The Comeback of the Cannon-Fodder Supporting Actress

Chapter 810 - 791: I’m Not a Slut 102

Zhou Chong’s mother was truly heartbroken.

Earlier, Zhou Chong had complained to her about Jiang Anan, saying that she had no education, no culture, they didn’t get along, and that the Jiang family was poor. Anyway, nothing about her was good.

Zhou Chong’s mother thought it must be Jiang Anan clinging to Zhou Chong, and she was so angry that she went to the Jiang family to confront Jiang Anan’s mother.

She always thought she was doing it for her son’s own good.

But she never expected to end up being blamed.

The son, who she treated wholeheartedly, actually resented her.

Covering her face, Zhou Chong’s mother started to cry, "Can you really blame me for this, can you?"

She couldn’t say that her son looked down on them for being poor earlier, and now that the Jiang family was doing well, he wanted to be with them. But it was hard not to think that way.

Zhou Chong was also very distressed.

He didn’t want to complain, but he couldn’t help himself from saying those words.

Perhaps, that was truly what he felt inside.

Zhou Chunzhi went all the way to Zhoujiazhuang just for this matter.

She knew Zhou Chong had wronged An Nan before. Now that An Nan found a good boyfriend, she came over specifically to say those things, just to vent her frustration and to needle the Zhou family a bit.

She had already anticipated the temperament of the Zhou mother and son; they would surely have a quarrel after returning home.

Thinking about how Zhou Chong used to be so disdainful of An Nan and now regretted it, Zhou Chunzhi felt extremely pleased.

She entered Zhou Chunsheng’s house humming a little tune.

Zhou Chunsheng also received a call from Mrs. Jiang, knowing that Anning was getting married, and he was quite happy too.

Seeing his sister come over, he quickly asked his wife to prepare a couple of dishes, wanting Zhou Chunzhi to stay for a meal.

On this day, Anning went with An Ping to pick up the wedding photos.

The two of them drove to the studio. Since they had arranged everything in advance, by the time they arrived, the photos and albums were all ready. Anning and An Ping didn’t stay long, just picked up the items and left.

As they were putting the photos into the car, Anning went around to the front to open the car door. Suddenly, she heard shouts and curses coming from a distance.

"You slut, shamelessly stealing someone else’s husband. Why don’t you just die, you..."

Anning looked in the direction of the noise and saw not far from her a woman with disheveled hair attacking another woman who was well-dressed and beautiful. Many bystanders were watching the scene, some were filming with their phones, and others were discussing it.

Anyone seeing the scene would assume it was a wife beating up the mistress.

Originally, Anning didn’t want to look any further as she had a lot on her plate, no time to watch a spectacle.

But when the well-dressed woman looked up, Anning took a good look and called out to Third, "Hold off on getting in the car, let’s go have a look."

Third, who liked to watch the excitement, ran over as soon as he heard Anning wanted to go.

Anning walked over quickly too.

Once she got there, she grabbed the arm of the rough-looking woman, "That’s enough, stop it, you’re embarrassing yourself in public."

Anning intervened because she knew both women.

One was Mrs. Wei, the other was Shen Feng.

She hadn’t expected to encounter such a scene on the street, nor did she know how Mrs. Wei found Shen Feng. But seeing it, she couldn’t just walk away.

"Who are you, why are you meddling in my affairs, who do you think you are. You must be in cahoots with this slut."

Mrs. Wei, upon seeing Anning’s appearance, got even more infuriated, "You look just like a fox spirit. No wonder you’re siding with the mistress, you must be one too."

Third couldn’t stand this; she hated it when someone called Anning a fox spirit. Hearing this, she rolled up her sleeves and was about to hit Mrs. Wei, "What did you say, I’m telling you, don’t think your age will stop me from hitting you."

"And who are you, slut, all of you are shameless, bullying people."

Anning, with a clever push, sent Mrs. Wei flying away.

She helped Shen Feng, "Are you alright?"

Shen Feng’s face was swollen red from a slap, looking a bit disheveled.

But she didn’t cry, she shook her head at Anning, "I’m fine."

Anning then supported Shen Feng as they walked towards her car.

Mrs. Wei wanted to give chase, but Third blocked her, "What are you doing, can’t you just let it go?"

By now, Third must have guessed Mrs. Wei’s identity, but being Wei Jiaming’s mother, he really couldn’t hit her, so he just tried to hold her back.

Once Shen Feng was safely in Anning’s car, they made a hasty retreat.

Third got in the car, and Anning hit the gas, speeding off.

Mrs. Wei couldn’t catch up, only panting and cursing.

Sitting in the car, Shen Feng was a bit anxious, "Thank you so much for helping me, otherwise I’d really have suffered."

Speaking made her mouth hurt.

Anning glanced at her, "Need to buy some medicine first?"

Shen Feng shook her head, "No need, I have medicine at home. Just drop me off up ahead."

Anning chuckled, "I’ll take you home."

"No, no."

Shen Feng waved her hands, "I’ve already troubled you enough."

Third laughed, "What trouble, we’re all acquaintances. My surname is Jiang, I’m Jiang Anping, my elder sister is Anan."

Upon hearing this, Shen Feng realized who they were.

But she felt even more embarrassed. Such an incident, they saw it, it wouldn’t leave a good impression of the Wei family.

"Sorry to have embarrassed you,"

Shen Feng smiled awkwardly.

She was quite gentle and kind, seemingly with a good temper, "I didn’t expect to run into her while shopping, wasn’t prepared. If it weren’t for you, who knows what would’ve happened."

Anning didn’t say anything, and Third wisely didn’t say much either.

Anning drove Shen Feng home, reminded her to apply some medicine on her face, then drove off.

Once Third got home, she immediately told An Nan about it.

An Nan didn’t hide it, and told Wei Jiaming about it.

Wei Jiaming was truly upset; he called Mrs. Wei, not using any harsh words, but in a cold tone he said, "Everything you do is pushing us away. I’ve told you, you’re no longer my mom. From now on, I won’t call you mom, you... and your money, live well. I hope you do."

Wei Jiaming’s voice was cold and emotionless, truly making Mrs. Wei anxious.

She trembled and pleaded, "Jiaming, you’re all I’ve got left, your sister can’t do anything, your dad only thinks about that fox spirit. I... I’m left with nothing. If you don’t acknowledge me anymore, how do I live?"

Wei Jiaming was exhausted, his tone grew colder and more distant, "Did you ever think about how we’re living? What you did, how’s my sister supposed to live? You never considered us, why should we be close to you? Is it because all you care about is money while we ate scraps? Is it because you sell your children like it’s a glorious thing? Is it because you always blame others when things go wrong? I’ll say it again, if my dad divorces you, I definitely won’t stop it... heh, what’s the point in saying all this to you? You don’t understand anything. Fine, I’m hanging up. Don’t call me again, and don’t come looking for me."