Nian Ueno

Sun Yongshu walked over with a lewd look on his face, plopped down next to her, and said, "Hehehe, little beauty, let's be friends."

Jiang Weixi frowned, stood up, felt a little dizzy, barely steadied herself, and said coldly, "No need."

Sun Yongshu's lecherous eyes scanned her from head to toe, a look of satisfaction on his face.

Handsome, with a great figure and a supple waist, yes, he's his type.

He pulled a wad of red bills from his bag, slammed them onto the coffee table, and tempted her, "Little beauty, come with me, and all of this is yours."

Jiang Weixi glanced at the flowers on the table and realized that the fragrance was making her dizzy. She took a step back, walked to the window, and took a few breaths of fresh air, which relieved her dizziness and nausea considerably.

She was standing near the bedroom, which was Jiang Mei's bedroom. The bedroom had a window, but there were no security bars on the outside.

Jiang Weixi glanced at the bundle of money on the coffee table, her eyes showing no emotion, but a hint of resentment arose in her heart towards Jiang Shanbao.

What benefits did she receive that would make her sell out her own daughter like this?

She put her hand in her bag and gripped the stone tightly. The sharp edge cut her palm, and she felt a sharp pain.

"What? You think it's not enough?" Seeing that she didn't speak and was just standing there staring at the money, Sun Yongshu took out a bundle of money from his bag and threw it on the coffee table.

The bright red bills were particularly eye-catching.

The two bundles of money on the coffee table amounted to a staggering 100,000 yuan.

He refused to believe that there was any woman in the world who couldn't be won over by money.

Especially for daughters raised in poor families, their eyes would light up at the sight of red banknotes, and they would wish to kneel at his feet to curry favor.

He used this method to have his way with countless beautiful women; this is the wonderful taste of capital.

In Sun Yongshu's eyes, Jiang Weixi was just a little good-looking, and he heard that she was still in college, so her academic qualifications were just a little better.

But in essence, she's no different from any other woman.

Therefore, he was full of confidence.

Sun Yongshu pulled out another wad of cash and said ostentatiously, "Not enough? How about this? Is it enough? If not, I'll add more."

Jiang Weixi frowned, disgusted by the man's arrogant and humiliating demeanor, which also made her dislike money.

For the first time, I felt that money was so dirty and offensive.

With a cold expression, her beautiful, alluring almond-shaped eyes filled with icy intent, she said bluntly, "No interest. You're too ugly; no matter how much money you have, you'll still disgust me."

Upon hearing this, Sun Yongshu's expression changed, and he instantly became furious.

His patience had run out, and he charged forward, yelling, "Little wench, don't push your luck!"

Jiang Weixi turned and ran towards the bedroom, but after only two steps, her shoulder was grabbed.

"Let's see where you run off to."

Sun Yongshu's wicked laughter came from behind.

Jiang Weixi quickly took out a stone from her bag, and the moment she turned around, she smashed the stone into his forehead without hesitation.

Sun Yongshu's vision blurred, he felt dizzy, and saw stars. He reached up and touched his forehead, which was covered in blood.

"Ah—you bitch, you dare hit me, I'm going to kill you today."

While he was still in a daze, Jiang Weixi had already slipped into Jiang Mei's room and locked the door tightly from the inside.

Jiang Mei's room was small and messy, with a single bed, a small wardrobe against the wall, and a desk.

The bed was piled with clothes, and the floor was covered with express delivery boxes of various sizes.

The door was being pounded on loudly, and it looked like it was about to collapse.

The Jiang family's home is decorated in an old style from more than ten years ago, and the locks on the wooden doors don't look very sturdy.

If you keep kicking, you'll most likely break the door.

Jiang Weixi pulled the only table in the room to block the door, took out scissors from the pen holder, ran to the window, and quickly cut the screen window to shreds, tearing it all down.

She stepped onto the windowsill, crossed over to the outside of the window, and glanced down; it wasn't very high.

Fortunately, the Jiang family lived on the second floor, and the family on the first floor had installed security windows.

