"Sign this statement and get some rest. Don't leave yet; we'll come back to you if anything comes up."

After Qin Xiaoyu signed the papers, they left. A Lei, who was waiting outside, rushed in impatiently.

"Does this world mean that good people don't get good rewards?" A Lei had already gritted his teeth to pieces.

"Good things come to those who wait! We always run into some trouble, but it's nothing, it's all minor. You can tell from their tone that Sister Su didn't betray me. Otherwise, I wouldn't be in this situation now. It was Gao Daxiong and Zhu Xu who came up with this dirty trick."

Qin Xiaoyu's condition didn't require hospitalization, but A Lei insisted. She was currently under house arrest and had little freedom at home, so it was better for her to rest in the hospital.

As evening approached, two visitors arrived at the ward, much to their surprise. A-Lei had called his uncle, not expecting them to arrive so quickly.

The uncle and aunt didn't look too good. When they came in, they asked about Qin Xiaoyu's condition. When they heard that she was alright, they got straight to the point.

"Do you know she's a fugitive?" Auntie quickly got to the point.

"I know," Qin Xiaoyu said truthfully, ignoring A Lei's disapproving look.

"You're breaking the law, do you know that! You think you're so great just because you're a member of the Fang family? You're asking for trouble! We won't always be there for you. Since you're capable of causing trouble, you'll have to bear the consequences yourself," Auntie said angrily, getting up to leave, clearly not wanting to help them anymore.

"I know I've done a lot of things you don't like, but I'm not the kind of person who would joke around with my life and fortune. There must be a reason that I can convince myself to do this. Don't you want to hear it? People who are high and mighty don't know the hardships of ordinary people. Do you know how they struggle in the mud? Why can't you lend a hand!" Qin Xiaoyu's temper flared up, and she didn't hold back a single word.

Aunt was pulled back by Uncle, her face ashen, and she refused to sit down, so let Qin Xiaoyu explain.

After Qin Xiaoyu finished recounting Su Ju's ordeal, her uncle and aunt's expressions darkened even further. Her aunt's fingers clenched tightly around her handbag, her knuckles turning white; she seemed to be engaged in a fierce internal struggle.

"This is outrageous! If this is true, they must be severely punished! Those beasts deserve to die!" Although my uncle was a rigid scholar, he was very ethical and reasonable, and this was a bottom line that he could not cross. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

"He's not dead, he was just slashed and has a scar on his face," Qin Xiaoyu quickly said.

"Not dead? If he's not dead, then there's even less of a problem, right? He should be the defendant! Alxe, you studied law, doesn't Su Ju's act of injuring her husband count as self-defense?" Aunt raised an eyebrow, her eyes blazing with anger.

"Yes, that's right. It's just that Su Ju doesn't understand the law. After the incident, she was afraid of retaliation from the villagers, so she took the children and fled overnight. That's why there's only one side of the story in this case, which has led to the current situation. I've asked around. Su Ju has told everyone the whole story, but she didn't mention that Xiao Yu knew anything." A Lei had already found out, and Qin Xiao Yu was right. Su Ju and her two children had held their tongues and would rather die than tell Qin Xiao Yu that she knew anything.

The story begins with the last competition. Before that, Su Ju's husband had ended up in Guangzhou and went to the fashion street to inquire about her. Zhu Xu, who was interested in hearing this, gave him advice: to make a big deal out of it so as not to alert Su Ju and scare her away. He then took Su Ju to a rented room to stay in.

Xu Jingye was visiting his family during that time and was not in Guangzhou.

He had been away for some time, and Qin Xiaoyu had given him special permission to come home this time. He originally wanted to bring Su Ju with him, but with Cheng Fuyue gone and Ye Qiu withdrawing, there was really no other way.

Su Ju was also worried about her youngest daughter. Her eldest daughter was already interning at a clothing factory, aiming to become a designer, and couldn't come home every day because of it, being in the suburbs. Zhenzhen needed to study, and being home alone was a safety concern; Su Ju simply couldn't leave her side.

Her current life is so comfortable that she can hardly believe it; to her, it all feels like a dream. It's a miracle that someone would still love her and accept her past after she emerged from that endless, dark nightmare.

Xu Jingye is very introverted, the kind of person who's secretly passionate but finds it hard to even speak a word in public. However, he's very open and relaxed when the two of them are together. Although Su Ju comes from a remote mountain village, she later took a less conventional path, naturally making her more resourceful than the average woman.

The two were very harmonious, which was one of the reasons why their love remained unwavering.

Su Ju was not only beautiful, but also exceptional in her conduct as a woman. This was what made Fatty Hong unable to forget her.

Xu Jingye had already made up his mind. He went home and told his mother that he would marry Su Ju, and the two of them could be considered to have achieved a happy ending.

The weather was bad that day, so the shop closed early. As usual, everyone else left first, and Su Ju was the last to close the shop's iron curtain.

She had just locked the door when she suddenly heard someone calling her from behind.

It's Zhu Xu.

Su Ju is a kind person who doesn't like to offend anyone, but she really looks down on Zhu Xu and wants to pretend she didn't hear him.

"Xiao Hong steamed some buns and wants you to come over for dinner. She has something important to tell you." Zhu Xu had no choice but to come closer when she ignored him.

"I'm not eating, you guys eat." Su Ju wasn't fooled.

"You're not even listening to important matters?" Zhu Xu blocked her way again.

"What is it? Why do we have to go over to hear it? Let's talk here." Su Ju rolled her eyes at him.

"I heard it's related to your man. It seems he's come to Guangzhou..." Zhu Xu kept it a secret.

Su Ju was jolted and stunned. It was like a roar from hell, reminding her that she had forgotten there was another danger: an explosion that could happen at any moment.

She didn't know much about her man's affairs; it was something that was supposed to be kept secret. She hadn't told Man Aihong either, but now that Zhu Xu had suddenly brought it up, she couldn't ignore it.

Zhu Xu led her home, winding their way to a dilapidated building. Su Ju sensed something was amiss. She'd heard Zhu Xu was on good terms with Gao Daxiong, so why was he living here? She started to panic.

"You can call Xiaoman down to talk. I'm not going up. I need to go back and cook for Zhenzhen."

"Go upstairs, we're already downstairs, what's a few more steps?" Zhu Xu ignored her and strode into the building.

Su Ju had no choice but to follow. On the third floor, Zhu Xu knocked on a door.

The moment the door opened, Su Ju felt her scalp tingle. The man with a large scar across his face, though no longer the same as before, was someone she recognized at a glance—this was that deadbeat.

Before she could escape, Zhu Xu and her man pulled her into the house one after the other. Where was Man Aihong? They had clearly tricked her into coming here.

"Little wench, I've caught you! See how I deal with you!" The deadbeat man, seething with anger, pushed Su Ju onto the filthy bed and was about to pull out his belt.

"Let me go, help!" Su Ju struggled desperately, but she was too weak and he pinned her to the bed.