The Early-Deceased Mother of the Male Lead CHAPTER 4

Chapter 4

Monday morning.

The weather was fine; the sky was a clear, bright blue, dotted with fluffy white clouds. A gentle breeze carried the faint scent of unknown flowers; it was hard to pinpoint the exact fragrance.

Luo Wen Shu sat on a bench in Xinghua Square. It was a weekday morning, so the square was relatively empty.

Luo Xingyu was sitting three meters away on another bench, looking at her with worry.

They weren’t sitting together because Luo Wen Shu was having a very unlucky day.

After returning home last night, she had intended to rest but fell asleep.

When she opened her eyes again, the night was over.

Luo Xingyu woke her, gently tugging at her clothes and softly calling her “Mommy.”

“What is it?” she asked, sitting up.

This body had no cultivation, yet the side effects from overusing her spiritual energy last night had completely vanished after a night’s rest. This surprised Luo Wen Shu.

“You’re going to be late for work…” Luo Xingyu softly reminded her.

Luo Wen Shu paused, realizing it was Monday and she should be going to work.

Growing up relying on the kindness of strangers, then taken in by Luo Ming Qi and becoming his disciple, she’d never had to worry about food, clothing, or shelter. Her only responsibility was cultivation.

The concept of “going to work” was unfamiliar.

The original owner worked as a hotel receptionist; it didn’t require a high education, but required good looks.

The pay was decent, but the work was exhausting. Four days off per month, requiring advance notice, with rotating shifts, and constant smiling at customers…

Luo Wen Shu disliked and couldn’t handle this job.

But she needed the money. The original owner only had a little over a thousand yuan left; rent and utilities were due soon.

The bigger expense was Luo Xingyu’s kindergarten tuition. He would be starting senior kindergarten in September; tuition was eight thousand yuan per semester, excluding insurance, payable this month.

“…Mommy, here.” Luo Xingyu softly said, handing her a toothbrush with toothpaste already squeezed onto it.

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The original owner’s memories showed that Luo Xingyu was a very good child from birth, rarely crying, only making noises when hungry or needing a diaper change; after that, he quickly fell asleep.

Later, he learned to help, fetching things or pouring water.

While other children in kindergarten needed help getting ready in the morning, Luo Xingyu did everything himself.

He often woke up before the original owner, getting ready before waking her.

Even without occupying the original owner’s body, Luo Wen Shu would have liked this intelligent and well-behaved child.

Looking at him and thinking about their poverty, Luo Wen Shu sighed, deciding to quickly resume her old profession.

At 8 AM, Luo Wen Shu prepared to leave.

As she stood at the door, she sensed a subtle opportunity, pausing for a moment.

“…Mommy, what’s wrong? Did you forget something?” Luo Xingyu softly asked.

Luo Wen Shu recovered, squinting at him. “Do you want to come with me?”

Luo Xingyu was surprised.

Luo Wen Shu waited.

After a few seconds, he nodded decisively.

So Luo Wen Shu took Luo Xingyu out.

And her bad luck began.

Leaving the building, she almost stepped in dog droppings; it seemed deliberately placed.

She shifted her foot in mid-air to avoid it.

Buying breakfast, the tea egg the vendor gave her contained an unhatched chick, and the soy milk bag burst, almost spilling on her.

Then, the bus broke down; many people were anxious, so she and Luo Xingyu got off. Strangely, the bus started again and drove off.

These were minor issues; Luo Wen Shu easily avoided them.

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The real trouble started later.

Luo Wen Shu needed to go to the hotel to resign.

A shortcut led to the back of the hotel, saving half the distance. The original owner usually used it.

As Luo Wen Shu walked down the alley, a gust of wind blew through, sounding frightening.

She let Luo Xingyu wait and went ahead.

A crash came from above; a large glass ashtray with shards of glass fell toward Luo Wen Shu.

She dodged it.

Unfazed, she continued; as they were about to leave the alley, a dirty, matted dog appeared, barking and lunging at her.

Luo Xingyu was terrified, his face pale.

He watched the dog approach, then…Luo Wen Shu kicked it away; it hit a wall, fell to the ground, whimpered twice, and lay still.

After many more mishaps, Luo Wen Shu finally resigned, losing a month’s salary and the pay for half a month’s work.

She didn’t mind; she had ways to make more money quickly.

She took Luo Xingyu to Xinghua Park.

The opportunity to make money, and the subtle opportunity she sensed earlier, were here.

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“… Zhenzhen, it’s me, Jinzi…” A young man with dyed blonde hair and a white shirt and black shorts was on the phone, walking past Luo Wen Shu.

“I just took my mom to the mall…What do you want to eat? I can get it for you…”

Luo Wen Shu glanced at him.

He wasn’t handsome, but tall and sunny.

However, he had dark circles under his eyes and looked pale.

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Luo Wen Shu saw a wisp of black energy around him—an ominous sign; he would face danger, possibly fatal.

He had great wealth.

She looked at Luo Xingyu, who quickly got up and followed.

They followed the blonde young man.

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Jin Youqian was picking up duck blood vermicelli soup and a milk tea for someone he’d met recently, Yu Zhen—beautiful, with long flowing hair and a white dress.

He’d fallen for her at first sight and persisted until he got her WeChat.

He’d been showering her with attention.

Smiling, he was tapped on the shoulder.

He turned; a small, pretty woman with gentle features and calm eyes was standing there.

“Beautiful lady, is there something wrong?” he smiled.

She gave a polite smile, but her words were jarring.

“Friend, I see darkness in your forehead…”

Jin Youqian, experienced with such things, immediately wanted to leave.

But an accident happened.

The woman stepped back; a plastic flowerpot fell where she’d been standing.

“…you’re in danger…”

She moved to the left; a motorcycle sped past where she’d been standing.