Don't think of rebirth. - Chapter 543 Door Card
Don't think of rebirth.
Chapter 543 Door CardGu Qinghuan turned around and told Ouyang Wushuang the news he got from Chen Zelin.
What surprised Gu Qinghuan was that Ouyang Wushuang was relatively easy to accept the fact that Murong Tianjiao was put in solitary confinement.
Ouyang Wushuang: [She was put in solitary confinement... How should I put it? Should I say that it fits my impression of her mother? ]
Gu Qinghuan: [Do you know Murong Tianjiao's mother? ]
Ouyang Wushuang: [I can’t say I know her, but I heard about her mother from Tianjiao.]
Murong Tianjiao's mother is called Murong Xue. Just looking at her name, she looks more like a character in a martial arts novel than Murong Tianjiao.
She didn't like her name because she had a younger brother named Murong Yang.
The Murong family has its own company, which has been passed down for several generations. Before her younger brother was born, Murong Xue always thought that she would be the heir to the company.
Unexpectedly, when she returned home during the winter break from college, she found as soon as she entered the house that she had a younger brother named "Yang".
Oh, Yang, how beautiful it sounds - when the sun shines, the snow melts.
At the New Year's Eve dinner table, my father smiled and told the relatives that Murong Yang would inherit the company in the future, and his sister Murong Xue would be responsible for assisting him.
Murong Xue threw her chopsticks and left on the spot, never returning home. She started from the Daiso project and developed step by step to the present day, establishing her own company and brand.
On the other hand, Murong Yang was spoiled by his family since he was a child. Not to mention taking over the company, he didn't even finish high school. Now the Murong family is desperately playing the emotional card, just thinking about maintaining their relationship with Murong Xue.
Murong Xue, who is so proud and ambitious, is even more strict when it comes to her own children.
Tang Shunning, an avid fan of martial arts novels, had originally nominated "Tianjiao" as a backup candidate and was chosen by Murong Xue at first sight.
However, unlike Murong Xue’s expectations, Murong Tianjiao was neither strong nor dazzling.
She feels suffocated by her mother's high-pressure education. No matter how hard she tries, she can only get comments like "you can do better" or "I did this and that when I was your age."
The more nervous she was, the more difficult it became for her to study, and even the name "Tianjiao" became a form of oppression.
When it came to the first final exam in junior high school, Murong Xue looked at Murong Tianjiao's transcript and the results of various interest classes, and said, "I won't have any expectations of you anymore," and completely gave up on training Murong Tianjiao.
For the young Murong Tianjiao, this did not mean relief, but only the pain and emptiness of being abandoned by his loved ones.
Fortunately, at that time Murong Tianjiao found animation as his spiritual habitat.
Gu Qinghuan: [So why does she feel that Tianjiao embarrassed her? ]
If she doesn't care about the child, then whether the child is good or bad has nothing to do with her. What's there to be ashamed of?
Besides, in this kind of sudden interview, without any experience, only a few people can remain calm, right?
Ouyang Wushuang did not respond, obviously unable to understand Murong Xue's train of thought.
Gu Qinghuan rubbed his temples and decided not to think about this kind of thing: [Forget it, don’t think about this, focus on what we have to do. ]
Tang Shunning said that the confinement would only be three days. If we count from the day before yesterday, today is already the third day and it will end tomorrow.
Ouyang Wushuang: [Class monitor, I want to visit Tianjiao's home. Can you accompany me tomorrow? ]
Although Ouyang Wushuang is so harsh in her words online, she would break out in cold sweats when facing strangers offline.
It took a lot of determination for Ouyang Wushuang to be able to say such things to Murong Tianjiao's family.
Gu Qinghuan agreed immediately: [Okay, I'll go with you. Do you know where her home is? ]
Ouyang Wushuang: [I know. When her family was away, I went to help her.]
The two made an appointment and met outside the gate of Murong Tianjiao's community the next morning.
There is a security guard in the community. Gu Qinghuan had only been here two or three times, and the security guard didn't remember her. Fortunately, Ouyang Wushuang had been here enough times that the security guard knew her. After registering them, he let them in.
The houses here are not single-family villas, but large flats.
When Gu Qinghuan came before, Murong Tianjiao had informed the property management in advance. Accompanied by the property staff, she could go directly to the building and floor where Murong's house was located.
That didn't work this time. In order to avoid the property management from contacting Murong Xue and Tang Shunning to confirm the situation, they only said that Murong Tianjiao would pick them up downstairs and declined the property management's accompaniment.
Gu Qinghuan was about to ask if they could only observe from downstairs, when she saw Ouyang Wushuang take out a door card from his pocket.
"When did she give you the door card?" Gu Qinghuan was surprised.
"That video was taken before the comic convention. Her clothes arrived too late, so she had to stay up all night to adjust the size. I came over to help her, and she gave me a secondary door card, but I forgot to return it when I left." Ouyang Wushuang replied.
The day after the comic convention, Murong Tianjiao's mother and father came back. Murong Tianjiao was busy welcoming his family, so he naturally had no time to find Ouyang Wushuang to get his door card back.
Ouyang Wushuang contacted Murong Tianjiao because he originally wanted to return the door card to her, and now it just happened to come in handy.
Gu Qinghuan pondered: "Is this considered trespassing? If we are caught, it will implicate the property management, right?"
As long as the situation is not serious enough, it is better to avoid expanding the impact as much as possible.
Ouyang Wushuang thought about it and agreed. The two of them sat down in the small garden corridor downstairs and tried to call Murong Tianjiao first.
This time there was no power-off tone, but it still rang for a long time and no one answered. Finally, it turned into a tone saying that the user was busy and asked to call again later.
Ouyang Wushuang did not give up and called again. The second time the phone rang more than ten times before finally a "Hello" was heard.
Ouyang Wushuang was just about to be happy that Murong Tianjiao finally answered the phone, but then he realized something was wrong: "Tianjiao, did you just cry?"
Her voice sounded very nasal and not as clear as usual, but rather hoarse.
Murong Tianjiao paused and said reluctantly, "No, I'm fine."
"Tianjiao," Ouyang Wushuang was on speakerphone, so Gu Qinghuan could also hear her. She interrupted, "Wushuang, I, and Laoban are all very worried about you."
"You haven't replied to my message for a long time. Wushuang contacted me, and I went to find Laoban. He asked your father and learned that you were in solitary confinement. Persuasion was ineffective, so he could only ask me to find out about your situation."
"Wushuang and I are downstairs in your house right now. Are you really okay?"
Murong Tianjiao was silent for a long time. When he spoke again, his voice was obviously crying and his words were incoherent: "I, I'm not good... My clothes, wig, and various props... Mom... I'm not good... I'm so sad..."
She couldn't continue, and a fragile sob came through the speaker.
Gu Qinghuan and Ouyang Wushuang looked at each other, and the latter decisively took out his door card.
What are you still hesitating about? Go!
"We'll be coming to you right away!"