Tang Jianrong

Chapter 500 - Capítulo 500: 500: My Dad Doesn't Want Me Anymore


Capítulo 500: Chapter 500: My Dad Doesn’t Want Me Anymore


Chapter 500 My Dad Doesn’t Want Me Anymore


Wang Huilan thought that she must figure out what to do next.


Lao San is dead, Jiang Haidong is dead, and Ah Sheng is dead too, but those trafficked girls all knew about her ordeal, so she couldn’t go back to her village.


If she returned to the village, the news of her rape would spread, and she could be drowned by peoples’ spittle.


Moreover, if she went back, how could she ever repay Nan Mengyu for her kindness?


She had made up her mind; her life was saved by Nan Mengyu, and from now on, she would follow her wherever she went!


Nan Mengyu noticed that Wang Huilan, after taking a bath, seemed like a completely changed person.


The Wang Huilan she had rescued before was like a vegetable that had lost all its water, gaunt, desperate, and self-abandoning.


But just from taking a bath, she had become much more spirited, especially those eyes, which were exceptionally bright.


“Wang Huilan, that set of clothes fits you quite well,” said Nan Mengyu, looking at her wearing her own clothes. Their figures were quite similar.


Wang Huilan walked up to Nan Mengyu and knelt down squarely in front of her.


Jiang Mengyu was startled: “What are you doing, Wang Huilan? Get up quickly!”


“Nan Mengyu, you saved me, but I have nowhere to go now, so please take me in. I am willing to follow you!”


In her eyes, Nan Mengyu saw sincerity.


But—


“You don’t have to worry, your reputation won’t be damaged due to your being trafficked,” Nan Mengyu decided to tell her about what she had done in the car just now.


“To be honest with you, I told those girls in the car that I had someone come to rescue them because you, Wang Huilan, and I are friends.


So, they were rescued because of you, and they all swore to forget about you and anything related to you from yesterday to today. So—”


Nan Mengyu looked at Wang Huilan: “You don’t have to worry about your trafficking being spread around.”


If the fact of her being trafficked was not spread around, naturally, it meant that the matter of her being raped along the way wouldn’t be passed around either.


Wang Huilan was astounded: “Really?”


It was the year ’82, and people in the village were still bound by oaths; they dared not make them lightly.


Nan Mengyu nodded: “Of course, it’s true!”


Tears immediately began to stream down Wang Huilan’s face.


She had been bullied by Ah Sheng, but she had already killed him using Lao San’s hand.


Therefore, she didn’t hate the rape as much anymore.


What she feared most was the spread of the incident, leaving her too ashamed to face anyone. Living would be worse than death in that case; she might as well be dead.


That’s why she decided she must never go back to her village.


But if those girls all swore not to talk about her, her story wouldn’t reach the village.


And there would also be no issue with being drowned in spit.


“But my life was saved by you, and I still want to follow you,” Wang Huilan said to Nan Mengyu with great determination.


Nan Mengyu still wanted to remind her: “But you’ve already turned sixteen and are eating as a seventeen-year-old, your family probably—”


She guessed that if someone as clever as Wang Huilan could be deceived and trafficked by Jiang Haidong, it was likely because something happened at home, right?


Indeed, as soon as her family was mentioned, Wang Huilan’s eyes reddened: “My dad already doesn’t want me anymore.”


Nan Mengyu was shocked: “How is that possible?”


Nan Mengyu knew that Wang Huilan’s mother had died years ago, and her father had raised her alone. His affection for her was indescribable.


But now, she was actually saying her dad didn’t want her?


“It’s true, my dad is getting married. That woman has a daughter, and I didn’t agree, so my dad wants to kick me out of the house. That woman even told my dad that I’m seventeen years old now and can get married, wanting to marry me off to someone from the city.”