Chapter 90: Not as Cold as the Heart

ory. She couldn't understand what kind of leverage Feng Mu had that made her willingly be tormented by him like this"You'd better rein it in!" He Hanchuan lightly tapped the table, his tone cold as he..."It's her, she tried to run over Miss Jiang with her car, and she's still being resuscitated now!"

"Aren't the two of them good friends How could Yua do something so heavy to her!"

"Even if she's not a friend, she shouldn't be so cruel. This… this is like murder, isn't it"

"It's nothing to be surprised about. She's just like her brother, a complete wastrel who bullies classmates all day long. She's never been any good anyway. If it weren't for the Xiang family's wealth and connections, these two would have been in jail ages ago!"

Several people were waiting by the hotel elevator, staring at her just like the others, their lips moving.

A-Wei couldn't hear what they were saying, but she always felt like they were criticizing her and laughing at her. Her face turned pale as she ran past the elevator, clutching her skirt and hurrying into a nearby stairwell.

The stairwell was pitch black, and the rapid clicking of high heels echoed through it. The motion-sensor light flickered on as she ran past, but then returned to darkness behind her.

The stairs were endless, looping like the nightmare she was living, with no end in sight.

Bang!

Towards the late evening, Yanan twisted her ankle and rolled down the stairs. She only tumbled two or three steps before stopping, so she wasn't seriously injured.

The sound vanished, and the hallway lights went out instantly. Darkness enveloped everything, leaving an eerie silence.

A single drop of water hit the ground, followed by a rapidly increasing clatter of more drops.

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It's cold.

The elevator was cold, but that wasn't the coldest thing.

Perhaps she died here. The one who found her would probably be a janitor.

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I haven't stopped thinking about exposing Jiang Qingran's true colors after I get out of prison. I haven't stopped thinking about He Hanchuan and his parents knowing the truth and apologizing to me with guilt in their eyes. I haven't stopped thinking about Jiang Qi Feng repeatedly apologizing to me...

Only after she came out did she realize that those were all just wishful thinking.

She had no evidence to accuse Jiang Qingran, so she could only struggle to get through each day under the shadows of He Hanchuan and Jiang Qingran, hoping that one day it would end.

"Wan Wan, Wan Wan where are you" A hurried and anxious male voice rang out. Xiang Wan's tears, which had just stopped, welled up again, but she still stubbornly refused to speak.

"Wanwan, where are you Come out quickly, don't scare your brother!"

"Wan Wan, if you've been wronged, tell me and your brother. Don't suffer in silence."

Yu and Lin Na Lu's voices rose and fell, but Xiang Wan bit her lip tightly until it broke, not letting go.

Click.

Their voices grew closer, and the voice-activated lights flickered on.

Yu gazed at Xiang Wan, who was squatting in the stairwell, his heart aching like it was being pierced by needles and scorched by flames.

She huddled into a small ball in the corner, her hair slightly disheveled, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

From his angle, she was hunched over, her thin frame highlighted by the dress. It accentuated her spine and, coupled with the scar on her shoulder, gave her a morbidly beautiful look.

But these things didn't seem beautiful to him, he only felt pity. He remembered how she used to try every diet but couldn't lose weight, her face always had a bit of baby fat.

"Ge—" Xiangwan tilted her head, staring at him with vacant eyes, her voice raspy as a broken gong.

Lin Nalu covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face, and tugged at her husband who was still stunned beside her, "Quickly...quickly go over there."

"How did your mouth get bleeding Was someone beating you" Xiang Yufei ran over quickly. Unable to find a handkerchief or tissue, he simply took off his suit jacket and gently, though awkwardly, wiped the blood from her lips, his eyes full of concern.

A metallic taste filled her mouth, and Xiang Wan shook her head wearily.

"How are you sitting here Did you sprain your ankle" Xiang Yu anxiously lifted her skirt, checking her ankles. They weren't swollen, but there was a small cut.

And those tiny cuts, compared to the crisscrossing scars on her legs, were nothing at all.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth, pounding the ground with his fists. Blood quickly welled up on his hands.

"Is Wanwan hurt" Lin NaLu kicked Xiang Yu anxiously, "You're not sending Wanwan to the hospital, what are you doing here crazy"

Toward the sky, she gazed upward and spoke in a raspy voice, "I'm not hurt. Sister-in-law, you and brother should go back. I want to be alone here for a while."

"These two years... haven't they been hard" Xiang Yu sat beside her, propping his head up with both hands on his knees, asking in a bitter tone.

Their voices were both very soft, the voice-controlled lamp dimmed, and the surroundings once again fell into darkness.

Lin Nalulu glared at him, then realized he couldn't see her. She stomped her foot on the ground a few times and coughed twice before saying, "Wanwan, your brother said you like roller coasters and dancing. If you don't like this birthday party, how about we go to the amusement park now"

Silence.

The three of them fell silent, but every time the lights dimmed, Lin Nalu would stomp her feet a few times.

Usually, Xiang Yu, who was the most temperamental and loved to talk back, was now unusually quiet, like a different person altogether.

"Wanwan," Lin Nalu finally broke the silence, "You haven't met your niece and nephew yet. I think they look a lot like you. Would you like to go see them"

Towards Evening looked at her, her eyes lit up for a moment, then dimmed again. Her voice was soft, "Still not going."

Maybe when they grow up, they will think their "murderer" aunt is embarrassing and would rather not see her.

Lin Nalu this time really didn't know what to do.

"Remember Auntie Liu" Xiang Yu tilted his head and looked at Xiang Wan, "After you were put in prison, she quit our house. Now she opened a small noodle shop near the prison. Let's go to her place and have a bowl of longevity noodles."

Towards Evening lowered her head without a word.

Just when Lin Nalu thought she would refuse or just remain silent, she hummed softly and then said, "Brother, I don't want to walk anymore."

"Shou Xing shouldn't walk with such a dignified gait." Xiang Yu squatted on the ground, patted his back with great spirit, as if there was no gloomy scene just now, "Come up."

Linda was afraid of bumping into Moona, so she hurried over to help her up, while muttering to Yu,"Can you walk steady Can you do this If not, let me take your place!"

"How am I supposed to tell you Don't say no to your own husband, if I can't, then those two kids will pop out from the cracks in the stones!" Xiang Yu shouted.

Towards the evening, tightly hugging Yuzhou's neck, she listened to the two bicker as they stepped out of the stairwell.

The three of them were too eye-catching in terms of their looks, clothing, and behavior. The hotel staff handling the check-in noticed them, and a few even recognized them.

None of the three acknowledged each other and drove straight to Liu's noodle shop in their car.

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