4: Love you, mom!

"No!"

Luo Shuwan, scared, immediately left the dangerous edge of the rooftop and quickly came to Jiang Feng's side, grabbing his arm.

"Mom..."

Jiang Feng was incredibly emotional, and he held Luo Shuwan's arm back.

Jiang Feng wanted to scold her for trying to commit suicide, wanted to say how badly he had been doing since she left, there was so much he wanted to say.

But seeing his mother's face, a thousand words ultimately caught in his throat.

Luo Shuwan was in her thirties, of average height, her cheeks were thin and sunken, her lips were chapped and peeling, without a trace of color, and her eyes were full of exhaustion.

Because of her illness and chemotherapy, her beautiful black hair had all been shaved off.

Jiang Feng still remembered how his mother used to be: beautiful and graceful, gentle as water, always with a faint smile on her lips, and her voice was always soft and gentle.

"Mom, you've aged..."

Jiang Feng caressed his mother's thin, sunken cheek, which felt somewhat rough.

He choked up, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.

In his previous life, whether he was deceived by Liu Ruyan or falsely accused of rape by his fiancée, he had never cried.

Not until he saw his mother, whom he had longed for day and night.

Thankfully, he had been reborn; everything was still salvageable.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mom shouldn't have thought of giving up..."

Luo Shuwan looked at her constantly weeping son, her heart aching, and reached out to gently wipe away his tears.

"I love you, Mom!"

Jiang Feng hugged his mother tightly.

"Mm..."

Luo Shuwan nodded. She didn't dare to bring up suicide now; she was truly afraid that her son might also think of giving up.

How could Jiang Feng blame this woman, who had given half her life for him, for her final act of love?

As for the potential surgical cost of over a million yuan, it was not an issue.

For him, the year 2010 was the best stage.

"Ding! Mission complete."

"Mission content: Save your suicidal mother!"

"Mission reward: 500 RMB (Completed)"

Jiang Feng felt his phone vibrate and pulled it out to check.

It was a deposit notification SMS:

"Card ending in 4316 received 500 yuan on March 1st at 08:23, balance 500.34 yuan. [Industrial and Commercial Bank of China]"

"That's great. Although it's not much, I only had fifty yuan in cash left on me. This five hundred yuan is truly a timely help."

...

In the distance, Zheng Yiyun, who was observing the situation, finally felt a huge weight lift from her heart when she saw this scene.

"Shu Wan, are you crazy! You really don't consider me your sister, do you? What are you afraid of, not having money? Don't you still have me? My house should still sell for two or three million!"

Zheng Yiyun, barefoot and limping, walked up to Luo Shuwan, hands on her hips, and spoke with a tone of exasperation.

She had run too fast just now, and her soles were probably blistered from the rough stairs.

"Yiyun... I'm sorry, I made you worry..."

Luo Shuwan looked at her good friend with a face full of gratitude.

It wasn't that she didn't know her friend would help her, but that would be borrowing money, and she had already borrowed over a hundred thousand yuan.

If she borrowed money for treatment, by the time she recovered, her family's debt could reach two million, and she would have lost her ability to work.

The heavy burden would directly fall on Jiang Feng, a young man who had just graduated...

That's why Luo Shuwan had thought of giving up.

"It's okay, it's okay. In the past, you raised Xiao Feng all by yourself. Now that Xiao Feng has finally grown up and will soon graduate and start working, life is clearly going to get better and better. How could you be so selfish as to abandon Xiao Feng?"

Zheng Yiyun hugged the silently sobbing Luo Shuwan, gently patting her back, and earnestly advised her:

"We'll figure out the money for the treatment together. As long as you're still here, everything will get better. Besides, when Xiao Feng gets married and finds a wife, don't you have to approve? And when he has a chubby baby, you'll have to help raise him!"

"Mm... I know..."

Luo Shuwan replied softly.

Jiang Feng looked at the happy reunion before him, and his heart finally relaxed.

But the medical expenses of over a million yuan were still a big problem.

He had to think carefully about how to make his first pot of gold.

However, before that, he had to go find that bitch Liu Ruyan and get his hard-earned money back.

Never mind fifty thousand yuan, even fifty yuan had to be retrieved. That was a matter of principle.

In his previous life, he had sued Liu Ruyan and fought a lawsuit for over three years just to get some of the money back.

But now it wouldn't be so troublesome; he knew a secret about Liu Ruyan, though he still needed to investigate it further.

No matter what, his mother definitely wouldn't dare to commit suicide again, or else she'd have to consider whether her son would follow suit.

This tactic of threatening suicide was something he had learned from a former girlfriend in his past life.

That ex-girlfriend was a classic 'landmine girl,' sensitive and suspicious, constantly threatening suicide, which made Jiang Feng so annoyed that he broke up with her after only a week.

Clearly, this tactic only works on people who love you.

"Let's go, let's go back to the ward first. The sun is so strong outside; it'll be troublesome if we get heatstroke."

Jiang Feng said, then walked over and, with Zheng Yiyun, supported Luo Shuwan from either side.

Soon, the three returned to the ward.

Jiang Feng looked at his mother, whose condition had improved considerably, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Ding!"

"At nineteen, you were a simp, learning to cook for your girlfriend just because she said she wouldn't be a maid after marriage and wanted you to do the housework and cooking, and you happily agreed.

But there was a woman who cooked for you for nineteen years, and you never cooked a single meal for her."

"Mission content: Cook a meal for your mother!"

"Mission reward: 1000 RMB"

"Aunt Yiyun, Mom, I'm going to the market to buy groceries later. I'll cook dinner myself tonight, and I'll bring the food over so we can eat together."

Saying this, he held his mother's hand and said, "Also, Mom, please don't think about anything bad again, or else..."

Luo Shuwan nodded, and her gaze towards Jiang Feng held much more contentment.

Seeing her son so filial, she felt that all her years of effort were worth it.

Zheng Yiyun quickly said, "Alright, alright, I know you two have a deep mother-son bond. Xiao Feng, go cook first. I'll be here with your mother; nothing will happen."

Jiang Feng nodded and thanked her:

"Aunt Yiyun, ever since Mom got sick, I'm very grateful for your help. You've worked hard."

Zheng Yiyun rolled her eyes and waved her hand impatiently:

"Alright, Shu Wan is my best friend. This is what I should do. Don't give me that kind of talk, your aunt. When Shu Wan and I met, you weren't even born yet. When you were little, you ran around with your bare bottom, and I used to follow you around with a bowl, feeding you. And when you were seven, you even wet the bed, and you peed on me..."

Zheng Yiyun, in her thirties, looked more charming than any innocent young girl when she feigned annoyance; she was simply full of allure.