Even Huo ChuChu, who was single and never been in love, felt her heart tightened.
Never mind Mother Huo who had lost her husband years ago. She was widowed at a young age, had to raise her children on her own, take care of her mother-in-law, and even prop up the Huo’s empire.
In the early years, first her husband passed away, then her father-in-law also passed away. Leaving behind nothing but a mess to her. Businesses at the company was not moving forward and their competitors watching them like hawks. Her mother-in-law couldn’t handle it and had fallen ill. She was truth helpless with nobody to reach out to back them.
Cry.
Even when she told herself to not cry and that it wouldn’t do her any good at all but she just couldn’t stop her tears from streaming down.
Mother Huo remembered that she, too, had cried for an entire month.
Every night when it was quiet and others were asleep, she would close her room door, lay in bed alone, pull the blanket over her head and start to cry.
Tears would just stream down uncontrollably.
She couldn’t just do nothing else but to cry like Lady Meng Jiang… she had kids to take care of and she needed to learn how to manage the company and to attend all sorts of shareholder meetings… No matter how tired or painful she felt, she could only swallow them all up!
She had almost forgotten how she made it through those dark days of her life.
Looking at the painting of Lady Meng Jiang, Mother Huo’s could no longer see out of her blurry eyes.
She could no longer tell the sleeves apart from the patterns apart from the collapse of the Great Wall… she only felt that these ink painting lines, each stroke of them, was nothing but thick sorrow and pain that was almost have physical weight.
She could relate to that!
Tears streamed down her cheeks nonstop!
Nobody knew whether Lady Meng Jiang’s husband died from corvee, pressure, or accident.
But she trusted that the hatred that she felt was the same as hers.
She was too helpless and too broken down back then to the point of desperation… And the more painful and sorrowful she was, the more she needed an outlet.
She thought this through every single night…
Had he not been driving his older son to a picnic, Huo Qidong, who had always doted on her, would never had sped and died on the highway.
Had Huo Qidong not died, her father-in-law would not have fallen ill from overworking and died after him.
Her thought was like a spell. The more she thought about it, the crazier it got!
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The less and less she wanted to see her older son as days gone on!
Every time she saw him, she couldn’t help but thought that all of her sufferings were caused by him!
She was in too much pain!
Every time she saw him, it was like a stab in her chest. Forcing her to remember the pain at the hospital where she couldn’t even see her husband for one last time and to remember every night that she was lonely, scared, and sad.
Mother Huo felt that this painting in front of her reached straight to the scar in the deepest part of her heart.
How was Lady Meng Jiang’s painful crying any different from her placing all the blame onto her older son as an outlet?
But what else could she have done?
There was… nothing else that she could have done!
Mother Huo couldn’t hold back anymore and tears streamed down her cheeks uncontrollably.
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[Beep! Received fondness from Mother Huo and Grandma Huo!]
[Beep! Received fondness from Huo ChuChu!]
[Beep! Received fondness from Huang Chuan and…!]
[Beep! Mid-level Living the painting activated once.]
A barrage of message almost distracted Gu Shishi from her lecture.
She was in the middle of explaining drawing technique and couldn’t possibly take a break to check out the messages.
She finally took a gander at the system news when she went to the restroom.
And she was shocked by what she saw.
Acknowledgement from others went up 30% in one morning.
Old Mrs. Chen had been a great help on this!
The brown-nosers whom she had invited today were all renowned in the society. That and Old Mrs. Chen’s friend’s circle were all wealthy people and that allowed her experience level to go up and up.
Gu Shishi thought she was mistaken when she saw fondness from the Huo’s. But she had it figured out when she saw that her painting’s effect had been activated.
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