Chapter 3 Old Jiang's Blind Date
Jiang Si's eyebrows furrowed slightly: "Then I'll wait."
Jiang Miaomiao then pushed the wheelchair to the seventh-floor ward.
Police questioned a psychologist about why Jiang Miaomiao, another Asian female student, could remain so rational and calm throughout the entire incident, even clearly remembering the physical characteristics and clothing of the perpetrators.
This made them suspect that Jiang Miaomiao might be a hidden perpetrator crying "stop thief!"
However, after the psychologist reviewed Jiang Miaomiao's overseas study resume, he immediately rejected it.
Now, as she and the accompanying policewoman looked at the smile Jiang Miaomiao gave them from her wheelchair, they became even more certain: this Chinese girl simply had an exceptionally strong mental fortitude!
The female psychologist asked gently, "Ms. Jiang, is there anything I can help you with?"
Jiang Miaomiao smiled slightly and met his gaze directly: "I just came to check how much longer they're going to sleep?"
Female psychologist: "She's been asleep for an hour, she should be asleep soon."
“Then…” Jiang Miaomiao’s gaze swept around and she saw two mobile phones charging on the bedside table.
...
When Lu Yao and Song Qitong woke up, there were three nurses in the ward.
Jiang Miaomiao sat upright with her hands on her knees. The policewoman and the female psychologist next to her, however, both had strange expressions.
They were in a bad mood when they woke up.
The two women rushed off the bed barefoot, crying and lunging at Jiang Miaomiao. But thanks to Jiang Miaomiao's prior warning, the female psychologist and policewoman reacted quickly and pulled them apart, one by one.
The two women cried uncontrollably, their teeth bared: "Jiang Miaomiao, it's all your fault that we've ended up like this! Why can you sit here cleanly and laugh at us? Why! Why weren't you the one who was gang-raped?"
Jiang Miaomiao tilted her head and thought carefully: "I was clearly very serious and not smiling, and I am also a victim, so how can you say that I harmed you?"
These words, spoken with a hint of mockery, fueled Lu Yao's resentment even more: "If you hadn't hit him first, would he have allowed others to treat us like this?"
"Yes, it's all your fault!" The clueless Song Qitong could only echo, "You're the one who angered them, yet you're unharmed, but you've dragged us into this mess! How are we supposed to live now? How are we supposed to get married? You owe us our lives!"
Tsk.
Jiang Miaomiao didn't want to visit them in the early stages because she had guessed that this situation would arise.
"You sneaked into my room, brought a strange man to spy on my privacy, and deliberately fabricated a video of me being promiscuous. I threw you all out of the room, is that a problem?" Jiang Miaomiao stared straight at Lu Yao. "Even if I hadn't punched him, a wolf is still a wolf, and it's only a matter of time before it starts craving blood and eating meat. Lu Yao, the root cause is that you let the wolf into the house and brought in a bunch of alcoholic and promiscuous troublemakers, it really has nothing to do with me!"
"As for you..."
She glanced at Song Qitong. "We were only roommates for a few days, but I risked falling to save you. You didn't believe me and accidentally pushed me off the building, leaving me like this. What could I do?"
Jiang Miaomiao felt there was no need to be so subtle. "Are you trying to shift your own remorse? Or are you trying to make me bear the moral condemnation, so that once the police announce this incident, you'll pin the blame for the gang rape on me, leaving me to suffer in silence? And you won't be able to explain yourself? Then you'll become innocent bystanders. You're not a virgin anyway, and you've slept with a lot of people before, so whether you were gang raped or not doesn't matter, as long as no one knows, you can still snag a rich husband, right?"
Lu Yao was clearly caught off guard, her expression complex and vicious as she tried to retort, "We've already suffered so much, and you still want to slander us like this? Jiang Miaomiao, are you even human? Don't you have any compassion?"
"I sympathize with you all, but who will sympathize with me, the most innocent one!" Jiang Miaomiao flipped open the notebook on her lap, turned the screen to Lu Yao, and showed several videos that had been wildly reposted and pinned to the top. "I just asked the police to help me contact customer service and get the user information of the earliest uploader of the video."
"Lu Yao, wasn't it too late when I asked you to delete the video last night when I got back to your apartment?"