Jiang Weixi was nimble. She climbed down the windowsill, stepped onto the security window on the first floor, and then slid down the security window and jumped to the ground.

With a "bang".

She heard the door to her room being kicked open, and the screeching sound of tables and chairs scraping against the floor came from upstairs.

Jiang Weixi looked up and saw a head peeking out of the window.

Sun Yongshu's face was gloomy. He covered his broken forehead with one hand and pointed at her with the other, cursing, "You little wench, you stop right there."

Jiang Weixi reached out and gave him the middle finger, then turned and ran outside.

Sun Yongshu realized what was happening and immediately went out to chase after her.

However, the outermost door was locked and could not be opened from the inside.

Jiang Shanbao and his wife were playing mahjong in the mahjong parlor downstairs, still dreaming of getting rich quick by selling their daughter.

Sun Yongshu banged on the door for a long time, disturbing the neighbors across the street.

The neighbors all heard the commotion at the Jiang family's house and thought something had happened, so they all ran out to see what was going on, and someone called the police.

Jiang Weixi ran for a long time, then looked back and found no one chasing her.

Finally reaching the roadside, she gasped for breath, supporting her knees, and hailed a taxi.

It wasn't until she returned to school and sat in her dormitory chair that her anxiety began to ease.

Jiang Weixi patted her chest to calm herself down.

I had barely sat down when Jiang Shanbao called.

Jiang Weixi answered the call.

Jiang Shanbao immediately began to scold and berate: "You brat, you've gotten so bold as to hit President Sun! Do you know what happens when you offend President Sun? Get back here right now and kneel down to apologize to him."

A surge of anger welled up inside Jiang Weixi. She jumped up and loudly questioned him, "Why should I go back and apologize? I hit him in self-defense. He deserved it. What did that guy surnamed Sun give you? Do you even deserve to be a father?"

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, followed by Jiang Shanbao's even louder cursing: "You ungrateful wretch! It's your good fortune that President Sun has taken a liking to you. Who do you think you are? You injured someone, who's going to pay for the medical bills? Can you afford to pay for them?"

Jiang Weixi sneered: "Whoever brought him back is responsible for the medical expenses. From today onwards, you are no longer my father, and we have no relation whatsoever."

Jiang Weixi angrily hung up the phone.

The already fragile father-daughter relationship completely crumbled at this moment.

Jiang Shanbao called again, but Jiang Weixi hung up and blocked him immediately.

A few minutes later, she blocked all the other numbers that called.

The phone finally went silent.

Jiang Weixi had no appetite for lunch and lay on the bed in a daze, feeling an overwhelming sense of sorrow.

Why did she have such parents?

When she was little, sitting in the village threshing ground, she would feel sad and guilty when she saw other children being picked up and carried on their fathers' shoulders, laughing happily. She always felt that she was not good enough, so her parents did not want her.

She studied hard and tried her best to become an outstanding person, just to prove to her parents that she was no worse than others, hoping to gain their affirmation and love.

but……

not at all.

They didn't love her because of her excellence.

Those things that I held onto for years, I only gradually came to understand as I grew up.

It's not her fault at all, nor is it because she's not obedient, good, or outstanding enough; it's because they don't love her, they're just not meant to love her.

So no matter what she does, they only see her as a burden and are stingy with giving her even a little bit of love.

Jiang Weixi understood; not all parents love their children.

Her parents had so many children, they didn't need any more, so they never cared about her, their daughter.

In that case, she no longer needs to have any lingering affection or expectations for others.

Jiang Weixi drifted off to sleep, but was woken up in the afternoon by the phone that was placed next to her pillow.

[Mr. Liu Liu: I've arrived? Where are you?]

Jiang Weixi rubbed her eyes and sat up in bed, stunned for a few seconds before she came to her senses.

[Gentle Little Rabbit: I'm sorry, I lied to you, I can't see you.]

[Mr. Liu Liu: ?]

[Gentle Little Rabbit: Actually... I'm not a college student at all. I'm just a cleaner at a college. I'm almost forty years old, and I'm married.]