"Slap!" Yu Shuang slapped the person who was leaning in away.
Someone lost their balance and fell to the ground, covering their left cheek with a look of accusation and grievance in their eyes.
Is it even human?
They all say I have a terminal illness and they even hit me?
She glanced at the growing crowd of onlookers, a hint of excitement in her eyes.
It seems they think they can use public opinion to force the people in front of them.
She was about to play the victim and try to gain some sympathy.
But then the man spoke first, his voice filled with disgust:
“I warned you, don’t touch me with your disgusting, filthy hands! You got pregnant out of wedlock and dropped out of school to have a child, and now you’re suffering the consequences. Who can you blame? ... What does it have to do with me that you have a terminal illness? How dare you ask me to take care of your child? You’re shameless. ... And you’re even trying to scare people by saying you’ll become a ghost. ... If you’re such a failure as a human being, how good can you be as a ghost? If you’re going to die, just die somewhere far away and stop bringing bad luck to others.”
These words brutally exposed her past shame in front of everyone, rubbing her face in the dirt.
The mocking or sarcastic looks from those around her gave her goosebumps.
Xu Yuan felt a mouthful of blood stuck in her throat, unable to swallow it, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.
She underestimated the woman's viciousness...
No matter how pitiful you sound, you can't evoke even a shred of sympathy from the other person.
She immediately regretted coming here to be tortured.
That plan was based on Yu Shuang's compassion and conscience, but unfortunately, the other party had neither.
It simply won't work...
While she was still in a daze, Yu Shuang had already walked away without looking back.
She slunk away.
He will not appear in the public eye for at least five years afterward.
His past crimes will also lead to him being imprisoned for five years, working on a sewing machine…
...
Xu Wei, who lived in a certain hospital, had been waiting for months, but her adoptive mother from her previous life never came.
Wasn't it said that Yu Shuang would come to see her less than two months after she came to the hospital?
Why hasn't she come looking for her after all this time?
Who knows what kind of life she's been living in the orphanage all this time?
Those unwanted, ill-mannered brats love to bully the weak, spitting on her and urinating on her, it's disgusting...
Hearing her cry would only excite him more, and he would torment her even more.
Every day is pure torture.
More than a year passed like this, and Xu Wei still hadn't seen her adoptive mother from her previous life. Xu Wei couldn't help but panic.
Could it be that the trajectory of this life has deviated due to the butterfly effect?
When she was a little over two years old, she had developed some capacity for action and stole the director's phone to call a number from her memories of her previous life.
Unfortunately, it's a disconnected number.
She felt empty inside, a sense of panic as if she had lost something very important.
What's going on? Why hasn't Yu Shuang come to find her yet?
I'm her best friend's daughter... She promised her best friend she would take care of me!
How could she go back on her word?
In her previous life, that woman would visit her every week, bringing her delicious food, fun toys, and pocket money. The aunties at the orphanage were also very kind and caring towards her.
But in this life, that woman didn't come, so the aunties at the orphanage weren't as patient with her.
She'll be hit or scolded if she needs to, and she won't be the first to defend her when she has conflicts with other children.
She suffered hardship and injustice for several years.
Finally, a young couple wanted to adopt her.
Information about her biological parents inexplicably reached the ears of the couple.
The mother smoked and drank, dropped out of school and became pregnant out of wedlock; the father had only a junior high school diploma, smoked, drank, and was a dissolute young hoodlum.
Who would adopt someone with these genes?
After that, no one was willing to adopt her.
She eventually became the most despised, unwanted, and ill-mannered brat in her own eyes.
This is probably a disastrous start.
Xu Wei forced herself to remain calm.
They believed they still had a chance to turn things around.
In her past life, she was a top student who had studied abroad, so no matter how down she was, she couldn't be really that down and out.
She'll be fine once she grows up a bit.
But welfare homes are really not places for humans to live.
She eventually escaped the orphanage and went to the home where she had lived for more than ten years in her previous life.
But a strange family lived there.
"Who are you looking for, young lady?" the hostess asked her with a smile.
Xu Wei felt a chill run down her spine. "Do you... know my mother, Yu Shuang?"
The woman said she didn't recognize her and thought she had gotten separated from her mother, so she kindly offered to take her to the police.
Xu Wei declined her offer and then found another house under Yu Shuang's name from her previous life.
Unfortunately, the owner there was not Yu Shuang.
how so?
She went to find a close friend of Yu Shuang from her previous life.
A female college graduate, who had only recently graduated, looked completely bewildered:
"Who is Yu Shuang? I don't know her... And, little girl, how do you know my name?"
Xu Wei was extremely disappointed, and suddenly thought of Yu Shuang's parents in her hometown, her maternal grandparents in her previous life.
But how can a four-year-old child buy a train ticket to go back to her hometown to visit her maternal grandparents?
She glanced at the woman in front of her, and a lie came out of her mouth. She wanted to use metaphysics to ask the woman to send her to a certain county.
A female college student looked surprised; this young girl she had just met had guessed so many of her secrets.
Even so, she dared not take the charge of child trafficking.
They insisted on calling the police and handed the amazing little guy over to them.
Xu Wei was so angry she jumped up and down.
She didn't want to go back to the orphanage and insisted on going back to her maternal grandparents' house.
When Mr. and Mrs. Yu received a call from the police in City A asking about the situation, they were completely bewildered.
When did they get this niece?
They quickly contacted their beloved daughter.
Yu Shuang denied the matter outright, telling the two of them to mind their own business, and also to inform them about the little girl's parents.
Mr. and Mrs. Yu, naturally, would not cause trouble for no reason, and immediately notified the police to deny any relationship with the little girl.
After all that, Xu Wei was eventually sent back to the orphanage.
The differences between this life and the previous one are so great that the root of the problem lies with the foster mother.
The adoptive mother didn't follow the expected path.
Could it be that my adoptive mother has also been reborn? Is it for revenge?
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
She didn't even complain about the other party controlling her life, so why should the other party retaliate against her?
...
Iron gates, iron windows, iron chains…
Xu Yuan woke up in a dark corner and looked around in confusion.
Where is she? Wasn't she playing happily with her granddaughter?
Suddenly a foot stepped on her face, shoving her head into the ground.
"You dared to talk back to the boss just now? You deserve a beating!"
Xu Yuan's mind went blank, and an unprecedented panic surged into her heart.
She instinctively begged for mercy, but received no kindness in return. Her body continued to be mercilessly beaten and trampled.
He finally lay on the ground, barely alive, his eyes vacant...
Ugh... I don't want to be here, I want to go back...
I have a son and a daughter, and my son-in-law are all very filial, as well as a pair of lovely grandchildren.
I should be enjoying my family life...
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