Even though he was imprisoned, Dujuan's expression still looked extremely ferocious and terrifying, and it seemed as if blood could be squeezed out from between his teeth with every word he spoke.
"Then I'm afraid you'll feel despair. Look, I'm not only alive and well, but my future is still bright and glorious, while you, on the other hand, will have no choice but to let wild beasts and insects devour your body bit by bit until nothing is left, not even a complete skeleton."
Whenever Wen Zhu recalled the scene of Wang Xiu Niang being engulfed in flames, he could no longer feel any sympathy for Du Juan in front of him, and only wished he could take her life with his own hands.
"You are such a wicked villain! My hatred for you is deep in my bones. Even if I become a wandering ghost one day, I will never let you rest in peace!"
Dujuan seemed to have completely aroused all his resentment, and he roared in a hoarse and sharp voice.
"Why do you say I can't tell right from wrong?"
Wen Zhu took a step forward and approached Du Juan, staring at her with sharp eyes and asking questions.
Finally, she couldn't help but burst out tears, flashing in Dujuan's eyes. She quickly pulled up her sleeves, revealing the new and old scars of varying depths on her arms: some were obviously caused by whipping, there were also teeth marks, and even some parts had scabs but the color change from blue to purple could still be clearly seen.
"That beast, Shouwu, never ceases to inflict physical torture and mental humiliation on me daily. He's the one who tore me into this state. Can you understand the endless torment a person must endure under such inhumane treatment day after day? If you hadn't interfered, how could I have ended up like this?"
At this moment, Dujuan's eyes were red and almost spitting fire. She stared fiercely at Wen Zhu, who was once familiar but now extremely unfamiliar to her.
Wen Zhu sighed softly, his heart filled with mixed emotions. "If someone else had suffered this kind of torture, I would certainly feel distressed and angry for them. But for you, I think this is retribution!"
Her words were filled with unconcealable anger and disappointment.
"You..." Dujuan's hands and feet were tightly tied with thick ropes. She knelt on the cold ground, trembling all over. Her lips trembled with anger.
At this moment, she couldn't say a word, and could only try to convey her inner dissatisfaction and resistance through her angry eyes.
"When you were a high-ranking maidservant, using your so-called power to oppress us humble servants, did you ever have even a shred of sympathy? When you forged the banknotes to deceive me, did you have even a shred of basic conscience? When you pricked my arm with a needle, didn't you feel a tinge of guilt? Not to mention, you colluded with the tailor to isolate and ostracize me! Not only that, you even encouraged the mistress to commit many shameful deeds!"
Wen Zhu spoke out all the resentment in his heart in one breath. At the end, his eyes were slightly red. There was hatred in his eyes, and he vaguely revealed the pain of having been tortured.
She still remembered that in her previous life, Du Juan had used many extremely cruel and despicable methods to deal with Zhao Manxiang.
"I..." Du Juan was speechless in the face of this sudden accusation. She could only let the tears slide down her cheeks and let out a low and helpless cry. Her whole body was shaking with crying.
"All of this was decided by the Second Young Mistress. She chose to have you marry Thin Five as part of her punishment for your past actions."
Fu Yu's tone was devoid of sympathy. "Back then, when you were instigating the mistress to harm others, didn't you ever consider the fact that you were just a lowly servant? If so, you should have expected that one day you would receive the retribution you deserved."
His words were like a sharp blade, directly cutting through Dujuan's last remaining layer of self-esteem and defense.
Hearing this, Dujuan dropped her head weakly, her shoulders began to shake up and down involuntarily, accompanied by increasingly loud sobs, as if even her soul was broken at this moment.
A depressing and sad atmosphere filled the air.
"Someone, come! Take her away immediately and torture her to extract a confession. We must find out who is behind this."
Fu Yu gave orders coldly and mercilessly, without any warmth in his voice.
As the order was carried out, Du Juan was immediately forcibly carried away by several strong men and then locked up in a dark and damp dungeon to await further interrogation.
After calming down a little, Wen Zhu immediately walked to Manager Lin's bed and began to carefully examine his injuries.
I saw that the burns on Manager Lin's back and limbs were very serious, and his skin was charred black, which made people gasp.
Not only that, due to inhaling a large amount of smoke, his breathing became very difficult and he was still in a coma.
Several doctors are doing their best to give him emergency treatment, hoping to bring him back from the brink of death as soon as possible.
At this time, Shopkeeper Ding hurried over and reported the situation to Wen Zhu with a grief-stricken expression: "In this fire, except for the unfortunate death of Wang Xiu Niang, everyone else was lucky enough to escape. Although many of our companions suffered minor injuries during the firefighting, no one's condition is as critical as Shopkeeper Lin's."
Then, he said to Wen Zhu, "Since Shopkeeper Lin needs to rest for a while, I will take over the store's affairs temporarily during this period. Please rest assured."
Hearing this, Wen Zhu nodded and reminded: "Remember to provide sufficient medical expenses for all the injured people, and don't let anyone worry. Also, please tell me how Qing'er is doing now?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shopkeeper Ding wiped away the tears that had not yet dried from his cheeks and, with a choked voice, told Wen Zhu, "Currently, Qing'er is being cared for by Su Xiu Niang and Tang Xiu Niang. These two aunts have a good relationship with the child, so they are doing their best to provide comfort and companionship."
"Please inform Qing'er's family and ask them to consider letting the child stay in the store for a while. We will take good care of him for them. Remember to send someone to the Wang family tomorrow to deliver the news. Try to be tactful when speaking so as not to cause the elders too much grief. In addition, give this poor family some compensation and help them hire a reliable maid to take care of their daily life. Make sure everything is arranged properly."
Even though tears were about to roll down his eyes, Wen Zhu tried to remain strong and calmly arranged one important task after another.
In response to Wen Zhu's thoughtful and considerate approach, Manager Ding nodded with gratitude.
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