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Chapter 371 - Chapter 371: Heartache
Chapter 371: Heartache
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
When Su Wen heard Third Grandma’s intention to let Tian Gang and Tian Yong off with a slap on the wrist, forcing them to compensate for her family’s losses and let the matter rest afterward, her expression darkened.
“I object. I don’t care about compensation,” Su Wen said coldly. “These two need to be sent to the police station and be punished to the full extent of the law.”
Staring seriously at Su Wen, Third Grandma entreated, “Little Wen, please reconsider. I fully support you and believe the two of them should be punished. I’m sure the rest of the family will support you rather than Su Xuefang, but think about what’ll happen if you follow this decision. What would your grandparents do if you sent Tian Yong to the police?”
Su Dachun was a biased man. If Su Wen dared lay a finger on his grandson, Su Dachun and Ma Xiulan would not let her off.
Especially Ma Xiulan, who had a bone to pick with her branch of the family. Ever since her eldest son died, Ma Xiulan hated Su Wen and her sisters, whom she believed was the cause of Su Xuewen’s death. With such a grandmother around, it would be strange if Su Wen and her sisters suffered no consequences for the grudge she bore.
Understanding Third Grandma’s concerns, Su Wen’s att.i.tude softened. Since Third Grandma was not showing bias, she did not need to come across as too harsh. However, she still had to insist on a suitable punishment for the two men, one she could live with.
Su Wen decided to change tactics. Her eyes reddened, and tears rolled down her cheeks like small pearls.
No one was immune to her tears. The bystanders watching with bated breath felt their hearts clench. They knew how hard life was for Su Wen when her father, Su Xuewen, died. Su Wen’s tears were fully justified. Some felt they were long overdue. After all, Su Wen had not even cried when her house caught fire!
“Little Wen…” Shen Erkui felt his heart breaking into pieces as he witnessed Su Wen tear up. “Don’t cry. I’ll do whatever I can to help you. Don’t worry; you’re not alone.”
“Little Wen, if you have any grievances, just tell us.”
Third Grandma eyed Su Wen with a frown, wondering if there was something else she did not know.
“Third Grandma, you don’t know,” Su Wen cried. This time, she did not need to put on an act to convey her grievances – they were genuine fears of hers. “Speak to me. I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what’s wrong.”
“That’s right! If you have something to say, then say it. No one will hold it against you. Everyone here is from Trinity Village.”
Listening to the voices around her, Su Wen would be lying if she said she wasn’t touched. Conflicts of interest were normal in a small village like theirs, but everyone knew when to set aside those petty disputes in favor of more important matters.
That was the heart of their community, their village spirit.
Su Wen jabbed a finger at Tian Gang and Tian Yong, sitting on the ground with their heads bowed and faces twisted. Sharp, accusing eyes pierced them as she said, “They’re animals! Tian Gang wanted to kidnap Sixth Sister and Little Sister Su to sell them! My uncle, Tian Yong, is worse. He… He knew Hengyang wasn’t around and said he would… rape me.” Su Wen was not about to let Tian Yong off so easily.
It was not in her nature.
Predictably, her words caused an uproar. Before anyone could string him up or tear him up for his disgusting behavior, the sound of emergency brakes startled the crowd. A tall figure stepped out of the car, moving so swiftly that they were barely a shadow dancing in the breeze. Su Wen felt her world spin briefly before being crushed against a broad, muscular chest.
Su Wen trembled, struggling with all her might against the arms that held her close. “Wenwen, it’s me. I’m back.” It was the voice of someone she knew intimately. She could never mistake him for anyone else. That deep, familiar rumble…
Zhou Hengyang’s heart ached..
