Chapter 302 I finally understand where I lost.
Wei Chizheng was in charge of driving. Xie Nanzhi and the two children were visibly anxious. Xie Nanzhi said, "This child is usually well-behaved and sensible. How could he do something as rebellious as running away from home this time? He must have suffered a great injustice."
Are you feeling wronged?
Nianchi suddenly thought of something, "Mommy, I've thought of a place. Yueyue might have gone there."
Xie Nanzhi hurriedly asked, "Where?"
Nianchi said, "If Mommy is gone, and I am wronged, the person I want to see most is Mommy."
Xie Nanzhi instantly understood, "You mean the cemetery?"
Nian Chi nodded.
Forty minutes later, the car stopped at the cemetery.
The two adults and two children hurried deeper into the cemetery and finally found Huang Yueyue's mother's tombstone at the very back, but there was no one there.
It seems they were wrong.
Nianchi was somewhat disappointed. He hung his head dejectedly, but Xie Nanzhi put her hand on his small shoulder to comfort him, "Sister Yueyue is a lucky person. Mommy believes she will be alright."
Suddenly, Nianzheng picked up the butterfly hair clip from the ground in surprise. "Mommy, look, this looks like Yueyue's hair clip. She really did come to the cemetery."
Nianchi looked over and, sure enough, it was Yueyue's hair clip.
"Mommy, it's Yueyue's hair clip. She's been here before."
After saying that, Nianchi started shouting, "Yueyue, Yueyue, are you here?"
Before Xie Nanzhi and Wei Chizheng could react, Nian Chi moved towards the darker side, calling out, "Yueyue, Yueyue."
Suddenly, a very soft reply came, "I'm here..."
The sound was so faint that it was almost inaudible unless you listened very carefully.
Upon hearing the sound, Nianchi walked down a slope, and Xie Nanzhi hurriedly followed. "Nianchi, are you sure Yueyue is down there?"
Standing at the top of the slope, Nianchi saw slippery footprints. The size wasn't that of an adult, so it could only be Yueyue's.
Nianchi frowned. "Mommy, call for help."
This confident expression was just like how Wei Chizheng had worried about Xie Nanzhi back then.
Xie Nanzhi did as instructed, calling the rescue team and also notifying Huang Yaozu.
The rescue team arrived quickly, and fortunately, Yueyue was indeed down there; unfortunately, she had broken one leg.
However, this can be considered a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.
Not long after Yueyue was rescued, Huang Yaozu's family arrived.
Huang Yaozu scooped up Huang Yueyue, both angry and heartbroken. "How could you just run away from home without a word? Don't you know I'd worry? Are you trying to scare your dad to death?"
Huang Yueyue's little face was covered in mud, but her stubborn eyes showed no intention of admitting her mistake. "Daddy will marry Aunt Liu and have a new baby. Yueyue's life or death is irrelevant."
Huang Yaozu was dumbfounded. "Who told you that? Who told you that your life or death is none of Dad's business?"
Huang Yueyue's gaze slowly turned to the elegant and noble lady not far away. "Dad, isn't that right?"
Huang Yaozu followed Huang Yueyue's gaze and looked directly at his biological mother. He frowned and questioned, "Mom, did you say something to Yueyue?"
Madam Huang stubbornly denied it, saying, "What do you mean? Are you questioning your own mother for the sake of a mere maid?"
Huang Yaozu: "Mom, I'm not questioning you, I just want to know what you said to Yueyue?"
Madam Huang snorted coldly, her face showing no concern for her granddaughter, only impatience. "I've said too much, how am I supposed to know what you're referring to? Besides, can't I even have a private conversation with my own granddaughter?"
Huang Yaozu frowned, his hands trembling with anger, but in the end, he could only say, "Mom, Yueyue is my daughter and your granddaughter. I don't ask you to be too good to her, but at least don't mistreat her."
Huang Yueyue remained silent, feeling wronged, her eyes welling up with tears.
The little girl nestled in Huang Yaozu's arms, but had to endure Huang's wife's vicious gaze. "Huang Yueyue, what kind of trouble are you causing? Are you satisfied and happy to see your father angry with me? How can you be so vicious?"
The next second, a childish voice, tinged with malice, rang out, “How is she vicious? Yueyue is gentle, kind, and lovely. I didn’t see any viciousness in her. On the contrary, you, you old hag, as Yueyue’s grandmother, not only did you not care when you saw your granddaughter hurt and wronged, but you didn’t even say a word of comfort. If anyone is vicious, it’s you.”
Madam Huang was so angry she almost choked. "You, you, you little brat, how dare you curse me..."
Before she could finish speaking, Xie Nanzhi interrupted, "Madam Huang, please watch your words. My son is not someone anyone can insult."
Madam Huang looked down on Xie Nanzhi, and the two had clashed again at the department store last time. The old and new grudges made her furious.
Madam Huang glared at Xie Nanzhi, "I'll show some respect? Ha, then do something that will earn my respect."
After speaking, Madam Huang turned her attention to Wei Chizheng. She sneered, "Wei Chizheng, for the past four years, Xie Nanzhi has been pestering my son every day. This is something that everyone in Hong Kong knows. If I hadn't stopped her and refused to let her into the family, do you think she would still be waiting for you?"
You've been wearing this green hat for so many years and you can still act like nothing's wrong, I really admire you. If it were me, I would have already given this slut a piece of my mind...
Then, Madam Huang was struck hard on the forehead by a stone and fell to the ground instantly.
Then, Wei Chizheng looked down at the disheveled Madam Huang and said, "It seems you didn't take my warning to heart at all last time. This lesson is what you deserve. If I hear you slandering my wife again, the next time it might not be a stone that hits you."
Wei Chizheng's black suit made his shoulders and back appear even more upright, but the furrowed brows concealed suppressed anger. When his gaze swept over Madam Huang, he didn't even dare to meet her eyes, let alone refute her.
Daring to slander his wife to his face is courting death.
Madam Huang felt a chill run down her spine; this young man gave her a powerful sense of oppression.
She frowned, clutching her bleeding wound, and didn't dare to argue with Wei Chi. However, she had no intention of letting Huang Yaozu off so easily.
Mrs. Huang complained, "Huang Yaozu, your mother was humiliated and beaten in front of others, and you didn't even dare to fart. How could I have given birth to such a good-for-nothing like you?"
Holding his daughter with a broken leg in his arms, Huang Yaozu felt helpless and powerless. "Mom, stop making a scene. Don't you feel ashamed?"
Mrs. Huang, "Shameful? You watched your own mother being beaten without saying a word, isn't that shameful?"
Huang Yaozu was extremely annoyed, and he slowly looked at Wei Chizheng.
He stood ramrod straight, hiding Xie Nanzhi behind him like a majestic mountain blocking all harm.
He chuckled self-deprecatingly, "Wei Chizheng, I finally understand where I went wrong."
Wei Chizheng replied disdainfully, "What a coincidence, I finally understand why Nanzhi didn't choose you."
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