Zhao Sulan had sent ng Jingfen to prison by her own hand, Lin Fangwei was actually quite happy about it.
Although this had made her reputation even worse in her previous life, that was in the past and it no longer concerned her.
Zhao Sulan pondered for a while, then decided to believe Lin Fangwei’s words, although she was sowhat reluctant to do so.
But believing was in the past, and so was not believing.
Believing ant she had to continue finding ways to win over ng Chuyue’s heart, so naturally, it was better to believe.
Lin Fangwei had sat for nearly half an hour, declined Zhao Sulan’s invitation to stay for a al with a smile, and then left.
Watching her back, Zhao Sulan couldn’t help but sigh: this Lin Fangwei seed not like the one before her kidney failure.
Their interactions were similar too.
Ah, how she missed the old days.
Lin Fangwei hadn’t been ill, their family of four had been closely knit, unlike now... a complete ss.
But speaking of which, why didn’t she miss Lin Yuzhe?
After all, he had been her favorite before.
Zhao Sulan rembered Lin Yuzhe and imdiately put those thoughts aside, unaware that Lin Yuzhe was on his way to Imperial.
He had sneaked out.
Lin Youdong had already married a new wife, Fang Rong, a formidable and malicious woman. Taking advantage of her pregnancy, Lin Youdong spoiled her rotten, often allowing her to secretly abuse Lin Yuzhe and frequently fra him.
Lin Yuzhe felt like he was living in hell every day.
At the age of thirteen, he had thought of dying together with Fang Rong, but the warmth ng Chuyue and Zhao Xiaoxin had once given him raised his hopes.
He wanted to try and see if ng Chuyue would treat him like she did Zhao Xiaoxin.
If she did, he would study hard and repay her later; if not, dying wouldn’t be too late.
He was still not very tall, with a cute baby face. Fang Rong dared to bully him because he looked particularly young, almost like a child under ten.
But little did she know, he was sharper than his peers.
However, everyone in this family was cunning, and he had a sowhat sly personality.
He found a chance when Fang Rong and Lin Youdong were not at ho, stole a significant amount of money and jewelry, hid most of it at ho, took so, and boarded the train to Imperial alone to find ng Chuyue.
He wasn’t afraid of not finding her.
Lin Youdong and Fang Rong often ntioned ng Chuyue and Zhao Sulan in front of him; he knew that ng Chuyue’s dicinal Food Hall was very famous, and he could find it by just asking around.
He thought everything through correctly, but forgot that a child like him could easily attract human traffickers’ attention.
Indeed, he had been targeted before he even got on the train, but he was lucky to have encountered ng Yajun, who was also heading to Imperial.
ng Yajun, although now a very selfish man, had farther-reaching thoughts.
Seeing Lin Yuzhe, he imdiately rembered that he was ng Chuyue’s half-brother.
He had long seen that ng Chuyue not only didn’t dislike Lin Yuzhe but even seed to like him quite a bit.
If he saved Lin Yuzhe, ng Chuyue would owe him a favor; even if she didn’t treat him especially well, she would at least give him so money or find him a job.
Yes, he was that practical; it was not out of kindness that he saved people.
Lin Yuzhe sowhat recognized him, but wasn’t entirely sure, yet when Yajun confronted the traffickers wanting his "brother," he cooperated obediently.
At any rate, escaping from the bona fide traffickers was the priority.
As for whether ng Yajun was another kind of devil... he would worry about that later.
After the trafficker was taken away by the train police, ng Yajun introduced himself to Lin Yuzhe, "I’m a student from the second session of your Sister Chuyue’s tutoring classes, I just finished my college entrance exams a few days ago, and I’m planning to work and study in Imperial. Here’s my exam admission ticket, so you can trust for now."
ng Yajun said, handing his exam admission ticket to Lin Yuzhe.
Lin Yuzhe finished looking and nodded like a little adult, but did not speak.
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