Chapter 1: There is a price to pay for doing wrong
im to be a relative of ours, taking advantage of others and gossiping behind their backs, which is really annoying!Upon hearing this, Xiang Wan fell into thought before saying, "I'll tell Mom tomorrow..."Hanchuan... I didn't mean to, Hanchuan. You have to believe me."
Inside the villa, Xiang Wan knelt on the ground, her face even paler than the pure white porcelain vase on the table.
The lamp was off, she couldn't see the man on the sofa’s expression at this moment, she could only see the faint light of the cigarette between his fingers, finally disappearing little by little.
This feeling was like waiting for a death sentence, making her even more uneasy.
She lowered her head, staring at her fingers in a daze. There was still blood from Jiang Qingran on them, dried after so long, but now it was evidence of her crime.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally stood up. His tall and slender figure gradually walked towards her.
"Wawa, you reap what you sow. Qingran's legs are saved, but she can never dance again, and you... why are you still bouncing around like nothing happened"
The tone was ominously chilling, sending shivers down her spine.
Under the moonlight pouring in, she faintly saw the man weighing a golf club in his hand.
"I said, as long as you behave, I'll marry you. But why go looking for trouble and provoke Qingran Hmm"
As soon as the man finished speaking, his golf club swung down and struck his shinbone directly.
"Ah!"
He used ten percent of his strength, she suffered a hundred times the pain.
"Hánchuān... I don't have..."
Her left leg throbbed with excruciating pain. Fear gripped her, and she could only inch backward, but the injured leg hung limply, lifeless.
The man threw the bent golf club aside, coldly watching her struggling form. "Yanhua, this leg is what you paid to Qingran. I'm keeping your life, but remember, this debt isn't settled."
She hugged herself tightly, trembling like a sieve.
Everything before her gradually blurred into darkness. Closing her eyes, she faintly saw him pick up the phone and dial a number, "Tell the Xiang family, Xiang Wan attempted murder, protect her or protect the Xiang Corporation, let them decide for themselves."
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Two years later—
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The winter solstice is upon us, and B city finally received its first snowfall of the season.
The gate of the detention center on the outskirts of Dongcheng opened early in the morning.
A thin woman walked out from inside. Perhaps her legs were a little inconvenient, as she didn't walk fast.
Snow was falling heavily. The woman lifted her head, ignoring the scars on her face, both deep and shallow. It was clear that she was young and pretty.
With such weather, the already infrequent bus service at the station was reduced even further, from one bus every hour to just one every two or three hours.
Her luck was bad. Within five minutes of leaving the detention center, a bus had just left.
So now she has to wait on the roadside for another two or three hours.
She touched the chiffon blouse on her body and frowned, the crescent-shaped scar at the corner of her brow also furrowed.
When I entered the detention center, it was still spring. When I came out, I never expected it to be winter.
She stood under the bus stop, her eyes blankly staring at the detention center across the street that had confined her for two years. The whitewashed walls bore eight large characters: “Reform well, become a new person.”
Suddenly, she couldn't help but laugh.
Such characters, she had to look at countless times every day these past two years. But could there be a chance for a fresh start from this place
In the cold, she drifted in thought until a bus came out of the wind and snow, breaking her reverie. She rubbed her aching legs and boarded the bus.
She only had an outdated old mobile phone, and a few dozen coins given to her by the kind prison guard, she put in the coin and sat down properly at the back seat.
This bus was the only one that ran from the city center to the prison, so there was only one passenger on board: A-wei. All the way, she clutched onto the windowpane as if she couldn't get enough of it.
It turns out that in just two years, this city has changed so much.
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