Chapter 897: Chapter 901: Qi De Academy (19)
"Su Li is a kidnapping suspect? No, impossible... She has always been a very qualified wife, kind-hearted, definitely couldn’t do such a thing..."
"It seems you and Ms. Su have divorced now, and the relationship between the two of you before doesn’t appear to have been as harmonious as you claimed."
"According to our investigation, Ms. Su was suffering from severe depression during your marriage, were you aware of this?"
Cong Yang felt he had never hated someone so much. He couldn’t even remember how he answered those people.
Although he deliberately maintained a smile on his face, only he knew that his heart was bleeding.
Even if he didn’t intentionally look, he could sense the peculiar gazes of his colleagues falling upon him.
Especially when those people pointed out the unusual closeness between him and his secretary.
"Mr. Cong, do you think Ms. Su might have developed thoughts of revenge against society because of your betrayal to the marriage family?"
Upon hearing this, Cong Yang’s face twitched a few times, unable to hold back, he cursed.
This bastard, does he have any idea what kind of questions he’s asking?
"What does this have to do with me, did I break the law? Do I still have any ties with Su Li? All of you get the hell out..."
Right after he kicked those people out of the company, the big boss called him over.
He was unemployed...
Well, this wasn’t the most tragic. The tragedy was, the damn Su Li, the damn ex-wife, she became famous, and he became infamous along with her.
Everyone knew he was Su Li’s husband.
Even as Su Li’s name spread nationwide, his actions also circulated among the mouths of everyone.
This, for him, was the most devastating blow.
If he had known earlier, he definitely wouldn’t have married Su Li because she was weak and easy to control, it’s too late to regret now.
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Extra (Three)
"Grandpa, when I grow up, I want to be a cleaner, clean the street garbage thoroughly, so everyone can live comfortably and have a cheerful mood every day."
This was the ambitious declaration from the Yu family’s grandson who had just turned three years old.
Cleaner? Isn’t that just sweeping the streets...
Upon hearing this, Mr. Yu, no longer called Zhu Rouyu, shook his flabby flesh, feeling his blood pressure rising straight to his forehead.
Can’t hold it, his fiery temper was about to surface.
Perhaps this grandson was born to test him, why was his ambition getting lower and lower?
His son just wanted to be a chef, and after he forced himself to understand this, he thought being a chef was actually quite good.
At least he could make whatever the family wanted to eat immediately, and it would be possible to have different dishes every day of the year.
Looking at the Yu family’s physique, everyone was round and lucky.
Besides, his son not only earned the title of a culinary god over the years, but also opened several chain restaurants.
With fame and fortune, Zhu Rouyu considered this a beautiful outcome indeed.
But what kind of ambition is it to sweep streets, sweep major roads?
Not good, not good, his blood pressure was starting to rise again.
Unable to hold back, Zhu Rouyu contorted his face, ready to lose his temper.
"Dad, Little Treasure’s ambition sounds good. Sister Su said, there’s no distinction between noble and humble professions, ambition has no good or bad, as long as one can achieve the utmost, every line can produce top scorers."
Zhu Rouyu had no memory of whether that devil woman said this or not, but upon hearing her name, his surging anger was immediately cooled down.
"Hmph..." Zhu Rouyu could only snort coldly, giving himself a way out.
Little Treasure asked his dad confusedly, "Is Grandpa unhappy?"
The chubby dad smiled and replied, "No, Grandpa just remembered someone we all need to be grateful for."
"Little Treasure’s ambition is great, cleaners are also a very noble profession. They are the maintainers of the city, without them we wouldn’t have our current clean environment, allowing everyone to work and study normally, so this profession is very important."
The little child receiving his father’s acknowledgment smiled until his eyes squinted into slits.
The chubby dad felt he had always tried to be an excellent father; the harms and grievances he received, he didn’t want his child to bear them again.
Many years later, when the inventor of the city’s garbage sorter stood on the award stage, he couldn’t help but cry when talking about his childhood ambition.
He owed his success entirely to his father’s encouragement and support.
In his father’s eyes, no matter what he did, he would always be the most outstanding one. Even if he had the worst grades in class, his father could always find the shining points on him.
His father always thought he was the best, and now, he indeed became the best version of himself.
The child who said he wanted to make the city cleaner and tidier really achieved it.
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Extra (Four)
Waking up in the white hospital, Er Shun touched his limp leg, his heart filled with fear.
"This must be just temporary numbness." He didn’t understand these medical things either.
The attending doctor’s series of medical terms left him confused, he could only chase after the doctor asking if there’s any chance for his leg to recover.
The surrounding medical staff were quite impatient, looking at him like they were looking at a pile of dog poop.
But he couldn’t care about that, he was only concerned about his leg.
"There is no obvious trauma visible in your leg, the reason for its numbness remains to be determined, it’s impossible to make a judgment temporarily, maybe you can try massaging and exercising it yourself, perhaps there might be a possibility of recovery."
The doctor spoke politely, not completely sentencing him to death, but Er Shun had a feeling that his leg was done for.
The woman’s cold and ruthless face flashed in his mind again... he knew this must all be retribution.
Having had such an incident during work, his family would surely make a fuss.
But Er Shun soon found out that other colleagues at that school were all sent to the hospital, the school couldn’t look after itself.
Even patients who initially sympathized with him, immediately backed away upon hearing he worked at Zhengmiao School, treating him like he carried the plague.
Later he realized that Zhengmiao School’s actions were completely exposed.
They also became accomplices to evil, everyone was calling them out like rats.
After witnessing the neighboring ward’s Old Li and others’ miserable conditions, Er Shun felt having just one wasted leg was already quite lucky.
Old Li’s legs and arms were completely disabled, only able to lie in bed, needing his family’s help for meals and toilet needs.
When Er Shun rolled his wheelchair over during a visit, Old Li’s wife had just left and hadn’t returned for a long time; Old Li couldn’t hold it anymore, and urinated on his pants and bed mat right before Er Shun.
Although people called him Old Li, he was actually not even forty, and this completely destroyed his latter half of life.
After leaving the ward, Er Shun found out Old Li wasn’t as innocent as he thought, he was also a participant in the violence, so such a result wasn’t undeserved for them, right?
As for others, Er Shun dared not to look, in general, they wouldn’t fare any better than Old Li.
This torment is worse than death. At least dying would let people gradually forget the wrongs one has done, living in such a state burdens the family, being alive but amidst condemnation.
One really shouldn’t engage in wrongdoing, it’s not that retribution won’t come, it’s just not yet time.