18

The next time I heard about Yang Jing was half a year later.

I heard that Li Qing abandoned their son, took all of Yang Jing's money, and fled.

I bit into a cucumber, looking incredulously at my mom.

"Is that true? I've never seen Li Qing work. Would she really leave Yang Jing, the sucker?"

My mom nodded, her eyes full of relief.

"You have no idea, Yang Jing's mom is really something. Living under the same roof, Li Qing just couldn't take it, so she simply ran."

I inhaled sharply.

My mom continued.

"Yang Jing just stopped working altogether. When he found Li Qing, she was with some boss."

"In a fit of rage, he outright stabbed the guy to death."

"But that big boss was tough. He subdued Yang Jing on the spot, and now the boss's wife is still suing for money."

Li Qing didn't die, but she's weaker than ever and can't do any hard work.

On top of that, she hadn't worked since she came here, so now she can't find a job.