be more domineering. You know why my mother wants a place and why she wants me to be the eldest lady of Cang family, just to prevent people like you from bullying me and saying I'm a wild seed."

"Cang Qing, don't wash white for yourself. Your upbringing from childhood determines your ending. Even if you do it again, you will still choose the road you have walked and won't change."

The look of Cangqing is a little dark, and the eyes are turbid.

"You've said that. If I explain it again, it's meaningless." Cangqing moved her lips, "you come to see me today for your mother, and the condition I want to exchange with you is also my mother."

Cangling frowns.

"Cangling, give my mother a sum of money to leave Nanshi."

Cangling is silent.

The condition of Cangqing is Zhao Lanzhi? I don't usually see how deep their mother daughter relationship is.

"My parents only have our two daughters. Now, you can't go back to Cang's house, and I can't be filial to them. My father is OK. He has Cang's shares in his hand. Although he won't be rich in the future, at least he has no worries about food and clothing, but my mother has nothing..."

"Cang Ling, you have succeeded. You robbed Cang from us again. There is no room left. However, you also know that these were promised to us by Aunt Qing." Cangqing looked at her eagerly, "Mom and dad are now... Because of our two things, we have a bad relationship and are getting divorced. It is very possible that my mother will be sentenced to clean out of the house... Cang Ling, you know, although my mother has not made any contribution to Cang, she has been running the Cang family for so many years. She has no credit and hard work. She is in her fifties. She has been a housewife for so many years and has no work So I want you to help me... "

"Do you think I'll help you?" Cangling's heart was mixed, "I thought you knew. I hate your mother and daughter very much."

Cang Qing lowered her eyes. "Of course I know, so I want to see more than you. You're not the only one asking for money. I just want to have a try."

"You have a good abacus, and all arrows are fired at once?" Cangling joked. She stared at Cangqing's expression and approached the glass window. "Is there Mo Mo among the people you want to see?"

Cangqing's eyebrows moved.

"What are the chips you used to exchange with her?" Cangling's smile became stronger and stronger. "However, I think she must have rejected you. After all, she has left it clean. Even if you want to bite her back, you don't have this chance. Therefore, you will retreat and ask for the second place and find my head. Otherwise, you should look for life and death on the first day of imprisonment and say you want to see me."

Cangqing narrowed her eyes.

The two grew up together, and more than ten years of time is real. It can be said that Cangling really knows her and guesses her mental journey clearly.

"So do you promise?" Cang Qing was already a little impatient in her tone. Originally, she wanted to wear a poor dress to win sympathy. Now, seeing Cangling's attitude, there is no need to continue acting.

"Promise." Cangling answered simply, which made Cangqing stunned.

"You know, I'm short of everything now, except money." Cang Ling smiled, "I can give her a good enough life, even without you, I can go to the end safely."

Cangqing can't see through the idea of Cangling.

"How do you guarantee?" Cangqing doesn't believe it.

"What qualifications do you think you have to question me now? I promised you verbally. You are not allowed to bring your mobile phone here. Otherwise, maybe I can show you a transfer record." Cangling doesn't think so.

Cangqing doesn't know how to answer.

"Go ahead." Cangling tapped the table with one hand and looked at the watch hanging nearby. "Time is running out. The more you delay one minute, the less Zhao Lanzhi's pension money will be."

Cangqing took a long breath and was completely defeated by Cangling's hand.

"One afternoon a month before aunt Qing committed suicide, I once saw with my own eyes that she came in from the outside in disheveled clothes."