Chapter 1544: Chapter 1544: Qiu Zimo
Zhang Xian’guang, despite saying he would let them go, imdiately sent people after them once they left the Long Residence, determined to kill them all.
On the way, their car lost control and flipped off the mountain.
They were fortunate to survive, but all sustained varying degrees of injuries.
Qiu Zimo, curled up in the car at the ti, had only one thought in her mind: she had to live. Live so she could find the person who ruined their family and take revenge.
She saw the driver’s door being opened, and her mother frantically crawled out. Once outside, her mother rushed to save them. First, her mother dragged her out of the car, then pulled her grandmother out as well.
At that mont, her grandmother had already lost consciousness.
In Qiu Zimo’s mory, her mother had always been a petite and gentle woman, yet this sa woman, though injured herself, managed to carry her grandmother on her back while holding her in her arms, step by step climbing up the mountain.
The car exploded shortly after they made it to safety.
“Mom, Mom.” Qiu Zimo kept shaking her mother, who was lying on the ground.
Her mother slowly opened her eyes, raised a hand to caress her face, and said, “Zimo, live on, take care of your grandmother.” With that, her mother closed her eyes and never opened them again.
It was that night that Qiu Zimo t the person who would change her life forever.
Baimu Organization’s leader, Qiu Baimu!
“Please, save my family, save them. As long as you save my family, I’m willing to do anything for you.” Qiu Zimo desperately stopped a passing car, furiously pounding on the window.
The car window slowly rolled down, revealing a middle-aged man inside with graying hair, sitting upright with his eyes slightly closed.
“Please, save my family! I’m begging you!” Qiu Zimo, ignoring her bleeding wounds, clung to this last lifeline.
“If I save them, your life will belong to from now on. Are you willing?” The man slowly opened his deep, impenetrable eyes.
“As long as you save my family, I’m willing.”
“Ah Si, let them in.”
“Yes, Master Mu!”
“Master Mu, this one’s already dead, this one is still breathing.” The man, addressed as Ah Si, got out of the car to check, confirming Qiu Zimo’s mother had died, while her grandmother remained barely alive.
“Bring the living one up.” The man closed his eyes, his crimson lips parting slightly as he commanded coldly.
“You’re leaving my mother here?” Qiu Zimo stepped forward in disbelief.
“What use is a dead body?” The man’s tone carried not a hint of emotion, as though discussing an abandoned pet.
“But she’s my mother! How can I leave her behind like this?”
“To achieve greatness, the first thing you must learn is sacrifice. If you can’t do even this, I don’t keep useless people.”
Qiu Zimo gripped the edge of the car window with both hands, the veins on the back of her hands visible and taut. She turned to look at her mother, lying silently on the ground, her eyes welling with tears as her mother’s dying words echoed in her mind: Live on!
Qiu Zimo said nothing more, opened the car door, and got inside. The car slowly drove away as she refrained from looking back.
“What’s your na?” The man asked, eyes still closed, fiddling with a shimring string of peach pits in his hand.
“Zimo.” Qiu Zimo responded quietly with her gaze fixed on the moon outside the window.
“Qiu Zimo—that will be your na from now on.”
“Yes!”
From that day forward, Qiu Zimo never cried again.
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