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Published at 23rd of December 2022 05:11:59 AM


Chapter 234

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234 Trembling in fear

Yan stopped in her tracks. Yes, it was the winter when she was seven years old. On Yang Yan’s birthday, it was snowing heavily outside. For some reason, Yang Yan suddenly flew into a rage and beat her up.

After that, he didn’t let her eat anything for the whole day. At night, he didn’t even allow her to enter the house and shut her out.

At that time, she was only seven years old. The thin child’s clothes were thin, and her small hands slammed hard on the door. Her palms were red, and she cried with all her might. However, no one sympathized with her. Her biological mother did not even have the slightest bit of pity and was determined to freeze her to death outside.

In that kind of weather, a child outside for an entire night would only end up freezing to death.

It was Rong Jia who had thrown her a tattered cotton-padded jacket and a bun that had been gnawed on and was as hard as a stone, so she had barely managed to survive that night.

it wasn’t that rong jia was kind at that time, but that torn cotton-padded jacket was used by the dog she had raised at that time. the winter in the north was cold, and there was no heating at home, so rong jia found a torn jacket to put in the dog’s kennel, and the steamed bread was also gnawed by the dog.

Rong Jia just wanted to see Rong Yan wearing dog-worn clothes and eating dog-gnawed steamed buns because that would give her an unparalleled sense of superiority and a sense of accomplishment of having her own sister at her feet.

At that time, Rong Jia was only five years old. A five-year-old child, Yingluo, had a heart that was more vicious than an adult’s.

But now, this had become the only good deed Rong Jia had done for Rong Yan in the past twenty years. It was because she had saved Rong Yan in disguise, otherwise, Rong Yan would not have lived until now.

Rong Yan slowly turned around and looked into Rong Jia’s pleading eyes.

She chuckled. my good sister, it’s good that you still remember this. Yingluo, I really should thank you. Thank you for giving the dog something to use. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be alive now.

Rong Jia was truly regretful now. She had watched as Jiang nuanxia’s teeth were pried out one by one. The pain was unimaginable and the fear was more terrifying than experiencing it herself. But this was only the beginning.

After that, they would have their hands and feet cut off, their tongues cut off, and they would be sold to the best brothel. They would be ravaged by the lowest people every day, and their bodies would be cut every day. This kind of life that was worse than death was the true hell. In comparison, being able to die cleanly was the greatest happiness.

rong jia was so regretful that her intestines were turning green. she was no match for rong yan at all. she was afraid, afraid from the bottom of her heart of this biological sister who had grown up with her but was now a stranger to her. she did not dare to look at her directly.

Rong Jia begged, ” sister, what I regret the most is that I didn’t treat you well all these years. If Yingluo could do it again, I would never do it again. I beg you, please don’t treat me like that for the sake of me saving you once. I don’t want to live. Please let me die a quick death. Can you consider it as you returning the favor? ”

Rong Jia knew Rong Yan’s temper. She didn’t like to owe others anything, whether it was a favor or money.

This was a person’s nature. Even if one’s heart had changed, it might not change.

Therefore, Rong Jia wanted to take a last gamble.

The smile on Rong Yan’s face gradually froze. Rong Jia’s words were right. Rong Yan’s heart was ruthless, but it was not as hard as iron from the beginning. She once had the softest heart in the world and once thought that her kindness could warm up everyone’s indifference.

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