Chapter 8 The Acceptance Letter of the Sent Person

Everyone was waiting for Wen Ning's apology.

Zhou Qingyan couldn't wait any longer and wanted to grab her arm to force her to apologize quickly.

Zhou Qinghe suddenly stretched out his hand to block it.

Seeing that things were at a standstill, the dean spoke gently.

"No, no, our sanatorium and the parents share the same sentiment. We just hope Wen Ning can learn from this lesson, mend his ways, and stop lying. But please rest assured, our sanatorium is committed to every patient for their entire lives. If Wen Ning relapses, you're welcome to let us know."

After hearing this, the Zhou family became more convinced of the dean, and Zhou Qingci thanked him several times before hanging up the phone.

This time, the way people looked at Wen Ning wasn't filled with any pity or guilt, but rather disappointment, dissatisfaction, and disgust.

Zhou Qingyan walked up to Wen Ning and looked her down. "Hmph, luckily I was smart enough to call the dean, otherwise you would have gotten away with it."

Zhou Qingci's eyes were filled with sternness. "Wen Ning, if you still don't repent, go back to the sanatorium and continue your treatment."

Wen Ning lowered his head and spoke in a hoarse voice after a long while, "I know I was wrong."

Zhou Qingci wanted to continue lecturing them, but Lin Wanyi sighed. She felt sorry for her daughter after all, so she drove both the furious brothers Zhou Qingci and Zhou Qingyan out.

"Ningning, your two brothers are right. It's time to change your lying nature. We can tolerate you again and again at home now, but what about when you enter society?"

After saying that, Lin Wanyi also sighed and walked out.

Only Wen Ning was left sitting on the cold floor, hugging his knees.

She seemed to be back in that dark, despair-filled and violent hell.

Suddenly, a sigh sounded in her ears.

"Ningning, look up at your brother."

Wen Ning didn't have the courage to raise her head. She bit her lip, her voice dry and hoarse, "Brother, I'm sorry, I disappointed you."

Zhou Qinghe's clear eyes were filled with heartache. "Silly girl, I believe you. You've been a good boy since you were little, so you don't like to lie. You must have had some hardship for saying that just now."

The hearts that were originally frightened by the threat from the sanatorium were calmed at this moment.

Wen Ning suddenly threw himself into Zhou Qinghe's arms, tears mingling with emotion, "Brother!"

......

It was unknown how much time had passed before Wen Ning slowly woke up.

For a moment, she thought she was back in the sanatorium. Her breathing suddenly stopped and her whole body became cold.

Suddenly, a breeze blew the shell wind chimes softly. She looked over and the fear that had penetrated deep into her bones slowly subsided.

This is Zhou's house, not a sanatorium.

Wen Ning turned over and hid in the quilt out of habit. Only in this way could she feel a sense of security.

In the darkness, she couldn't help but think back to what happened last night.

At that time, her mood was on the verge of collapse. She even fainted from crying in her brother's arms. Thinking of this, she felt a little embarrassed.

Wen Ning bit his lip, then suddenly remembered something. He hurriedly threw back the quilt, stumbled out of bed, knelt on the ground, turned over the second tile under the bed, and took out a small key from it.

She opened the wardrobe and pointed the key at the small drawer inside.

There were her ID card, household registration booklet, and admission letter.

These are all she has, and they are her future.

Thinking of this, a smile slowly appeared on her pale and fragile face.

But the next second, the smile froze on his face.

The drawer was empty, there was nothing.

Wen Ning closed the drawer in disbelief and opened it again, but there was still nothing.

Basically, no one would come into this room, and the servants would not touch her things casually. Could it be... an idea suddenly came to her mind!

In fact, Wen Ning had thought about it many times in the past three years. Zhou Yaya's method of framing and drugging was very crude and clumsy.

If she had successfully called the police at that time, the truth might have come to light.

Why is Zhou Yaya so anxious?

She could have slowly excluded herself and watched herself collapse step by step. There was no need to take such a big risk.

After thinking about it, it can only be because the admission letter came.

Both she and Shen Xufeng were admitted to top universities, and Zhou Yaya's grades were barely enough to get into a junior college.

At that time, the Zhou family was discussing sending her to study abroad.

For ordinary people, the freedom, enjoyment and extravagance abroad are much better than at home.

But for Zhou Yaya, going abroad means making room for Wen Ning.

This allowed her to spend four years with the Zhou family, deepening their relationship.

Zhou Yaya would never be willing to do this!

So he decided to come up with a ruthless plan, to firstly drive her out of the Zhou family, and secondly to take away her...future.

After thinking this through, Wen Ning's brain was working rapidly, wondering how she could gain the greatest benefit for herself.

When I came to the living room.

Zhou Yaya was sitting on the sofa, hugging Zhou Donghai's arm and acting coquettishly, as if asking him for a belated birthday present.

Zhou Qingyan was the first to see Wen Ning. His eyes darkened and he muttered in dissatisfaction, "The troublemaker is here again!"

But after what happened last night, his mumbling became very quiet.

Lin Wanyi also saw Wen Ning and waved at her happily, "Ningning, come here, Mommy. I specially asked the kitchen to prepare your favorite salt-baked shrimp..."

"Where are my ID and admission letter?" Wen Ning ignored them and asked, looking at the head of the Zhou family, Zhou Donghai, with shining eyes.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's expressions changed significantly.

The smile on Lin Wanyi's face froze, and a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes.

Zhou Yaya narrowed her eyes and said nervously: "Dad, I..."

Zhou Donghai patted her shoulder and said coldly to Wen Ning, "You'll be in the sanatorium for three years. Your documents will be kept safe by your family."

Wen Ning gritted his teeth and said, "Give it back to me."

Zhou Donghai stood up and spoke sternly, "Your ID card and household registration booklet are in the cabinet in my study. Come with me to get them."

Wen Ning didn't move, but continued to ask, "What about the acceptance letter?"

Zhou Donghai's expression changed. "What? You've been in treatment for three years, and you still think the notice is useful?"

"Why is it useless? I worked so hard to get into this school, and even if I didn't get in, I could still apply for a leave of absence." Wen Ning refused to give in. "You didn't do it for me?"

Zhou Donghai's face turned a little pale.

"Nothing can be done." He said coldly.

"Really?" Wen Ning sneered and turned to Zhou Yaya. "Then I'm curious, Miss Zhou, which school are you currently attending?"

"I...I..." Zhou Yaya's eyes flashed with resentment, but her voice was choked with sobs, "I'm sorry, sister, I...I still..."

"Enough!" Zhou Donghai shouted angrily, his aura suddenly radiating outward. "Three years ago, you drugged Yaya and stole her boyfriend. You made her cry for a long time and gave her pneumonia. I'll take care of your admission letter and give it to Yaya as compensation!"

Although he had expected this, Wen Ning's voice still went dry when he heard them admit it in person.

"So, you just gave her my future so easily?"