"Before that, you and your foreign boyfriend had already faked these videos and posted them online."
"I have absolutely no connection with you, yet you've already started targeting me. Why is that?"
Despite having irrefutable evidence, Lu Yao refused to answer and continued to cry miserably.
Jiang Miaomiao couldn't help but seriously speculate: "Are you jealous of me?"
"Aaaaah!" Lu Yao finally snapped, yelling, "Jiang Miaomiao, we're the same kind of people, so why do you look down on me? I wasn't born with a silver spoon in my mouth like you. If I want to eat well, dress well, and sleep well, I have to work hard myself. What did I do wrong? Apart from not being born into a good family, what am I inferior to you in? Why is it that even strangers praise you, flatter you, and elevate you to a high position, while I'm always despised, belittled, and trampled on? The three of us were trapped in that apartment, yet you managed to escape safely, while we were stripped naked, held down, and gang-raped? Jiang Miaomiao, why are you always so lucky? You're still clean and dressed in white!"
This statement sounds absurd, let alone to the person involved.
Jiang Miaomiao said quietly, "Lu Yao, even at a time like this, you still want to morally blackmail me?"
Lu Yao glared at her through gritted teeth.
Her words were like daggers, and Lu Yao screamed hysterically, "Jiang! Miao! Miao!"
Lu Yao paused for a moment, feeling even more humiliated as all the facts she didn't want to face were laid bare.
She frantically tried to break free from the policewoman's grasp, and the policewoman desperately tried to stop the agitated Lu Yao, "Quiet! Don't get agitated!" Unable to stop her, the female psychologist had no choice but to push Jiang Miaomiao out of the ward.
The female psychologist couldn't help but say, "Even at a point like this, why are you still provoking her?"
"Am I trying to provoke her?" Jiang Miaomiao glanced at the noisy ward and said coldly, "In China, there's a saying: 'Even the pitiful have their hateful aspects!' If we have to tolerate someone just because they're pitiful, wouldn't the innocent be even more innocent?"
Ultimately, Jiang Miaomiao still left some room for Lu and Song, after all, these two women were too weak and thought they could only survive by clinging to men.
She then used these two processing links to reply to all the emails she had received in bulk, regardless of whether they were from acquaintances, casual acquaintances, strangers, people with whom she had a conflict, people who cared about her, or people who wanted to see her make a fool of herself.
It takes only a mouth to spread rumors, but it takes a lot of legwork to refute them. Most people believe that Jiang Miaomiao was not harmed, but there are still a few who turn a blind eye and deliberately jump around, really wanting to trample Jiang Miaomiao's reputation into hell.
Putting aside the internet and the criminals' imprisonment, Jiang Miaomiao's hands and feet were genuinely injured.
My boyfriend is Sui Yupeng.
Sui Yupeng made a special trip to the hospital to be with her, but the gentle and handsome young man seemed to be preoccupied with something. He thought he was putting on a good act, but Jiang Miaomiao could still tell. She asked him indirectly, and when Sui Yupeng tactfully avoided the question, she didn't press him further.
Sui Yupeng reached out and poked her messy hair: "You're already injured, you shouldn't be busy with your graduation project right now, right?"
Jiang Miaomiao said helplessly, "You know it's a graduation project? What if it doesn't meet the standards?"
Sui Yupeng smiled gently and said, "You can say that to me, but if others hear it, they'll definitely be jealous of you."
Jiang Miaomiao looked at him in confusion, while the latter smiled at her with affection in his eyes: "Whenever you make something, everyone knows it's bound to be a masterpiece."
Jiang Miaomiao chuckled, her smile a rare sight, like flowers blooming everywhere... a pure beauty tinged with a hint of ambiguity.
When Jiang Si arrived and saw this scene, she couldn't help but exclaim: "Those who flaunt their love are despicable!"
But then Sui Yupeng received a phone call, which seemed to address his current worries, forcing him to leave Jiang Miaomiao behind.
Jiang Si then entered the room and asked, "Is this the guy you've been dating for two years? He's good-looking and probably comes from a scholarly family. But I noticed his eyes were shifting just now, as if he's hiding something from you."
Jiang Miaomiao closed her eyes slightly and said calmly, "I know, but there's no need to pry into everything. Everyone has their own secrets. If he's willing to talk, I'll listen carefully."
