These people shouldnât be rushed, he would deal with them one by one.
Uncle Gu whispered, "This matter is easy to handle."
"Has the matter at Gu Chengâs been confirmed?"
"Itâs confirmed, the person they carried in is Ning Wanru..." Uncle Gu whispered.
"Do you know who sent her here?"
Uncle Gu said with some embarrassment, "Old Patriarch, indeed the other party was not an ordinary bodyguard, he was too cunning, our people lost track of them, and we donât know where they went..."
Gu Qingfeng waved his hand, "Letâs leave this matter as it is for now. Gu Chengâs wife has always held hatred and resentment towards Ning Wanru. Now that Gu Cheng is paralysed in bed, the eldest sonâs whereabouts are unknown, the youngest son is studying, leaving only Gu Jiansheng running around, relying on a small shop owned by the Gu Family to get by.
In such dire straits, Li Fen must hate Ning Wanru to death. We donât need to lift a finger; let Li Fen slowly torment her. As long as she can breathe, that is enough."
Uncle Guâs eyes were cold as he continued lightly, "Death would be letting her off easily. Let her live a bit longer before we talk about that."
With that, he helped Old Patriarch Gu into the car, then drove towards Gu Garden.
Meanwhile, at this moment, Ning Wanru lay on the cold wooden bed, despairingly staring at the light above on the ceiling.
Her face and arms had festered into pus.
She didnât know what Gu Qingfeng had given her to eat, but since that day, she had been unable to speak a word.
It was only after she returned to Gu Chengâs house that she found out that her last remaining property had been sold off, along with the gemstones and jadeites.
Because Jiangang had smashed someone elseâs antique.
That was indeed true.
Compensation had to be made.
They had intended to sell off Ning Wanruâs house, but to their surprise, they were informed that this property had been frozen.
The reason was that Yubao Square had a mortgage deed in their hands.
And now, even though everyone knew the mortgage deed was fake, there was nothing they could do because the signature on it was genuine.
This property no longer belonged to Ning Wanru.
Now, the only house they had left was the one Gu Cheng lived in.
Lin Fanpeng didnât know what had happened, he left East Mountain in a hurry, and no one knew where he had gone.
After cruelly leaving her with Li Fen, he never appeared again.
Initially, when Lin Fanpeng rescued her, she was very happy, considering that Lin Fanpeng hadnât given up on her.
But now, everything she had was in Lin Fanpengâs hands.
And so, without any hesitation, Lin Fanpeng threw her aside.
By this time, Ning Wanru knew that she was of no use to anyone.
To say that Ning Wanru wasnât hateful would be a lie,
but now, she didnât even have the strength to hate.
She was like a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.
And that wasnât the worst part.
The worst part was that her only son, like her, was paralysed in bed, unable to move at all.
He couldnât even speak clearly.
The whereabouts of her eldest grandson were uncertain.
Her eldest granddaughter had gone mad.
Her second granddaughter had turned foolish.
Now, Li Fen vented all her hate on her.
Her body, already full of wounds, was now bruised and battered by Li Fen.
She knew Li Fen hated her.
But she had never imagined she would end up in Li Fenâs hands.
All these years, she had been wearing down Li Fen.
To suppress Li Fen, she had even been particularly good to Ah Lian.
Especially regarding their illegitimate daughter Alina.
She had given the child many good things.