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Rebirth of a Village Girl novel Chapter 1287

Chapter 1287: 315: Who else can help me?

“No! I refuse to accept this!” Zhao Jingrong turned around, clinging tightly to her mother as she cried, “Mom! I refuse to accept this! I’ve done so much, I even sacrificed my own flesh and blood, all to secure my position as Mrs. Mog! And now you’re asking me to give it up! How can I give it up?”

Having witnessed everything along the way, Zhao’s mother understood how much Zhao Jingrong had endured and sacrificed. She knew it hadn’t been easy for her.

“Jingrong, you have no choice but to give up now.”

But what could be done, even if she refused to accept it?

Would Mr. Mog ever accept a second wife?

Especially one who had once looked down on him and even mocked him?

Zhao’s mother continued, “Jingrong, right now anyone might have a chance to approach Mr. Mog, except you. Actually, Baichuan is a promising young man. Though he might not be as outstanding as his uncle, among peers in Beijing, he stands out quite a bit. Jingrong, just be content and live a good life with Baichuan.”

Zhao’s mother spoke from her heart, but Zhao Jingrong couldn’t listen.

Because her starting point had been too high.

She had begun as Mr. Mog’s fiancée.

No one could understand the soul-crushing anguish of missing out so narrowly.

She was filled with regret and pain…

“Mom! You have no idea how people outside laugh at me! They say I failed to recognize a jewel embedded in gold, that I picked sesame seeds and tossed away a watermelon! I can’t give up! I can’t let them ridicule me!”

“I need to prove to them that what’s mine cannot be taken away by anyone!”

Mo Qishen is hers!

From start to finish, he’s hers!

“Jingrong!”

“Mom, please stop talking. I know what I’m doing.”

Zhao’s mother sighed deeply before saying, “Jingrong, you’ve already sacrificed one child. You can’t make any more mistakes.”

“As long as I can make Mo Qishen notice me, so what if I sacrifice another child?”

“That is your own flesh and blood!” Zhao’s mother felt as though the Zhao Jingrong in front of her was a complete stranger.

When had her daughter become like this?

Crossing her arms, Zhao Jingrong said, “Mom, please leave now. I want to calm down and think things over by myself.”

Zhao’s mother glanced at Zhao Jingrong and stepped outside.

Not long after, Zhao Jingrong hurriedly left the room as well.

Zhao’s mother caught up to her, calling out, “Jingrong, where are you going?”

“I’m returning to the Mo Family,” Zhao Jingrong replied.

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