New book "Transmigrated into the Villain's Little Darling" is out!
The cute and invincible Tang Xiaonan transmigrated into the foolish supporting female character of a period dram...
"Save me! I don't want to go to jail! Second brother, I was wrong... Find a way to get me out of here, I promise I'll change..." Zhao Baishan cried out in anguish. His parents could be taken out, so why was he the only one left?
The child was unharmed, he didn't break the law, so why should he be locked up?
Zhao Baishan cried and screamed, acting pitiful. His words were more eloquent than his singing, and Xiao Jie's grandparents softened, looking at Zhao Wenshan pleadingly. However, this time Zhao Baishan had crossed Zhao Wenshan's bottom line, and he would absolutely not soften his heart.
"You reap what you sow; you deserve it!"
Zhao Wenshan glanced coldly at his own brother, his eyes devoid of any warmth, and resolutely left. Even if Zhao Baishan was sentenced to death, he would not be sad; he deserved to die.
Seeing that their second son was truly heartless and didn't care about their youngest son's life or death, Xiao Jie's grandparents were both angry and heartbroken. But what could they do? After hesitating for a while, the old couple hardened their hearts and followed Zhao Wenshan, thinking that after they calmed down, they would have a good talk with their second son and try to rescue their youngest son.
Zhao Wenshan let his parents get into the car first, then walked up to Ye Qingqing and bowed in shame, saying, "I'm sorry, I failed to manage my family well, I deserve to die!"
The most urgent task is to appease Madam Lu's anger; otherwise, he will lose his job and won't even be able to come up with six hundred yuan, leaving his family to starve.
Ye Qingqing saw through his thoughts and sneered, "You truly deserve to die. Your whole family is like bedbugs, utterly disgusting!"
If Zhao Wenshan hadn't been so muddle-headed before, he wouldn't have fueled Zhao Baishan's greed, and none of this would have happened today. Ultimately, the root of the problem is Zhao Wenshan; she wasn't wrong to scold him.
"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, is the little pig alright?" Zhao Wenshan looked at the sleeping little pig with concern. Its clothes were covered in blood, which made his heart sink even further.
"My son is lucky to be alive. Also, I'm taking Xiao Jie with me. Don't let your parents get close to Xiao Jie again!"
Ye Qingqing glared at him, got into the car, rolled up the window, started the car, and drove off, too lazy to talk to such a stupid man.
Zhao Wenshan felt a chill run through him from head to toe, even his jaw felt cold. Madam Lu was furious and would definitely complain to Lu Mo when she got back. It seemed his job was truly in jeopardy!
When she got home, Lin Shufang was indeed very anxious. Xiao Hu's mother had kept it from her, but such a big thing had happened in the neighborhood, and everyone else had heard about it. Naturally, the rumors reached Lin Shufang. She couldn't get through to Ye Qingqing's phone either, so she didn't even have anyone to ask. She had no choice but to call Lu Mo, who was still out of town and was rushing back.
"Qingqing, where did you go? I heard there was a car accident at the entrance of the community. A child was hit by a car. Where is Xiaozhu?"
As soon as Ye Qingqing parked the car, Lin Shufang asked a series of questions, but she couldn't see the little pig sleeping on the seat.
"The little pig is asleep, Mom, please keep your voice down."
Ye Qingqing got out of the car carrying the piglet. Lin Shufang breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her beloved grandson, but soon she got back in, her expression turning horrified. She forced a low voice and asked urgently, "What happened to the piglet? Where did the blood on him come from?"
"Don't worry, it's just a superficial wound. I've applied some medicine, and it'll be fine in a couple of days. Let me explain in detail when we go inside."
Although Ye Qingqing said it was nothing, Lin Shufang was still heartbroken. So much blood! Who the hell bullied her grandson?
Ye Qingqing held the little pig the whole time. The little guy was still very young, and what happened today had frightened him. Even in his sleep, he clenched his little fists tightly. As soon as she put him down, his body tensed up. He only felt a little better when she held him.