Although Gu Lingling was younger than Zhao Jingmiao, she had seen enough of the world to know: donât tell her the red marks on the neck were caused by mosquitoes, right?
She knew what this was.
And remembering Zhao Jingmiaoâs soulless look when she walked in, Gu Lingling couldnât be any clearer.
"Cousin, tell me, who is he?" This kind of scum must be found out.
"Donât ask," Zhao Jingmiao shook her head.
"Is it Liu Guozhu?"
Though phrased as a question, Gu Linglingâs tone was quite certain.
Zhao Jingmiaoâs body froze where she stood.
Looks like the guess was right.
This beast.
"No, you canât go." Seeing Gu Lingling angry, Zhao Jingmiao held onto her tightly, "Donât go."
"Cousin, you canât indulge this kind of scum," Gu Lingling crouched down and said to her, "You definitely canât marry him."
"I canât," Zhao Jingmiao grabbed Gu Linglingâs hand, "Heâll ruin me and destroy Xuefeiâs reputation."
Therefore, for Zhao Xuefeiâs sake, she must endure.
"Ha..." Gu Lingling sneered, "He can try it if heâs got the guts."
It was because Zhao Jingmiao worried most about Zhao Xuefei that he used this to threaten her.
Fine, just fine.
Zhao Jingmiao, tense, grasped Gu Linglingâs clothes and with tears looked up at her, "Iâm so scared."
Before she went on a business trip to the Capital City, she and Liu Guozhu were just ordinary coworkers at the transformer factory; they became familiar after the trip.
Because Liu Guozhuâs family conditions were also poor, Zhao Jingmiao felt some sympathy.
Sometimes, when Liu Guozhu had issues at the factory, heâd ask Zhao Jingmiao for help, and gradually they became familiar.
A while ago, Liu Guozhu bought a small apartment, and Zhao Jingmiao even took the trouble to congratulate him.
After work today, Liu Guozhu waited for her and begged her to help with the room curtains, claiming he wasnât skilled in such matters as a man, so Zhao Jingmiao agreed.
If only sheâd known earlier he was such a beast, Zhao Jingmiao wouldnât have agreed to go with him to his small apartment even if she were beaten to death.
In that room, Liu Guozhu assaulted her.
Recalling these events made Zhao Jingmiao tremble all over.
"This scum, Iâm going to kill him." Zhao Xuefei, upon hearing this, became furious and stood up ready to storm out.
"No, donât go," Zhao Jingmiao held his leg crying, "If you go, he will definitely broadcast this incident, Xuefei, your future will be ruined."
"Sister, youâre being foolish," Zhao Xuefei said angrily, "This incident is absolutely not your fault nor will it affect me."
"If this event affects my future, then Iâd rather give up that future."
Zhao Jingmiao cried looking at her brother.
"Shall we report it to the police? Sis, letâs call the police," Zhao Xuefei held his sister, "Iâll take care of you for the rest of your life."
But this scum canât be left alone.
"Ah..."
Zhao Jingmiao started sobbing miserably.
"Miao Miao, dear, donât cry," Gu Chunmei lay on the floor hugging her children, crying along, "Mom will take care of you, mom will take care of you forever."
Zhao JianShe crouched on the floor, pulled out a cigarette, and started smoking.
After a few drags, he crushed the cigarette onto the floor, "Girl, your brother is right, we canât spare such scum, and you definitely canât marry him."
This would be like jumping directly into the fire pit, wouldnât it?