Chapter 881: Chapter 880: Unwilling to Acknowledge
Wufu couldnāt help but be angry. No matter how much she calculated, she could never foresee the treacherous heavens above, which with a casual move of the chessboard, had changed her smooth-sailing life.
Madam Zhou had been longing for that scumbag Wu Lihong for fifteen years. When the two met again, sparks flew wildly; what room was there left for restraint? Surely the two were now as inseparable as glue and lacquer.
She could almost foresee how chaotic life would be in the future. Just the thought of it gave her a headache.
After longing for over ten years to reunite with her lover, would Madam Zhou ignore Wu Lihong, or willingly part from him again?
That basically didnāt need any consideration. If she could let go of that person so easily, she wouldnāt have waited for him for over ten years.
Wufu rubbed her forehead, her face utterly gloomy. It took her a long while to put on a tired, helpless smile.
And coincidentally, just when she left Huayang, that scumbag went to Changan; what a coincidence!
None of the TV dramas could make it out to be like this!
She sat down, slumped, with no discernible expression on her face.
A cup of tea was handed over; Ah Jiu personally served it to her. Wufu accepted it and took a sip only when her mood had completely settled.
"Now that things are like this, what do you plan to do?" Ah Jiu asked her.
He also found the coincidences too excessive. When they went to Changan, her biological father went to Huayang, and got mixed up with Madam Zhou. What kind of cursed fate was this?
"Your question really hits the mark, but it probably canāt be my decision, right?" Wufu lay gloomily on the table, saying: "You know somewhat what kind of person my mother is, right? Do you think she will let go?"
Ah Jiu frowned and asked: "What about you? What do you think?"
"Me? Iād have to be brain-dead to think of acknowledging my roots," Wufu scoffed coldly.
Though she bore the stigma of being an illegitimate child, she didnāt care. She had fields, a house, and businesses, living a life without worry for food and drink, and was her own master. Why would she need to acknowledge any ancestors?
Can ancestors give her a good life?
Sorry, she didnāt have that kind of clan mentality, especially since she was just a wandering soul from another world, reborn by chance, not the real Wu Fu.
Thus, she felt no familial affection towards her so-called biological father, and as for Madam Zhou, only because she was this bodyās biological mother who genuinely showed her motherly love did she regard her as a mother.
But even so, she never thought of acknowledging her roots.
"Not having a clan is equivalent to being a rootless duckweed, which is a disadvantage for a woman," Ah Jiu said hesitantly.
Wufu chuckled lightly: "I donāt have such notions, Ah Jiu. Without my mother, Iād consider myself an orphan. And who said orphans couldnāt live well? Look at me, if I truly were alone, do you think my life would be a mess?"
Ah Jiu was stunned and said: "I overlooked it."
Her capabilities were evident; even without a clan, she definitely wouldnāt let herself suffer grievances. Rather, being unattached and unhindered, with no weaknesses or burdens, sheād probably live more freely.
If she acknowledged her roots and clan, sheād probably be unable to adapt to life in those grand mansions, restrained by her illegitimacy, doomed to be overshadowed by the legitimate mother above her.
Thus, it seemed better not to acknowledge her roots.
Wufu lowered her gaze, sighed lightly, "Now that Iām far away, thousands of miles apart, I canāt stop anything. Letās wait and see; just let her ponder over what future choice to make!"
Offering each other a chance to choose. How it unfolds rests with Madam Zhou.