The capitalis Young Mistress Shu Ying, who died miserably from being sent down to the countryside, has been reborn.
At this moment, her uncle's family is plotting against her. Most of the...
Shu Ying was always worried that Lü Jie would go even further towards Shi Tou, but now she understood that solving a problem meant eliminating the underlying risks, not just dealing with the victims.
If we pretend we know nothing, it's tantamount to condoning Lü Jie's actions, which would only push a child into an even deeper abyss.
She has two children and is also a mother; she cannot stand idly by.
Yang Suxian's arrogant demeanor instantly vanished, and she almost lost her balance upon hearing Shu Ying's words.
"What nonsense are you spouting? You're a pretty girl, and you're quite good at talking nonsense. Do you think I would mistreat my own grandson?"
If this gets out, not only will her reputation as a grandmother be ruined, but her son's career prospects might also be affected.
It's unacceptable for a father to be so negligent as to not even know that his child is being abused.
“Boss, you must be an educated person. You know my son’s character. How could we possibly mistreat our own child? Shitou has always been a mischievous child. He was a habitual liar when he was in the countryside. He might have just run off to play somewhere. I don’t think everyone needs to worry so much. He’ll come back on his own tonight. Let’s all go home.”
She raised her hand, intending to shove the people away, but none of the people standing in front of her moved.
Yang Suxian became anxious, "What do you mean by this? Just for a little kid, you're making things so difficult for this old woman!"
Shu Ying looked displeased. Yang Suxian was new here today and probably didn't know much about Shi Tou's situation. She said slowly, "Auntie, why don't you ask your daughter-in-law about the situation first?"
Yang Suxian sneered, finding it impossible.
Although Lü Jie was a widow and had heard a lot of gossip, what could a four or five-year-old child possibly do, no matter how much she disliked him?
Just as she turned her head to confront Lü Jie, she saw her pale face.
Yang Suxian's face instantly turned ugly. The words "guilty conscience" were practically written all over her face, making it hard to ignore her even if one wanted to.
"You troublemaker, where did you take my grandson? Didn't you just say he was playing over there on the playground? What a misfortune for our family! If anything happens to my grandson, I'll haunt you even as a ghost."
Lu Jie waved her hands frantically, her words somewhat incoherent.
"I didn't do it, I really didn't do it, I don't know anything about it."
She waved her hands repeatedly, but when she met the surprised looks of the crowd, even her explanations seemed weak.
Yang Suxian understood immediately upon seeing this.