Chapter 662: Chapter 662: Abnormal
"Honey, what are you looking at? Eat properly. Looking at your phone during meals is not good for your health." Mrs. Feng frowned deeply as she looked at her husband, who couldn’t help but keep his eyes glued to his phone while eating. She felt as if the old and the young in her family were sent to vex her, with the young being disobedient and the old causing worry.
Feng Yiweng squinted her eyes, mechanically shoveling food into her mouth, looking as if she hadn’t fully woken up. She merely glanced lightly in Feng Aimin’s direction upon hearing Mrs. Feng’s words. Normally, Feng Aimin would have shown a face at Yiwen’s behavior, but today, he completely ignored her.
Seeing Feng Aimin so engrossed and silent, Mrs. Feng couldn’t help but tap her chopsticks on the rim of her bowl, trying to get the father and daughter’s attention, but to no avail. "Are you two father and daughter sent by heaven to torment me? No matter how much I say, you don’t listen, whether I speak nicely or harshly. I really don’t know how much I owed your family in my past life to be so worried about you two, one old and one young, in this life."
When Feng Aimin heard Mrs. Feng say this, he realized he had genuinely upset his wife. He hurriedly spoke in a flattering manner, "I’m just shocked by the news online. That’s why I looked at it for a while longer and didn’t hear you speaking."
"What news?" Mrs. Feng, piqued by curiosity from Feng Aimin’s words, asked with curious eyes.
"Here, this." Feng Aimin handed over his phone, the page still on what he had just viewed.
Mrs. Feng took one glance at Feng Aimin before taking the phone.
As Mrs. Feng looked at it, Feng Aimin, not idle either, spoke in a sighing tone, "She looks like such a young girl, what a pity. Almost decayed by the sea water, no idea who could be this heartless to treat a little girl like that. Imagine how heartbroken her parents would be if they knew."
Mrs. Feng quickly glossed over the content, feeling a part of her mother’s heart softening, she echoed, "People these days are really heartless. It’s only because heaven had eyes that brought this girl back to the shore. If she floated further away and didn’t return, who would avenge this girl? The murderer is truly ruthless."
After saying this, Mrs. Feng paused, her gaze moved from the phone to Yiwen’s eyes, which were still not open. Angrily, she handed over the phone, "From now on, stay at home quietly for me, and go out less. If you go out every morning and night like this, what if something happens on the road?"
After finishing her words, Mrs. Feng felt it was a bit inauspicious, and she muttered a few apologies to the ground before continuing, "Look at the girl on that page, she seems about your age. Maybe she ran into trouble precisely because she went out every morning and night. For your safety, stay indoors more these days. When the murderer is caught, you can do whatever you want."
Yiwen felt dissatisfied after hearing Mrs. Feng’s words, "You’re so annoying, I’ve been walking in the night for so long and nothing has happened. What could happen now? Stop trying to scare me, alright?"
Though she spoke, Yiwen couldn’t resist her curiosity, glancing at the phone, but just that one glance made it impossible for her to take her eyes off the screen.
"Don’t think I’m just scaring you, I know things you think won’t happen often do, I’m your only daughter after all, I don’t want anything to happen to you, you have to understand this as a mother’s concern..."
Mrs. Feng’s words fell on deaf ears as Yiwen didn’t hear a word of it, the spoon in her hand fell into the bowl, splashing porridge and making a sound.
Mrs. Feng’s words were interrupted by Yiwen’s clattering sound.
"What’s wrong with you?" Mrs. Feng was about to lose her temper, but when she looked up, she saw Yiwen staring intensely at the phone, eyes widening, in complete contrast to her earlier sleepy appearance.
The once faded sense of panic climbed up Mrs. Feng’s spine again, adding a subtle trace of caution to her gaze at Yiwen.
"I’m fine, it’s just that seeing such a horrifying image in the morning is unsettling. I don’t feel like eating now. I’ll go to my room; don’t come and disturb me." Yiwen said hurriedly before leaving the dining table.
Mrs. Feng watched her disappearing figure, puzzled and worried, "That picture seems to really have scared our daughter. Look, she’s even walking with synchronized steps, it’s all your fault, watching that stuff during a meal frightened her so much she barely ate."
Facing Mrs. Feng’s anger, Feng Aimin felt wronged, "I only showed you the picture; you were the one who showed it to our daughter, I didn’t show it to her." Feng Aimin argued softly in his defense.
"What do you mean by that? Are you blaming me?" Mrs. Feng’s eyes widened, glaring so fiercely that Feng Aimin looked away.
"I didn’t say that, it’s just your own imagination." Feng Aimin, sensing danger, quickly responded.
"You better mean that, or see if I scratch you with my nails today." Mrs. Feng flashed her freshly manicured nails at Feng Aimin in warning.
Though married for many years, the couple’s affection was as strong as yesterday’s, playfully bantering downstairs, they didn’t put much thought into it, not realizing what Yiwen upstairs was experiencing.
The first thing Yiwen did upon entering her room was lock the door, then nervously bit her nails, her gaze frantic and face pale, muttering continuously, "What do I do? What do I do? What should I do?"
"I didn’t mean to, it was her own fault for not looking where she was going at night, I didn’t want to, it’s not my fault." Yiwen gnawed her well-manicured nails into a mess, without realizing what she was doing.
"She should forgive me, right? This situation, if it were her, she’d make the same choice, right? I’m still young, with so much time ahead, I can’t go to jail. So, so I have no choice, it’s just bad timing for her, and she’s already dead, she can’t drag me down, right?"
Yiwen’s expression turned from helpless and pitiful, talking to the air, into fury and resentment, "I went through so much effort to throw you into the sea, why did you come back? Why couldn’t you be eaten by a big fish or drift to another country? Why did you have to reappear? Why do you make life hard for me?" Yiwen messed up her hair until it was like straw.