The cannon fodder heiress embarks on the path of cultivation.

124 An Irrepayable Kindness

"mother!"

After Wang Baozi shouted that, his heart jumped again.

The familiar gaze reappeared, like a heavy hammer striking his heart, leaving him uneasy and anxious.

A subtle determination flickered in her mother's eyes, as if she was about to utter something important.

Wang Baozi stared intently into his mother's eyes, trying to glean more information from them.

He keenly sensed the profound meaning in his mother's eyes, as if she were implying that this matter was inextricably linked to him.

This feeling was like a fog; the more he tried to see it clearly, the more blurred it became, but at the same time, it aroused his strong curiosity and thirst for knowledge.

Wang Baozi took a deep breath, his gaze hardening as he met his mother's eyes, relentlessly pressing for an answer: "Mother, what is it? Please tell me!"

His voice trembled slightly, with a hint of urgency.

Aunt Wang sighed helplessly and turned to look at the old man sitting to the side.

The two stared at each other for a moment, seemingly communicating with their eyes.

Finally, the old man nodded slightly, indicating his agreement to tell his son the truth.

After receiving her husband's approval, Aunt Wang turned around and faced Wang Baozi again.

"Child, do you still remember when you were bitten by a poisonous snake while gathering herbs in the mountains and then fell into a coma?" Aunt Wang said slowly.

Wang Baozi nodded hurriedly and replied, "I remember, Mother. When I woke up, I found myself lying in bed at home. I heard that Chen Jia saved me, because she was also on the mountain at the time, and I asked her, and she admitted that she was the one who had people carry me down the mountain. Could there be some hidden story behind this?" At this point, Wang Baozi frowned and looked at his mother with a face full of doubt.

Wang Baozi interrupted Aunt Wang in a hurry, eagerly blurting out what he had long believed to be the "truth."

However, to his surprise, he was not met with the understanding and approval he had imagined. Instead, he was met with his father's hesitant and meaningful expression, and his mother's disdainful and dissatisfied gaze.

At that moment, Wang Baozi felt as if his heart was being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, making him feel so suffocated that he could hardly breathe.

At this moment, without his parents needing to explain further, he realized that the so-called savior in his mind was actually a complete illusion!

I had mistaken my savior for someone else!

This cruel truth struck Wang Baozi like a bolt from the blue, deepening the guilt that already existed in his heart.

However, just as he was still immersed in deep self-blame and regret, what Aunt Wang said next was like a heavy hammer, directly plunging him into an endless abyss of pain.

At that moment, Wang Baozi froze, those words echoing in his mind, each one like a sharp blade, mercilessly cutting into his already wounded heart.

From then on, even though time passed and Wang Baozi had married and started a family, the deep-seated regret and guilt in his heart always followed him like a shadow and could not be shaken off.

He treated his wife with an almost apologetic attitude.

Whether it's trivial matters in daily life or major decisions, as long as it concerns his wife, he will unconditionally support her without hesitation, even to the point of spoiling her excessively.