Chapter 4

Chapter 4

The next day, I glared at him, both humiliated and furious.

He arched a brow. “What’s with that look? Weren’t you the one who said you were my family’s little maid?”

“I quit!”

“…Then what about your mother’s surgery fees?”

I stared at him with tears in my eyes.

He was a total bastard. He was using my mom to threaten me.

Even if my mom’s surgery went well, if I tried to leave him, he would threaten me with her safety.

He wiped away my tears, and his pleasant scent drifted over me. For a split second, I was completely dazed.

That was probably part of the setting too.

His voice was still a little hoarse. “Do you enjoy playing the tragic heroine that much?”

I looked at him blankly.

He pulled me up, squeezed toothpaste onto my toothbrush for me, and even filled a cup with water for me to rinse my mouth.

See? He looked aloof and hard to approach, and he spoke coldly, as if every word cost him money.

But when he took care of someone, he was truly attentive.

I looked at us brushing our teeth in sync in the mirror, and my heart twisted like it was being cut by a knife.

In the future, he and Jin Zhizhi would live happily like this.

He only saw me as a substitute.

If he treated me like a substitute, then I would put a green hat on him too.

If he could play dirty, so could I.

When he held my hand and led me downstairs, Jin Zhizhi’s mother was already sitting in the living room.

Seeing us come down, she asked with concern, “Zhizhi, are you feeling better?”

“I don’t need your fake kindness.” I glared at her. “Don’t worry. As long as He Qianzhou is willing to let me go, I’ll leave immediately! I definitely won’t pose any threat to your daughter.”

Mother Jin looked at me speechlessly, then asked the Young Master, “Why are her eyes red?”

The Young Master was very polite toward Jin Zhizhi’s mother, his voice gentle. “She’s acting out a tragic drama, saying she’s the family’s little maid, Yin Zhizhi. She just finished crying.”

Mother Jin looked at me like I was mentally challenged. Her voice toward me was cold too. “Yin Zhizhi, since you’ve taken my daughter’s place, hurry up and drink this soup. Get healthy, then leave. My son-in-law’s family can’t afford to keep such a weak little maid.”

My eyes instantly reddened.

I thought of my mother lying in the hospital, still waiting for me to pay her medical bills.

If my mother were still healthy, she would definitely care about me like this too.

Mother Jin immediately came over and took my hand. “You child, you cry at the drop of a hat. You don’t have depression, do you? Should we go to the hospital and get you checked?”

“Mom, it’s fine. Before she was poisoned, she loved acting too. And she specifically liked acting in a Qiong Yao Drama.”

I had to nurse myself back to health.

Then leave as soon as possible.

I gulped down all of Mother Jin’s soup.

It tasted like something a mother would make.

I looked at Mother Jin.

Could this story also have a real-and-fake-heiress plotline?

Was I actually the real heiress? Or were Jin Zhizhi and I sisters?

But I really liked that NP novel. It had handsome guys of all types, and they did all kinds of morally bankrupt things with the female lead. I had read it several times, and there was no real-and-fake-heiress plotline in it.

During the meal, Mother Jin said, “With her in this state, don’t let her go out to work for now. She was already silly to begin with, and now she doesn’t even have a brain left.”

The Young Master said, “That’s what I was thinking too, but she doesn’t want to live here. She’s been making a fuss about moving out.”

“Ignore her.”