?Chapter 413: Chapter 413: Are You Preparing to Commit Suicide?   Chapter 413: Chapter 413: Are You Preparing to Commit Suicide?                                   “Have some sour plums,” she said. “You really did inherit my constitution, I’m sorry.”


    Why does she keep saying sorry?


    Qiao Ruoxin felt there was something truly off, and moreover, she could hear a wind-blowing sensation on the phone?


    “Where are you? Are you outside? Why aren’t you home sleeping at thiste hour?”


    “I’m in the garden getting some air, I’ll go to sleep in a bit. What about you, are you feeling unwell? If you’re not feeling well, just say so. The Mo Family has many servants. They’ll take good care of you.”


    Qiao Ruoxin’s heart softened a bit, as if she were back in her childhood. She nodded, “Got it.”


    These past two years, although her mother had been pressing her to forget the past and start anew in the United States, she indeed loved her wholeheartedly.


    “Go to sleep, I won’t disturb you anymore, sleep well, mom wants to be alone for a while.”


    “Mm.”


    Just as she was about to hang up, Qiao Ruoxin suddenly heard the sound of car horns and children’s noise on the phone.


    Then the call was disconnected.


    Qiao Ruoxin was stunned.


    Her mother lived in a vi in a rich district; how could there be the sounds of a bustling street there?


    The ambiance was like that of a lively city street, not a quiet vi area.


    The bedroom door opened, and Mo Chen returned to the bedroom, seeing Little Ghost sitting on the bed, apparently lost in thought.


    The man’s mouth hooked into a smile as he approached the bed, leaning down to embrace her and kissed her forehead, “Little Ghost, what are you thinking about?”


    Qiao Ruoxin snapped back to reality and grabbed the man’s arm in a sh, “Mo Chen, could you help me check where my mom’s phone is?”


    The man’s smile gradually faded, and he furrowed his brows, “What’s wrong?”


    “My mom called me just now and said a bunch of nonsensical things. I feel something is very off with her. She imed she was at home, but I heard street noises on the call. Plus, her voice sounded as if she had been crying. I have a bad premonition…”


    Could mom be thinking ofmitting suicide?


    “Wait for me.”


    The man turned and left the bedroom. After a minute, he returned with aptop and sat on the bed.


    “Call your mom.”


    Mo Chen turned on theptop screen, his slender fingers tapping the keyboard, and a tracking map of the capital city appeared on the screen.


    Qiao Ruoxin nodded and then redialed her mother’s phone.


    This time it took a long time to connect, and her mother’s voice on the phone was very calm, as if she had given up on worldly matters.


    “Xinxin, why aren’t you asleep?”


    “Mom, where are you?”


    “I told you I am at home, I’m getting sleepy and about to go to bed.”


    But on the other end of the call there were still street sounds, noisy and boisterous; how could that possibly be at home?


    Qiao Ruoxin shouted angrily, “Where exactly are you!”


    “Go to sleep, I’m also sleepy, I want to sleep now.”


    After saying that, she directly hung up the call, and it could not be reached again.


    Qiao Ruoxin looked at Mo Chen, “The call won’t go through, did you find anything?”


    The man’s slender fingers rapidly tapped the keyboard, his dark eyes fixed on theputer screen, and eventually, he pressed the enter key, speaking in a heavy tone, “Your mom is at the rooftop of Hengxing Shopping za.”


    Qiao Ruoxin’s eyes widened in an instant, and she blurted out, “Could she be trying tomit suicide!”


    She suddenly threw off the covers, slipped into her shoes, and prepared to rush out of the bedroom.


    Mo Chen quickly grabbed her, “What are you doing?”


    “I’m going to find my mom! And just now, her voice was muffled on the call, she…”


    “I’ll go look for her, you stay at home. You’re pregnant, remember?”


    “But…” She knew she was pregnant, and it wasn’t suitable to go out in the middle of the night, but she was indeed a bit worried.


    Mo Chen touched her head, “Don’t you trust me?”


    “No, that’s not it. Okay then, go quickly. Although I don’t feel much for her now, I don’t want to see her dead…”


    After all, she had given her all the love a mother could when she was a child.


    The man gave a faint response, then turned and left the bedroom, ordering the bodyguard to stand guard outside the door and not to let Qiao Ruoxin take a single step out of the bedroom.


    …


    Meanwhile.


    Jiang Pen sat at the top of the Hengxing Shopping za, looking down at the busy streets below, feeling deste.


    Her mind was filled with what Mrs. Mo had said to her earlier that day.


    “No wonder your daughter would rather sever ties with you to be with my son…”


    “Tsk tsk… If I were you, I wouldn’t want a mother like you either, more trouble than you’re worth. Aborting the twins? You really thought that one through, didn’t you? Are you even a woman?”


    These words kept echoing in Jiang Pen’s head, feeling like her brain was about to explode.


    She sat on the edge, constantly wondering why she had ended up this way.


    If she hadn’t given birth to Qiao Ruoxin and had chosen to live a quiet life after getting married, what would it be like now?


    But what fault did the child have?


    Now she was just a tool in Lawrence’s power struggle… Heh.


    She remembered the past two years when she constantly forced her daughter to be with a man she didn’t like.


    Hadn’t she herself married a man she didn’t fancy and lived in mncholy every day?


    But now, even with a man she liked, she was still unhappy.


    Jiang Pen felt that she was the source of everyone’s suffering; if she didn’t exist, then nothing would have happened.


    She had a bottle of sleeping pills by her side, most of which she had already taken. She really didn’t have any reason to go on living; she was too tired.


    She wanted Lawrence’s approval and to protect her daughter, but in the end, she couldn’t do anything and was angrily scolded as unworthy to be a parent.


    Suddenly!


    Behind Jiang Pen came a series of deep footsteps, but she was already feeling dizzy and sluggish.


    Turning around, Jiang Pen saw someone she never expected, Mo Chen.


    “Why are you here, Mr. Mo?”


    “You’re nning tomit suicide?” Mo Chen’s voice was icy and emotionless, showing little reaction even at such a scene.


    Jiang Pen stood up, “Don’te any closer! If you do, I’ll jump! You don’t have to worry about me, I chose this myself, I’m too tired, I want to sleep.”


    She wanted to sleep without waking up, no longer facing all these vexations of reality.


    Everyone thought she, as Mrs. Lawrence, would be happy, but she wasn’t. In the two years of marriage to Lawrence, she was constantly targeted by his family, every day was tiring.


    Mo Chen noticed the bottle on the ground and said coldly, “Having already taken the pills, why bother jumping off a building?”


    Jiang Pen let out augh, a bleak sound, “To punish myself, I guess. I want to feel real pain onest time, to see just how foolish I am.”


    Mo Chen took a step forward.


    “Mr. Mo, don’te any closer! I just want to ask you one thing—was the girl’s fall from ten years ago really not your doing?”


    “No, it wasn’t.”


    “Alright, you said so, I’ll believe you.” Because Jiang Pen started to trust her daughter’s judgment—surely it must be better than hers.


    Jiang Pen then asked, “Will you always love Xinxin? Will you ever cheat on her or betray her?”


    Mo Chen’s expression was detached, “No.”