Rebirth Of A Village Girl
/ Rebirth of a Village Girl Chapter 1155– 291– Evil will be met with evil
Chapter 1155: 291: Evil will be met with evil
Wu Jinshu was very honest and also a very rational person; it was understandable that Ni Yang was unwilling to forgive Wu Yanyun.
Erju knew it made sense, yet she was still heartbroken, holding Jinshu and crying uncontrollably.
That was her daughter, the daughter she had raised for eighteen years…
Back at the police station, separated by a glass, Wu Yanyun asked anxiously, “Did Ni Yang already sign the forgiveness letter? When will they let me out? I hate it here; I want to go home! I want to take a shower!”
Life in prison was very hard, especially for a major suspect like Wu Yanyun.
Erju, with tears streaming down her face, looked at Yanyun, “Yanyun, I'm sorry…”
Wu Yanyun couldn't believe it, “Ni Yang didn't agree to sign the forgiveness letter?”
Erju nodded her head.
Wu Yanyun clasped her head with both hands, “How could this be! Why didn't she sign? What right does she have not to sign, it's all her fault that I ended up like this today!”
If it hadn't been for Ni Yang, she would never have come to this point.
The ten-minute visitation time passed quickly, and Wu Yanyun was taken away by the prison guards.
As she was leaving, Wu Yanyun didn't forget to shout, “Mom and Dad, you must go find Ni Yang again! Make Ni Yang save me! I don't want to die…”
Erju sobbed uncontrollably.
In the hospital ward.
Ni Cuihua looked at Ni Yang, “Yangyang, will Yanyun be sentenced to death?”
Ni Yang nodded her head, “Given the situation, she's likely to be sentenced to death.”
What Wu Yanyun had committed was no trivial matter.
“Will she… really die?” Cuihua was after all the biological mother, and she could not remain indifferent.
“Mom, are you going to sign the forgiveness letter?” Ni Yang turned her gaze towards Cuihua.
Cuihua paused.
Sign?
Forgive?
She also didn't know…
Ni Yang continued, “Mom, Wu Yanyun and my biological father and grandmother are all of the same kind. If you forgive her this time, not only will she not know remorse, but she may become even more outrageous! This time Yunyun was lucky to survive, but next time, it might be me who dies.”
What?
Could it really turn out that way?
Ni Cuihua looked at Ni Yang in surprise.
Ni Yang smiled slightly, “Mom, don't think it's impossible. Do you know who Wu Yanyun hates the most right now? It's me, she always believes that I took everything from her.”
In fact, in her youth, Ni Yang lived a life even harder than Wu Yanyun.
But, Wu Yanyun only saw what was shiny and beautiful in her.
Cuihua continued, “Yangyang, don't worry, Mom has already made a mistake in a past life, I won't drag you down in the second half of my life.”
Things had reached this point, and all she could do was let things take their course…
Forget it, just consider that she had never had this daughter.
Ni Yang nodded her head, “I'm really happy that you can think this way.”
Half a month later.
The police station reported a result; Wu Yanyun was sentenced to death, to be executed in November.
Upon seeing this result, Ni Cuihua ran to a place devoid of people and cried bitterly. In the following days, she seemed to have really forgotten this daughter.
After Wu Yanyun was sentenced to death, Jinshu and Erju, the couple, felt they couldn't face Ni Yang any longer. So they entrusted the project to another construction company and moved the entire family to Chuancheng, which was thousands of kilometers away from Beijing.
For some people, it's perhaps better not to see them ever again in a lifetime.
The Wu Family's relocation didn't affect Ni Yang much; she lived every day according to plan.
Thinking about developing her skincare line, she had spare time to work on the business of the Noodle Restaurant and the Milk Tea Shop, and she also needed to take care of the National Beauty and Heavenly Fragrance. She was truly too busy and didn't have the mental space to think about the Wu Family's matters.
In the blink of an eye, it was the end of the year, and in a few days, it would be New Year's Eve.
Because tomorrow, Grandpa Du was leaving Beijing for Shanghai.
So today, Mo Qishen and Ni Yang brought Zhao Yu to see off Grandpa Du.
Grandpa Du was still the same as always. Even in the bone-chilling cold, he was dressed in a plain cloth robe, elegant like a schoolteacher, such that no one could peer into the ruthlessness and darkness at the bottom of his heart.
“Will Brother Du come back to Beijing next year?” Ni Yang asked.
Grandpa Du smiled, “Maybe not anymore.”
Beijing was actually a grave for Grandpa Du, a grave that buried the not yet dead.
If he stayed any longer, he feared he wouldn't be able to control himself.
Therefore, he wanted to stay far from here, far from Beijing.
Out of sight, out of mind.
When the heart is undisturbed, emotions fade away.
“And my senior brother? Will he go to Shanghai with you?” Ni Yang asked next.
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