Chapter 238 Past Events

Originally, elderly people of Chen Canghui's age don't really care about how online public opinion evaluates them.

No one knew who leaked the news, but on that day, a large number of people who were incited blocked her way back from being released on bail.

Some of them were even more paranoid, holding huge banners and blocking her way, threatening her with death.

They said she was a "fake master" and that she would "die a miserable death for cheating people out of their money." Some even displayed her photoshopped portraits and wreaths on the roadside.

It seemed that he went from being a respected jade master to being hated by everyone and treated like a rat crossing the street in just one day.

There were also countless cameras, both long and short, aimed at her pale and powerless face at that moment.

"Teacher Chen, can I interview you about those online rumors that you are actually a monk who made fake artifacts? Is this true? What do you think about it?"

"Teacher Chen, I heard that you actually went so far as to stab your own master in the back just to collect bribes..."

“Teacher Chen…!”

“…”

The air was filled with voices of inquiry and abuse that flooded in like a tide.

At the beginning, Chen Canghui wanted to explain herself, but after she opened her mouth, she found that no one was willing to listen to what she said.

These people who like to watch the fun and don't mind making trouble may be the real victims, but most of them are gloating and want to see her fall from the altar.

Rather than creating "gods", people seem to be more interested in destroying "gods".

There is nothing more "exciting" and joyful than seeing a once high-ranking genius being pulled down from the altar and thrown into a muddy swamp, unable to get up again.

I don’t know who started it.

It was as if someone took something dirty and threw it at Chen Canghui.

In an instant, all the rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs came one after another and fell on the old lady.

She accepted all this in silence until Chen Haishu pushed through the crowd and stood beside her. Only then did his eyes, which seemed dead, move slightly.

But it was only a moment, and Chen Haishu, who had just spoken for her, was pushed down by the bustling crowd.

No one expected such a situation to happen. Even the two bodyguards that Jiang Wenzhou had specially arranged at the beginning just in case seemed a little stretched in the face of this surging crowd.

When Chen Canghui saw that Chen Haishu was almost trampled, he became completely panicked.

Chen Haishu is a few years older than her, and she is well aware of her husband's health condition over the years.

They certainly can't withstand such a beating right now, and someone might even die.

She moved slowly but hurriedly to help her husband up, but what awaited them was even more ferocious punches and kicks: "Stop hitting me, I did it all by myself, it has nothing to do with Haishu, it's all my fault, please stop hitting me!"

She screamed at the top of her lungs.

I don't know how many times in my life I have regretted my foolish and ignorant decisions.

She was willing to pay for her past mistakes and was willing to endure endless abuse and accusations, but she just couldn't bear to see others being implicated because of her, especially when the person implicated was the lover who had protected her for almost half her life.

Chen Canghui burst into tears.

But at this moment, someone in the crowd spoke with disgust: "I don't know if you have heard of it."

"Chen Canghui was a mistress before. She stole the love of her own uncle and attacked him. The two of them committed incest... It's disgusting to the extreme!"

"Huh? So, according to you, the person who just spoke up for her is her uncle?"

"I've heard stories about her before, and I thought she was some kind of recluse master who was detached from worldly affairs. I never thought she was so disgusting behind the scenes."

"There's something even more disgusting... The aunt she stole and stabbed in the back was actually her senior sister from the same sect, her name was Yang something...!"

"No, that's not it!"

In an instant, the whispering and controversial voices completely drowned out Chen Canghui.

The accusatory or disgusted expressions of the crowd also made the string that had been tense in her heart completely break.

She screamed like crazy and wanted to cover her ears with her hands: "You obviously don't know anything, why do you say that!?"

“…”

Unfortunately, her madness only earned her more mocking laughter from the audience.

"Looking at her big reaction, it must be true!"

"I used to think the older generation had simple and unpretentious love, but now I realize it was because we were so isolated from the outside world back then. It's actually our generation that's ridiculously naive!"

"Ugh, they're so old, and just thinking about what they do makes me feel physically sick, okay?"

“…”

"Stop talking!" Under the overwhelming accusations, she finally changed from her initial frantic resistance to gradual acceptance, and finally collapsed: "Please... stop talking..."

"Cang Hui, Cang Hui!"

Under the immense grief and anger, the last line of defense in her heart completely collapsed. Chen Canghui finally fainted under Chen Haishu's panicked gaze.

…

Afterwards, the bodyguards sent by Jiang Wenzhou finally had time to call for help. A group of people drove away the rioters and sent the two elderly people to the hospital as soon as possible.

Just before help arrived, a riot suddenly broke out among the crowd.

In order to protect Chen Canghui who had already fainted, Chen Haishu was pushed and hit on the head. Seeing the blood, those crazy people finally calmed down.

The old man also held on to his limit. Finally, when he was sending Chen Canghui to the ambulance, he could no longer hold on and fell down with the latter.

…

What happened further later was when Jiang Qingyan and Jiang Wanning met Shi Wang at the hotel and received a call from their eldest brother.

After Chen Canghui and the others were sent to the nearest hospital, she woke up earlier than Chen Haishu.

Seeing her lover almost die because of her involvement, she was completely desperate. Finally, when no one was paying attention, she climbed to the top of the nearest building.

Jiang Wenzhou bombarded Jiang Qingyan's phone with calls, but the incident finally ended at night.

On the rooftop, the once gentle and resolute old lady seemed to have aged by more than ten years in an instant.

She has been shrouded in stigma all her life, and even in her old age, she still cannot see any hope of living.

“It’s too bitter.”

These were the last words she said when she looked at Jiang Qingyan.

"If I weren't here, Haishu would be like the bright moon in the sky, a being revered by the world. In the end, I am a burden to him."

"I thought I'd spent my life pursuing the highest level of jade carving skills, but I didn't expect to end up becoming a useless person that even I despise..."

"I can't take care of myself and will have to rely on others to take care of me from now on... But even so, I still convinced myself and accepted my fate."

"But if this is my fate, why does God keep playing tricks on Haishu and me again and again... First giving us hope, then leaving us in complete despair..."

"...I really don't see any way out. If this is the final trap they're setting for us, I just hope I can break it with my own life and get Haishu out of here completely... After all, I've already tied him down for too long in this life."

"Only in the next life can I return it to him."

Standing on the rooftop, her old and turbid eyes finally fell into dead silence.

Then, at the moment when Jiang Qingyan's pupils suddenly shrank, he jumped back.

Without any hesitation.

Accompanied by a loud "bang".

It seemed as if the entire noisy world had finally pressed the pause button at this moment.