Upon hearing that her man could still be saved, her eyes lit up again.
She grabbed Liu Meijuan from the ground.
"Did you hear me? Go! Go find that Su Mingde right now, kneel down and beg him, even if you have to sleep with him, you have to get him a letter of forgiveness!"
Liu Meijuan was dizzy from being shaken by her mother, but she dared not struggle.
"Mom, Su Mingde hates me to death now, how could I..."
"I don't care!"
Liu's mother roared hysterically.
"If we don't get a letter of forgiveness, you can die out there. This family can't tolerate you anymore. Never set foot in this house again!!"
Liu Dajun added in a sinister tone.
"Second sister, our family's hopes are all on you. If we can't get a letter of forgiveness, you're useless. We might as well just sell you to a brothel. With a face like yours, you'd definitely fetch a good price."
Liu Meijuan trembled all over.
She looked at her mother and older brother in fear.
I never imagined that I would be nothing in this family.
"I...I'll go..."
Thinking of her elder brother Liu Dajun's ruthlessness, Liu Meijuan lowered her head and spoke in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.
"I'll think of a way."
Only then did Liu's mother let go of her hand, shaking it off in disgust as if she had touched something dirty.
"Go wash up! Look at the state you're in!"
Liu Meijuan staggered towards the bathroom, her reflection in the mirror revealing a disheveled state.
Her meticulously applied makeup had become a smear, and her once smooth thighs were now covered in bruises.
She turned on the tap, and the cold water washed over the wounds on her face, the stinging pain making her cry out in pain.
She had no other options left.
...
Soon, Liu Meijuan, having tidied herself up again, left home and headed to the hospital where Su Mingde was.
The hospital corridor lights were blindingly white.
Liu Meijuan stood in front of the bathroom mirror, carefully checking her makeup.
She applied another layer of powder to her face to cover the fingerprints her mother had left, and then lightly dabbed her pale lips with lipstick.
The woman in the mirror had slightly red eyes, which only added to her pitiful charm.
"That should be enough."
She murmured to herself, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
The top two buttons of the white shirt were deliberately left undone, revealing glimpses of her ample figure.
Pushing open the bathroom door, the smell of disinfectant hit me.
Liu Meijuan took a deep breath, straightened her back, and walked towards ward 302.
The high heels clicked crisply on the marble floor, attracting the attention of several passing nurses.
At the door of the ward, Liu Meijuan stopped, took out a small bottle from her handbag, and sprayed perfume on her wrists and the back of her neck.
The scent of jasmine mixed with musk immediately enveloped her; it was Wang Zhenguo's favorite fragrance.
"As long as we rescue Father, everything will be alright..."
She murmured it to herself, as if it were a spell that could wash away all humiliation.
She gently knocked on the door with her knuckles, and before anyone could respond, Liu Meijuan pushed the door open and entered.
Su Mingde was the only one in the ward; his younger sister, Su Yuzhen, who was supposed to take care of him, had disappeared.
Su Mingde leaned against the headboard, his forehead still covered with gauze, and his eyes behind his glasses widened the moment he saw her.
"Why are you here?"
Su Mingde's voice was as cold as iron.
Liu Meijuan didn't answer immediately, but let her tears flow first.
This wasn't an act; Liu Meijuan couldn't help but cry when she thought about her past self and her present self.
Tears slid down her carefully maintained cheeks, dripping onto the collar of her white shirt and leaving a small, dark stain.
"I..."
She choked back tears, her fingers tightening around the strap of her handbag.
"I don't know where else I can go..."
Su Mingde frowned, the pain in his ribs suddenly becoming sharp.
This woman, who once wouldn't even let him touch her hand, now stood before him, weeping bitterly.
He subconsciously moved closer to the head of the bed, which aggravated his wound, causing him to gasp.
Seeing that Liu Meijuan didn't say anything and just stood there watching him cry.
Su Mingde said impatiently.
"Go home and cry, don't bother me here."
He spoke curtly, but couldn't help glancing a few more times at her tear-streaked eyelashes and her tear-dampened chest.
"Home?"
Liu Meijuan's voice suddenly rose, trembling with a broken quality.
"Where is my home anymore? I have no home anymore, Mingde. My dad was taken away by the Discipline Inspection Commission, and my mom... my mom doesn't even recognize me as her daughter anymore..."
She staggered forward two steps, as if she couldn't bear the blow, and suddenly collapsed beside Su Mingde's bed.
The scent of shampoo mixed with perfume wafted over him, and Su Mingde froze on the spot, feeling a wave of dizziness.
"Mingde, I know I was wrong..."
Liu Meijuan raised her tearful eyes and carefully touched his hand that was resting on the quilt with her fingers.
"I was scammed. I've never been in a relationship before, I don't know what true love is..."
Su Mingde abruptly pulled his hand back, as if he had been burned.
Don't give me that!
His voice was hoarse with anger.
"Weren't you and Wang Zhenguo head over heels in love? What, he doesn't want you anymore?"
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