A tremendous commotion erupted from the ward.
When the doctor arrived, Liang Xiu's head was covered in blood, and she was barely breathing.
She banged her head against the wall, again and again.
Bloody claw marks were left on the pristine white wall.
Liang Xiu is dead.
suicide.
He died from hitting his head with his head.
Before he died, he left a line of small words on the wall with his blood.
I swear on my blood that the Liang family will suffer a terrible death for all eternity.
When Grandma Liang received the news, she immediately sought out a nationally renowned feng shui master.
Exorcising evil spirits.
She refused to believe that she couldn't suppress a ghost.
Of course, this was all wishful thinking on Liang Xiu's part.
If there is to be retribution.
She's probably the first one to get her comeuppance.
"Dead?"
When Qiao Wanyue heard the news, she was somewhat stunned.
It's not that I feel sorry for them.
I just feel that evil deeds live on for a thousand years, how could she have died so easily?
Since the person is dead.
She also called a halt to the daily practice of sending severed limbs to mental hospitals.
Before we knew it, it was the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month.
Qiao Wanyue attended her homecoming banquet wearing a moon-white cheongsam.
The guests were all old friends of Wen Gaohan.
Wen Gaohan made no attempt to hide his family's shameful secrets, revealing everything to the public beforehand: his daughter had been switched at birth twenty years ago and had now returned to her family after twenty years.
"Wanyue, come and meet your Uncle Qi." Wen Gaohan introduced Wanyue to everyone.
My family has a daughter who has just come of age, named Wanyue.
Please take heed of the Buddha.
Wen Gaohan led her to meet almost all the important figures she had never seen before. These people were very busy and would not normally attend such private banquets, also to avoid suspicion.
But most of them were brothers who had fought alongside Wen Gaohan in the same trenches, and knowing how much she valued this daughter, they were naturally willing to give her some face.
"Have I seen you somewhere before?"
Wen Gaohan led her to a man.
The man had white hair, wore black-rimmed glasses, and smiled, like a kind elder.
Qiao Wanyue, "Youth Representative of Henan Province".
She brought it up.
The man suddenly remembered, his eyes lighting up. "It's you! I remember asking your age. You were only nineteen then. I never imagined you'd be a college student now. You have a bright future ahead of you!"
The man's admiring gaze was practically glued to her.
Qiao Wanyue: "I will continue to work hard in the future."
The man laughed even louder, holding her hand and repeatedly saying, "Good girl."
After completing the round, Wen Gaohan chatted with his comrades.
Qiao Wanyue found a corner to hide away and relax.
“Your dad’s acting like he’s been drinking fake alcohol today.” Liang Lan walked over with a water glass and leaned against the table next to her.
Everyone could see that Wen Gaohan was unusually happy today.
"He can't hide his emotions." Qiao Wanyue looked at the burly figure from behind.
A slight smile appeared on his lips.
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