“But what if he lies to you?” Jiang Si countered.
Jiang Miaomiao's tone instantly turned cold, "You investigated him?"
Jiang Si raised her eyebrows: "Don't be angry yet. You don't investigate because you know and trust him, but I don't know him. Nobody knows you're studying here and have a boyfriend. From my perspective, you're my niece, so shouldn't I investigate because I love you so much?"
The ward was quiet for a while.
Jiang Si chuckled and said, "But I have indeed discovered some interesting things. Would you like to hear them?"
"No." Jiang Miaomiao refused decisively. "My relationship with him is between the two of us. Even if there are problems, I should be the one to discover them, not someone else to tell me."
"Alright." Jiang Si shrugged helplessly, realizing she had gone to unnecessary trouble. She had originally planned to return to China immediately after the bandages were removed, but now that Jiang Miaomiao was unable to move around easily, she felt obligated to stay with her until she was discharged from the hospital.
...
That evening, Jiang Miaomiao was waiting for Sui Yupeng's long-awaited goodnight message when she suddenly received a video call from an overseas customer.
She glanced at it, then paused: "You found us so quickly?"
Upon answering the call, a picture of a well-maintained man in his forties or fifties popped up on the computer screen. He was impeccably dressed in a suit, had no stubble on his chin, and smooth, elastic skin, looking every bit the currently trendy, refined, and sophisticated gentleman.
The other person was panting heavily, clearly very angry, and roared, "Jiang Miaomiao, have you grown too big for your britches? You've cut off all contact with me on QQ, WeChat, and phone, and you don't even send a message during holidays. Are you dead, or am I, your biological father, dead?"
Jiang Miaomiao retorted without any politeness, "You've never given me tuition or living expenses, so whether you live or die doesn't affect me."
"You unfilial daughter!" Jiang Zhengye pretended to clutch his chest, looking as if he was about to have a heart attack from anger.
Jiang Miaomiao asked doubtfully, "Old Jiang, you must have gone to a lot of trouble to find me, right?"
Jiang Zhengye roared, "Old Jiang, is that how you address me? You have no manners! Call me Dad!"
Jiang Miaomiao: "..."
Jiang Miaomiao squinted at him: "..."
Jiang Zhengye continued his rambling, completely absorbed: "You're in the hospital now, right? Go get a premarital checkup, focusing on your uterus and fertility, and then send me the report. I've already spoken to the Song family beforehand; as long as you're healthy, you'll definitely be able to marry into their family. As soon as possible, you absolutely must!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Miaomiao laughed: "Old Jiang, are you on drugs or still dreaming? I'm living a good life here, and I even have someone I'm talking to about marriage. You've never cared about me since I was a child, and it's not your place to care about me in the future."
Jiang Zhengye said anxiously, "You've already been... you know... done that to me, how can you possibly get married over there?"
Jiang Miaomiao frowned, instantly realizing that there was a time lag in Jiang Zhengye's message.
Those clarification announcements were only issued today. Because of the time difference, Jiang Zhengye probably doesn't know that a clarification has been released yet, which is why he rushed over to arrange for her to leave.
Jiang Miaomiao was too lazy to say anything more and simply ended the video call.
Jiang Zhengye stared at the black screen and dialed back, only to find the line constantly busy. He assumed she was busy and put the call on hold. But for the next week, he made three video calls every day, morning, noon, and night, and the line was always busy.
He was taken aback. How busy could a student be?
Finally, the secretary timidly told him, "Maybe you've been blacklisted?"
Jiang Zhengye didn't believe it.
He immediately grabbed the secretary's phone and dialed, and this time it went through right away. But seeing that Jiang Miaomiao was about to hang up again, he quickly cut to the chase: "The Song family is a powerful family in Hong Kong that can shake the city with a stomp of its foot. Your old man can help you find a marriage partner like this, aren't you satisfied? You need to think about your current situation. You're already past your prime. How could your young boyfriend possibly marry you? In this world, older men are still the most attractive. Take your old man, for example. My charm hasn't diminished at all..."
Beep beep beep!
The person on the other end of the phone hung up decisively, and no matter how many different phone numbers he tried to call back, the line was always busy.
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