Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Chapter 1888: Stockholm Syndrome

An Jinweiʼs mother was anxious to the point of tears. She sat in the living room crying. Her son and her husband were gone. What should she do?

”Itʼs you, itʼs all you. You’re an evil spirit, you and that evil you gave birth to. Since that child’s birth, the An family has never had a peaceful day. You evil calamity!” An Jinweiʼs mother pointed at Ning Shu and cursed, screaming and crying.

Ning Shu was expressionless. What was she crying for? Could an adult that old possibly get lost?

An Jinweiʼs mother had probably developed Stockholm syndrome. An Jinweiʼs father treated her badly, but she couldnʼt leave and was dependent on him.

The father and son were very good at using the silent treatment. Just like now: they both ran away by themselves without saying anything, and they didn’t return even after it got dark. The pair was deliberately trying to make them anxious and torture them.

An Jinweiʼs mother was now worried about what had happened to her husband. She was also worried about whether or not he had climbed into some other woman’s bed. She anxiously paced circles around the living room.

Ning Shu wasn’t in the mood to argue with An Jinweiʼs mother. She closed the bedroom door and then turned on the tracking system to check An Jinwei’s location.

When she had free time, she’d go check around the hotel. Something might happen after all.

”Chen Ning, open the door.” An Jinweiʼs mother knocked forcefully.

Ning Shu opened the door and asked, ”Are the pork cutlets and radish stew ready?”

”Eat, eat, you only know how to eat.” An Jinweiʼs mother stretched out her hand to grab Ning Shuʼs arm and shouted fiercely, ”Follow me to find your father-in-law. He’s so old. It’s so late but he hasn’t come home, he might be in danger.”

Ning Shu pulled her hand away. ”Itʼs cold at night and Iʼm in confinement.”

”Is your confinement more important than finding people? Chen Ning, I have never seen as cruel a woman as you.” An Jinweiʼs mother looked at Ning Shu hatefully.

Ning Shu rolled her eyes, ”He’s not a three-year-old kid. How could anything happen?”

”I called all his friends in the community, but they all said that he’s not with them.”

”You scratched his face into bloody shreds. How could he possibly go to a friendʼs house?” The men of the An family all treasured their reputation and would rather die than lose face.

”He’s probably with your son now.” When Ning Shu checked the tracking system, she had found that there were two red dots and that they were always together, one was probably An Jinweiʼs father.

Ning Shu didnʼt care about this at all. These people had nothing to do with her, and she wouldnʼt bat an eyelash even if they died in front of her.

Because she didnʼt care, she felt no emotions. Their silent treatment could only harm those who cared about them.

Hearing what Ning Shu said, An Jinwei’s mother called An Jinwei immediately. Then she let out a long breath and sat on the sofa. She probably found out where her husband was.

Ning Shu looked at how she had acted like the sky had fallen, and now she suddenly relaxed, like all the energy was drained out of her

An Jinwei’s mother was just another person enslaved by the An family. She had to find a way to show superiority in front of her daughter-in-law.

Ning Shu went to the kitchen to get something to eat. Afterwards, she closed her room door and ignored the rest of the drama.

Ning Shu opened the tracking system again and found that the two red dots were still there. It seemed that the father and son really were together.

For the next few days, they both slept at the hotel.

When her husband did not come home, An Jinweiʼs mother looked very irritable. When she called him, the other party hung up immediately, making her eyes turn red.

Ning Shu didn’t care. She ate and slept well every day. She also cultivated and her body became stronger.

Usually in this situation, the person who gave up first was weaker. Eventually, An Jinweiʼs mother ran to the hotel to find her husband.

MTL Editor: Wheat

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