Chapter 193 Grasping the Key Points
After hearing her helpless words, Cheng Yingzi gently patted her forehead, as if trying to sort out the emotions and oppressive atmosphere. She said slowly, "But what you're doing now... you have to swallow all the grievances, injustices, and pressure yourself. If you keep holding it in like this, sooner or later it will cause problems. At the very least, you'll get sick, and at worst, you might even get depressed."
After hearing this, Song Xiaoshan slowly raised her head, her eyes slightly glazed over, filled with helplessness and frustration. She sighed softly, her voice so soft it seemed like she was talking to herself: "What can I do... I really don't have any other choice."
Just when the air seemed dull, Cheng Yingzi suddenly clapped her hands, and her eyes suddenly lit up, as if a flash of inspiration had come to her mind and an idea came to her mind.
"I see!"
She said firmly, "You said you wanted your parents' care and attention. That's the core of your desire. But your parents shouldn't be the ones you want to vent your anger on."
She paused and said slowly, "The people you should really deal with are Song Weiwei and Shen Yan. These two things are completely different!"
"As long as you secretly target Song Weiwei and act without their knowledge, without letting them notice, and at the same time letting out some of the anger in your heart, that'll be all that's needed."
Cheng Yingzi explained seriously, with even a hint of excitement glimmering in her eyes.
"What's more, Song Weiwei and Shen Yan are in the same group. If you want to punish her, it will be equivalent to attacking Shen Yan as well."
She continued, "So I don't mind at all that you target Song Weiwei."
After hearing these words, Song Xiaoshan, who had always been silent and patient, frowned tightly.
There was a moment of hesitation and uneasiness in her eyes, but also a hint of shock and belated excitement.
seem……
Is it really possible to think this way? Is there really a way?
"This...why have I never thought of this?"
She murmured softly, as if realizing for the first time in her heart that she could try from a different angle.
She looked at him hesitantly, a hint of hesitation and vacillation in her eyes, and asked softly, "What do you think I should do? I'm so confused right now, I don't know where to start."
Hu Xinxin, who was listening on the sofa nearby, raised her head coldly, her brows slightly raised, and sneered with a hint of disdain and sarcasm in her tone, "You are indeed too soft-hearted and too cautious in doing things."
She paused, her tone becoming more serious. "They've already bullied you, pressing you step by step, forcing you into a corner, and you still can't think of a way to fight back? When will you wake up?"
"They showed no mercy at all and didn't even think of giving you a chance to live!"
She became increasingly agitated as she spoke, her eyes sharp as a knife. "How can you still think of being soft-hearted towards them? You're only harming yourself!"
"To speak of friendship and reason with the enemy is to hurt yourself!"
She spoke word by word, "You think you're a Bodhisattva, but they're snakes! If you don't fight back, they'll bite you to death."
"If you're bullied to death in this life, what's the point of living? Don't you feel suffocated by being slaughtered like this? Aren't you angry?"
Her tone suddenly changed, becoming more aggressive. "Aren't they just hoping you'll die? What about you? Are you willing to accept that? Don't you really want them to have the same experience?"
"Song Weiwei—what does she care about most?"
She gritted her teeth and said, "What she cares about most is her stall and her business. That's her lifeblood!"
"They didn't give you a way out, so you don't have to give them a way out."
A fierce look flashed in her eyes. "Only by letting them experience that kind of pain firsthand will they understand how miserable you are right now."
"You can destroy her goods and burn down her shop, leaving them with nothing overnight!"
"Not only would she lose all her goods, but she'd also have to pay rent. She'd probably be in dire straits!"
Her tone became increasingly firm. "If things go wrong, she'll end up in a mountain of debt and never be able to recover."
"Maybe she'll have to sell the house she just bought to pay off those debts!"
She raised a sarcastic smile and said, "Even if I sell the house, I might not be able to pay it off!"
"That way they'll truly be doomed to failure and have no way out!"
She whispered, "This will make them truly feel the pain you've suffered!"
"This is the only way you can fight back," she said, her voice suddenly rising, a flame burning in her eyes, "to justify all the grievances and suffering you've endured during this period!"
Song Xiaoshan felt as if a fire had been ignited in her heart, burning more and more fiercely, and her entire body was filled with anger and humiliation.
That’s right, they should also feel the pain of being cut into pieces and pierced by thousands of arrows!
However, reason eventually suppressed her impulse. She frowned, shook her head slowly, and said in a gentle but firm tone, "No, you must not set fire!"
"I really want them to be in trouble, and I really want to see them in trouble, but if it's really found out that I set the fire, or was involved in it, I'll be completely finished!"
There was calmness in her voice.
"If this thing goes wrong, I won't be able to recover. I won't even have the last bit of retreat!"
She took a deep breath, her eyes firm, "I absolutely cannot take this responsibility!"
Cheng Yingzi, who was standing next to him, frowned and thought for a moment after hearing this. Without a trace of discouragement on her face, she continued calmly, "If this trick doesn't work, what's another way? We can try another route."
"What if someone buys their clothes and gets a skin allergy and ends up in the hospital? Or what if the clothes they sell are literally taken from dead people?"
She suddenly slapped her thigh, her voice a bit hurried and excited, "Think about it carefully, the origin of some of these clothes is unclear. They are foreign goods that flowed in through black market channels."
"Those clothes may seem cheap and easy to buy, but strangely, they haven't been washed at all before the labels have been torn off, and sizes are often out of stock. Have you ever considered that there might be a dark truth behind this - these clothes may have been taken from the bodies of dead people abroad, then simply cleaned and sorted, and then repackaged and put on the market and sold again?"
"Who can say for sure whether there are any residual viruses on these clothes, whether those who wear them will get sick, or whether they will cause harm to their bodies?"
"Even if there's no virus, can ordinary people bear the thought of wearing clothes that have been worn by a dead person? Wouldn't they be terrified? Who would dare to wear them? Who can guarantee that nothing will happen to them? Who can live a peaceful life after wearing them?"
When Song Xiaoshan heard this, a light suddenly flashed in her eyes!
She grasped the key point almost instantly!
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