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The next morning.
Someone knocked on the door. Ye Wanqing, still half asleep, went to open it and saw that it was Wang Qiaoyun, the cleaning lady.
She carried vegetables still speckled with mud, wore a blue headscarf, and her face was flushed from the sun: "Miss, you must be starving! I'll cook for you right away."
"Aunt Wang, didn't we tell you to come over tomorrow? Why are you here now?"
Ye Wanqing was hungry and was thinking of going to a restaurant, but she didn't expect Aunt Wang to arrive so early.
"It's my good fortune that you're willing to hire someone from out of town like me," Wang Qiaoyun said with a smile, speaking in fluent Cantonese. "This afternoon I won't take any wages; just let me show you what I can do."
Seeing Wang Qiaoyun's enthusiasm, Ye Wanqing felt embarrassed. "Then I'll have to apologize."
Soon, Wang Qiaoyun went to the kitchen, and with the crisp sound of the spatula hitting the iron pot, she began to cook.
Soon, the dish and soup were finished and served.
"Miss, you must be hungry. Please eat."
Looking at the steaming food on the table, Ye Wanqing felt like crying.
This was the first time in this era that someone had been so kind to her, and she suddenly missed her mother.
"What's wrong, miss? Is it not good?"
"tasty."
Ye Wanqing then started eating. The taste was quite good. Although it couldn't compare to the Michelin-starred restaurants in the post-apocalyptic world, it tasted like home-style cooking.
While eating, Ye Wanqing chatted with Aunt Wang, "Oh right, Aunt Wang, your accent sounds like Cantonese. Why did you end up working in Shanghai?"
Wang Qiaoyun sighed, "To be honest, I'm from Fujian Province. I'm here to find my son. He had a fight with his family and ran away from home."
"Really? Why did your son run away from home?"
Wang Qiaoyun's eyes darted away, and she didn't speak, so Ye Wanqing didn't ask any further questions.
After dinner, Wang Qiaoyun began cleaning the villa, thoroughly cleaning inside and out, and it quickly looked brand new.
"Aunt Wang, you've been working so hard, take a break."
"It's okay, I'm not tired."
"By the way, Aunt Wang, you can live in the second bedroom from the left on the first floor from now on."
Ye Wanqing gave her the key.
"Thank you, miss."
Looking at her newly renovated home, Ye Wanqing felt that she finally had a home.
Just then, someone knocked on the door again.
When Ye Wanqing opened the door, she was surprised to see Zhou Weiguo.
Zhou Weiguo, carrying a watermelon, was very polite. "Wanqing, I need to talk to you. Can you let me in?"
Ye Wanqing remembered that in her previous life, among the Zhou family, only Zhou Weiguo was truly sincere to her. After all, her grandfather had saved Zhou Weiguo's life. Unfortunately, not long after she married Zhou Zhiyuan, Zhou Weiguo passed away from illness.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to live such a stifled life in the Zhou family in her previous life. Therefore, Ye Wanqing still had a good impression of Zhou Weiguo.
"Uncle Zhou, please come in."
After Zhou Weiguo entered, he looked at the magnificent villa and felt somewhat emotional.
"Wanqing, I never thought I would be able to return to the Ye family villa in my lifetime. Back then, your grandfather saved my life, and I stayed here for a few days."
"You're too kind, Uncle Zhou. Aunt Wang, please pour tea for the guest."
Soon, Aunt Wang poured tea.
"Thank you," Zhou Weiguo said. "Wanqing, I know your Aunt Zhao Hui did wrong, but could you please drop the charges against her and let her come back, considering that our Zhou family took you in for several years? I'm begging you, even if it means swallowing my pride."
Upon hearing this, Ye Wanqing felt a little embarrassed.
“Since you’ve spoken up, Uncle Zhou, I’m not an unreasonable person. Alright, Uncle Zhou, I’ll go back to the police station and bail Aunt Zhao out for your sake. I hope you can persuade Aunt Zhao Hui not to do anything foolish again.”
"Okay, okay. I promise. But Wanqing, are you really not planning to go back to the Zhou family? You said before that you and Zhiyuan would be like siblings, and we have always treated you like a daughter and would always keep your room."
"Thank you for your kindness, Uncle Zhou. I don't plan to go back. As you can see, I have my own home now, and I've also broken off my engagement with Zhou Zhiyuan. From now on, we'll each live our own lives."
At this point, Ye Wanqing seemed to remember something, so she took out 1,000 yuan from her pocket and handed it to Zhou Weiguo.
“Uncle Zhou, this is to thank you for the care your family has given me in the past. Please take this money; I will no longer owe the Zhou family anything.”
"Wanqing, look at what you're saying, what do you mean by 'owing' or 'owing'? Your grandfather has been kind to me, it's only right that he takes care of you." Zhou Weiguo didn't expect Ye Wanqing to actually want to sever ties.
"One thing at a time. Uncle Zhou, please take it." Ye Wanqing forcefully stuffed it into his hand.
Zhou Weiguo had no choice but to pick it up.
[Ding! You spent 1000 on a man with a 3 out of 100 looks and got a 3000 cashback.]
Upon hearing the system notification, Ye Wanqing's lips curled slightly.
Although Zhou Weiguo is old, he still has a 3 out of 10 looks, so she's definitely making a profit this time.
"In that case, I'll be going now. Wanqing. Come back and visit often when you have time."
"Okay."
After seeing Zhou Weiguo off, Ye Wanqing felt relieved, knowing that she would no longer owe the Zhou family anything.
"Aunt Wang, I'm going to the police station. Please keep an eye on the house."
Ye Wanqing immediately rode her bicycle to the police station.
At the police station, she finally saw the police officer from that day again. Seeing his name tag, she learned that his name was Gu Mohan.
"Hello, Officer Gu. I'd like to withdraw the previous charge against Zhao Hui. Could you please release her?"
Gu Mohan was processing documents and didn't even look up, his tone icy, "Who are you?"
"Ye Wanqing".
He then raised his eyes, his dark eyes still icy cold. "Why?"
Concise and to the point, without saying much.
"Because, actually, their family was kind to me in the past, and I don't want to repay kindness with enmity. So I don't plan to pursue the matter further..."
For some reason, looking into his cold eyes, Ye Wanqing felt her voice tremble and she felt a little guilty.
"Do you think the police station is your private property, where you can do whatever you want?"
Gu Mohan's tone was icy, and his brows furrowed with impatience.
Ye Wanqing stretched out her fingers and began to count.
"Hmm?" Seeing that she didn't speak and was counting on her fingers, he frowned and asked.
"Officer Gu, you just said 19 words! That's the most you've ever said since I've known you." Ye Wanqing chuckled.
"..." Gu Mohan was speechless. Was this little girl's focus a bit strange?
"This will not be repeated."
After saying that, he got up and took her to find Zhao Hui.
When Zhao Hui was released from the detention center, she was trembling all over.
It was dark, damp, and terrifying inside; she didn't want to stay there even for a day longer.
When she was released, upon seeing Ye Wanqing, she went berserk and tried to grab her.
"Ye Wanqing, you vicious woman! I will never forgive you!"
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