Right at this mont, in another spacious, empty hospital room, just as An Ning had predicted, Miss ng, who didn't feel she had done anything wrong in the slightest, was still muttering quietly to herself:
"What's the deal? This guy surnad Wei is simply blind to a good heart. Fu Sheng is such a good man, much better than that damn, petty, good-for-nothing gigolo!"
Especially when she thought of the dog of a man who had almost ruined her family in her previous life—pah! All gigolos are worthless trash!
ng Yu felt even more justified in her heart.
She was just trying to help! She wasn't wrong!
It wasn't until the group of white-coated doctors, led by the hospital director, walked out of the neighboring room with grave expressions, and she saw her own father, red-eyed and humbling himself before everyone, along with the visibly furious, crimson-eyed, stern-faced elderly couple from the Yang family, that ng Yu, belatedly realizing the situation, finally panicked completely. Could it... could it be...?
Before the others left, she hurriedly grabbed her own father's hand and stamred out:
"Dad... Dad, are the test results out?"
It was noon, and the hospital corridor was crowded. Without even looking at his unlucky daughter, Deputy Factory Manager ng, under the strange glances from the surrounding people in the public setting, couldn't care about anything else. He hurriedly took a big step forward, chasing closely after his angrily departing superior.
"Manager Yang, Old Comrade Yang, I know Ah Yu was wrong this ti, but this child... she's still young!"
"She's only in her teens. If she really gets sent in, her life will be over. You've watched Ah Yu grow up, Manager Yang!"
Perhaps aware that he was being excessive, Deputy Factory Manager ng's old face flushed red. A man in his forties, he nearly knelt down on the spot right then and there:
A young woman, if she really went to that kind of place, and for such a reason... Deputy Factory Manager ng could well imagine that even just one day inside would ruin her reputation forever.
And then there was that young man from the Yu family. Getting married in the army requires political vetting!
"Old Comrade Yang, for the sake of our families' many years of friendship, any compensation, just na it. I promise, as long as I, Old ng, can do it..."
How tragic, as a father who loves his daughter...
But at this mont, lying on the cold wooden plank bed, An Ning couldn't muster a single shred of sympathy in her heart.
The sa injury, just happening to different people, yet the outco was already completely different.
In her previous life, the pitiful original owner had lain in the hospital for so long, and would even suffer lasting physical aftereffects. Yet so people didn't have to pay any price at all, and were even proud of their own "cleverness and wisdom." Having achieved their goal, they happily set off for a new life with a large dowry, completely forgetting their earlier "whim."
Of course, An Ning also admitted that compared to the original owner from her previous life, that Little Wang Brat on the bed was currently suffering from slightly more severe injuries.
But so what? Interest must always be collected!
Young and ignorant, hah! Was she so kind of saint? Why should revenge care about soone being young and ignorant!
Through the system, An Ning happily enjoyed watching this farce.
Hmm...
The pastries made from the dates grown in the space were truly delicious. Thanks to that brat's fortune, it was good she had stockpiled so earlier.
Since the previous pack of pastries wasn't finished yet, An Ning wasn't afraid of the sll attracting attention now.
As for the system, it listened as the doctor over there announced to the crowd with a serious face:
"I'm sorry, comrades. Although Comrade Wang's injury doesn't look serious externally, the human brain is an extrely delicate organ. Based on Comrade Wang Yong Hua's current condition, it's highly likely he will suffer from occasional dizziness, headaches, and limb weakness in the future.
Furthermore, he should try to rest well from now on, reducing activity while also avoiding excessive thinking and worry..."
As his words fell, silence descended again by the sickbed. Watching his old colleague kneeling before the bed, pleading desperately...
When Manager Yang opened his eyes again, there was no longer any hesitation in them, replaced instead by an intimidating sharpness. Especially when he looked towards the culprit not far away, who seed to only now realize what kind of trouble she had caused:
"Ming De, go to the police station! Don't worry about anything. If there's any trouble, I, this old bone, will take responsibility!"
Knowing that these words ant completely severing ties with the old ng family, secretly estimating the difference in strength between the two sides, and admiring his father-in-law's decisiveness, Wang Ming De, already furious beyond asure because of his only son's accident, hurriedly agreed.
Without waiting for the ng family to try and stop him, he imdiately put down what he was holding and hurried out the door with quick steps.
At the sa ti, within the spiritual sea, the system, which had been watching the show, suddenly realized sothing: "So, Host, that day, besides the stuff that makes people easily angry and irritable, you used sothing else too?"
Glancing at the completely listless little brat on the sickbed, the system's face couldn't help but show a trace of sympathy.
However, turning its head to look at the obviously furious, red-eyed elderly couple from the Yang family, it couldn't help but worry:
"That... because of this marriage, so many unlucky things have happened... won't... won't that forr father-in-law oppose it?" Even though everyone knew it had nothing to do with Ms. Wei, and the real culprit was from their own side.
But people, who doesn't sotis misdirect their anger!
"Don't worry, he won't." Getting up to pour a cup of plain water, An Ning shook her head almost imperceptibly:
"Manager Yang is a smart man. Believe it or not, not only will he not oppose it right now, he will do his best to facilitate this marriage."
The system: "???"
Facing her dog's still pure, clueless dog eyes, An Ning, who had just been drenched in a bucket of dog blood, felt a rare mont of amusent:
"Otherwise, what? Do you think that guy surnad Wang, with his scheming mind, wants to marry the great beauty Wei now purely because of her looks?"
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