Chapter 106: 104 How co I have no conscience (wishing the treasure kids a happy new year)_2 Chapter 106: 104 How co I have no conscience (wishing the treasure kids a happy new year)_2 “My mom, Lanlan, and Uncle Huai have already arrived at Xiang City. Seeing you beco like this, what must they be thinking in their hearts? Hua Mi, how could you have changed like this? Hua Mi, you weren’t like this before.”
His eyes were filled with hatred, believing he could retain Hua Mi, could salvage sothing.
He thought Hua Mi’s bad temper was rely because of his betrayal, leading to her foul mood.
But look at her now, a girl making fighting and kicking people seem like a normal affair, resorting to violence at the slightest provocation.
This was very, very far from Hua Mi’s original character.
Could this Hua Mi have been possessed by soone else?
Hua Mi pretended not to hear Qin Ziran’s cries. She coldly dealt with Yu Guanglin and his crew,
“I don’t want to cause trouble. Tis are tough, and it’s already difficult enough to live well, but you people cause problems. From today on, you’d better stay forever inside your administrative building and not co out to blindly give orders.”
Otherwise, many, many people would get hurt.
Thus, Hua Mi felt that locking up Yu Guanglin and his people was best.
Of course, her suggestion depended entirely on Tang You to execute.
Yu Guanglin and his group’s faces paled, but they saw Hua Mi driving a truck toward the direction of the dump.
Administrators chased after her truck, shouting loudly, but they were captured one by one by the Garrison under Tang You’s command, grabbed by the collars and dragged away.
Qin Ziran was still spurting blood, shouting sothing about “My mom, Lanlan, Uncle Huai…”
His collar too was seized by the Garrison, dragging him toward the administrative building.
Hua Mi’s truck did not stop, even though behind her there was a cacophony of cries and howls, but she heard what Qin Ziran shouted.
However, her mory, already separated by a lifeti, felt very vague about these three people he ntioned.
She had absolutely no impression of what they looked like.
She only knew that Lanlan was Qin Ziran’s sister, and that Uncle Huai was Fang Xin’s father, and thus her uncle.
In her past life, Hua Mi grew up in her uncle’s family, and her Stockholm syndro also developed under their care.
She was destitute since childhood, having lost her parents early. Her uncle took her in, and the first thing upon entering the house, her aunt called Fang Xin over, pointed at Hua Mi and said,
“Sister Ah Mi has co to our house as a guest. She is a guest. You must get along well with Sister Ah Mi from now on, and you can go to Sister Ah Mi for anything. She is a sensible child staying at our house as a guest and will do her utmost to help you.”
Look, no deceitful words at all, all truthfully spoken.
This ingrained in Hua Mi the clear understanding that she had no ho, was just a guest, had to follow rules, and be polite.
The Fang family constantly hinted, both openly and covertly, that she was an orphan, and it was a vast grace for the Fang family to shelter her, and she should not covet things that she shouldn’t.
She must comply with all of Fang Xin’s requests.
Living at the rcy of others was a hard pill to swallow, being ignored, subjected to disdain and revulsion, being bossed around like a servant; these were all the norms.
But they told her, they gave her a bowl of rice to eat and allowed her to complete nine years of compulsory education, for which she must be uncomplaining and grateful.
Indeed, she harbored no complaints and considered the Fang family’s benefactions as rare gifts in life.
Sotis, just a kind look from the Fang family could lift Hua Mi’s mood for days.
Even Hua Mi constantly reminded herself that if Fang Xin had her do things, it ant she was still useful, Fang Xin still needed her, and she wouldn’t lose the only shelter she had.
If nothing unexpected happened, Hua Mi’s Stockholm syndro was enough for the Fang family to control her for a lifeti.
But the unexpected arrived – the apocalypse ca suddenly. Hua Mi, having taken a lifeti’s worth of ti, escaped her Stockholm syndro and gradually molded herself into her current character.
In fact, had Fang Xin not pushed her into the zombie horde in her previous life, Hua Mi’s tolerance and forbearance toward Fang Xin had already reached their limits.
Perhaps Fang Xin knew too that if she hadn’t pushed Hua Mi first, Hua Mi would have eventually abandoned her during the apocalypse.
Therefore, Fang Xin struck preemptively.
The car continued moving forward, raindrops hitting the car window, producing a faint sound.
Ahead was the Xiang City landfill.
A call on her phone pulled Hua Mi from her deep mories.
Unsurprisingly, it was a bombardnt of calls from Gong Yi.
“When did you run back there again? Hopping around everywhere, can’t you stay put for once?”
He carried an inexplicable anger, and as soon as the call connected, he bellowed at Hua Mi.
She had already stopped her truck at the edge of the landfill. She looked around—an opened-up two-lane road was blocked again.
The City Clearance Team kept working, continuously clearing endless rubbish out from the city, all accumulating here.
Gong Yi’s temper angered her and she snapped back,
“Why are you shouting? Can’t you be a bit nicer? Just because I returned to Xiang City, what’s it to you where I go!”
“Hua Mi, are you asking for death? How can you speak like that? Show so conscience.”
Gong Yi kicked a stone in anger; he had been waiting in City B for her, always thinking she was busy there.
Yet she had returned to Xiang City first and didn’t even tell him!
She had even ordered Tang You to make a move, causing the obedient Tang You to incite a mutiny…
No, these were minor matters. Mainly, Gong Yi was still waiting to take her to see the material storage in City B.
Always waiting for her to find so free ti.
Furious.
“How am I lacking conscience…”
Hua Mi yelled back, but before she could finish, Gong Yi had already hung up.
He furiously pressed on Hua Mi’s image in the contacts, wishing he could drag her into the blacklist.
Heartless liar, she better never speak to him again in this life.
If he speaks to this woman again, he’s a dog!
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