Reborn into the 70: Turning Adversity into Her Dazzling Path

This matter was like a thorn stuck in both their hearts.

What kind of person Lei Xingjun was, Zhao Jingmiao actually knew very well.

If he really didn’t care, then at most a month after she left, he should have come to find her.

So when Gu Lingling asked her to stay at her place, she agreed and never moved out.

She was actually just waiting.

Waiting for Lei Xingjun, and also giving herself an explanation and a chance.

She hadn’t expected that this wait would be so long—more than half a year.

She had already moved out of Gu Lingling’s courtyard house for quite some time before Lei Xingjun finally came.

She wasn’t blaming him for coming too late.

It was that he still hadn’t let this matter go.

If they really got married, he would still care a lot about this in the future.

When that time came, that resentment would be endlessly magnified, and then it would become never‑ending quarrels or cold wars, and when they were both exhausted, it would be time to divorce.

Zhao Jingmiao didn’t want that, so it was better not to start.

Besides, she felt her current state was actually pretty good.

That day Gu Chunxia had held her hand and told her to forget about that matter, and not to worry about anything, that she would support her for a lifetime.

If she met someone she liked and wanted to marry, then just marry.

If the other person minded that incident, then there was no need to wrong herself.

”Mom will support you, I can support you for a whole lifetime.” Gu Chunxia said with a smile.

But in the end, she still felt sorry for her, and still gave her address to Lei Xingjun.

”Go back.” Zhao Jingmiao said to him. ”I’m doing pretty well, don’t worry about me.”

”Miao Miao.” Lei Xingjun grabbed her. ”I’m serious.”

”Xingjun,” Zhao Jingmiao said with her eyes closed, ”let’s leave each other with a slightly better impression.”

Lei Xingjun’s body stiffened.

He stayed in Capital City for a week, living in a hotel closest to Zhao Jingmiao, and every day he followed her, watching her go to buy stock, watching her run herself ragged just to get people to buy one more piece of clothing.

Half a year, he had only not seen her for half a year.

Yet she had changed so much, completely different from the old Zhao Jingmiao.

At this point, she seemed even more driven than when she worked at the factory.

After following her for a week, Lei Xingjun returned to Qin City.

First, his leave was over.

Second, Zhao Jingmiao’s attitude was very firm.

”If that man gets out and comes back to Qin City, what will you do?” Zhao Jingmiao asked him.

What would he do?

He’d probably want nothing more than to kill him.

”Go back.” Zhao Jingmiao said calmly. ”Go back and find a good girl, and live your life well.”

”Forget about me.”

That was the last sentence she said to him.

For more than two years, Zhao Jingmiao never went back, not even for New Year.

But last year, before the New Year, Gu Chunxia missed her so much that the whole family came to Capital City, and spent the Spring Festival with her in the courtyard house.

It made the elderly landlady so happy.

She was alone, and her children couldn’t come back. If Zhao Jingmiao had gone home for New Year too, she would have been the only one left.

What old people fear most is loneliness.

That year, on the first day of the new year, their whole family took the old lady to watch the flag‑raising ceremony, then went for hotpot, and then strolled around the streets.

That year, it was the happiest New Year Zhao Jingmiao had had since that incident.