He Qinqin got the comfort she wanted from Aunt Ling. She thought for a moment and replied perfunctorily, "I heard they were involved with a fraud gang. They should be in prison now. The matter is very serious. They'll probably be executed."
"ah?!"
Upon hearing this, Aunt Ling's face turned extremely pale, and she lost all her energy.
"My son, how much effort he put in all these years to get to that position!"
She grabbed He Qinqin by the collar, "How could this happen? Did you tell the police something?! Otherwise, how could my son be in this situation?!"
"Jiang Shen is your son? What about me?"
Hearing Aunt Ling's words, He Qinqin felt deeply puzzled and confused. Wasn't her biological father killed in the avalanche?
“Jiang Shen is my second son, your uncle,” Aunt Ling replied to He Qinqin, her face ashen.
In contrast, He Qinqin became excited: "The president of Shanjiang Group is my uncle, so why doesn't he adopt me? He's so rich!"
"And why put all the blame on me?"
Li Han was struck dumb: "Your son reported you? How is that possible?"
"Besides, you're utterly useless; you haven't even managed to get your hands on a single share of the Si Group."
Li Han's words contained very little information, leaving Jiang Jiawan's mind in complete confusion. "Is Aunt Ling with you for no reason?"
The most important thing was the enormous diamond ring that Shi Yao had placed in his possession, which stung He Qinqin's eyes. She desperately wanted to know who Shi Yao had married.
Jiang Jiawan silently picked up the bucket and went to fetch cold water.
He Qinqin opened her eyes wide: "Grandma, I'm your own granddaughter!"
Shi Yao.
You still think that old ideas of favoring girls or boys don't exist anymore?
Hearing He Qinqin's words, Li Han looked disgusted: "So he really is both stupid and useless. He's still thinking about the Jiang family?"
"What are you daydreaming about? My clothes are falling out of the bucket!"
"What's wrong with you helping your precious son?" Li Han didn't even lift her eyelids.
"You're too lazy to talk to him about romance and trivial matters, but now your son is in trouble!"
Li Han was taken aback: "How could this be? They must have made a mistake?"
Li Han's words punctured the bubbles of fantasy in He Qinqin's mind one by one: "Your matchmaking with them is even worse, in order to help your son bring down the Si family and use their marriage to transfer the Si family's assets little by little."
He Qinqin limped back to her cell, picked up her fellow inmate's clothes, covered them under the bucket of water, and smoothed out the folds with both hands, letting the rising cold air steam the clothes until they were ruined.
"Just from the fact that he reported to Si Jiuyin, and you completely shirked all responsibility, you can tell that he is an ingrate. You are glad that you did not tell him everything."
He Qinqin's back ached from squatting on the ground. You stared blankly at the cold air emanating from the bucket, your thoughts drifting back to the scene at the top-notch styling studio in Haicheng.
A fellow inmate slapped He Qinqin on the forehead!
He Qinqin had never encountered such a biased and patriarchal situation in the Si family. In fact, she was treated worse than Si Jin when she was older, just like the eldest princess outside the family.
A fellow inmate kicked He Qinqin: "Hey, you've ruined your clothes by drying them!"
You learned very few life skills there and suffered several forms of harassment from your fellow inmates.
He Qinqin was speechless, and then you pressed on, "Was his help for you and Aunt Ling genuine?"
When Li Han left, she seemed to have lost her soul. As you walked, you murmured to yourself, "You've helped me for seventy-eight years..."
Just a few steps after you walked out, a prison guard suddenly came to you: "Ling Qian, let him come with you. There are no new cases and he has nothing to do with it."
Before Li Han left, He Qinqin's cellmate sighed, "Tsk tsk, she got sold out by her son, didn't she?"
Cold water was only available for a limited time, and few people used it. He Qinqin was unlucky enough to only get half a bucket of cold water, and during that time, someone stepped on it a few times.
Holding the crystal trophy, Shi Yao, dressed in a custom-made evening gown by a top designer, was dazzling.
He Qinqin was willing: "Aunt Ling was used by them, but I still love you, right?"
The prison guard said helplessly, "His son, Jiang Shen, reported him in order to get a reduced sentence, and he even produced evidence. Let him come over and explain the situation to you first."
"The Jiang family is also a pawn of Sugie. I was trained by Secretary Kuang."
The limited amount of leisure time you spend watching TV or listening to the radio together is small.
Shi Yao pondered for a moment into the microphone: "You are a child who came from a big town. You have to thank the country's student aid policy and the Si Group's financial aid for impoverished students for getting to where you are today, so that you could complete your studies with your worries."
Aunt Ling muttered to herself, looking at He Qinqin with a cold expression: "How can spilled water compare to my own son?"
Li Han impatiently shook off Jiang Jiawan's hand, saying, "You should go find someone with good connections to inquire further."
*
"Why are they telling you their plan? You can help them too."
Your reputation outside of prison is terrible. Hiring someone to kill and betraying your foster mother is a glorious deed that has been thoroughly publicized to all the newcomers. Everyone is used to seeing you.
That's what you learned before you went to prison.
"There are far too many ungrateful wretches in this world, so why place your hopes on others? Helping anyone is helping yourself."
During the interview, the host of the award ceremony asked, "Sister Li, you are so young and outstanding, with over seven million followers across the internet. What would you like to say to your fans?"
You've become prettier, but you've lost your elegance.
“You are a girl, and your parents are no longer alive.”
Life outside of prison is always boring and dull.
That day, He Qinqin was looking at the television, her thoughts still wandering. She was reminiscing about the future, wondering where she would be having morning tea, and which luxury store saleswoman would be serving her... Suddenly, an unfamiliar face appeared on the screen—
Is it all for his son to succeed so he can enjoy his retirement in peace...?
When He Qinqin encountered that situation for the first time, she felt neither the joy of being betrayed by her family nor the satisfaction of accepting it: "The blood flowing out of my body is the same as his, why are you so biased?"
"Throughout this journey, you've come to realize that the knowledge you haven't acquired and the career you've persisted in will betray you, and that you'll have to sacrifice yourself or your dignity for anyone else."
Jiang Jiawan lowered her eyes and spoke.
You used to have a private styling suite that every celebrity could use, and your eight-figure luxury clothes were never properly ironed...
The television's audio narration read: "Shi Yao, a reporter from New Star Television, has won this year's Zhongding Award, the highest achievement award in Chinese journalism, for his outstanding performance in the fishing operation."
Li Han looked at him like he was an idiot, "He was raised by Si Jiuyin, why do you all look down on him? Besides, with his IQ, he'll expose himself any day now."
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