My Lady, To Defeat Scumbags You Must Start Early

In the hospital room, Song Zhizhi listened to Xin Zaozao’s story.

Xin Zaozao began, “I attempted to tell him the truth once. But seeing the way my dad treated her, I held my tongue. To put it bluntly, my father forcefully acquired the business from Mu Cidian’s family and drove his father into suicide. All of this was to win over my stepmother. My father isn’t stupid; he knew my stepmother was aware of everything and still chose to marry him. He must have anticipated their ulterior motives. Even if I would have tried to warn him about it, would it make any difference?” Song Zhizhi nodded. This woman was indeed sharp-witted.

“After that, I became indifferent. I was actually relieved when I found out that Mu Cidian didn’t love me because I wouldn’t have to pander to him anymore, nor put on a show of wanting to fit into the family. There was a time when I tried my best to impress, hoping to endear myself to my stepmother.” Xin Zaozao paused here and chuckled, the moment punctuated by self-mockery. She continued, “I endured all the unfair treatments in this family. In truth, I didn’t just endure; I accepted it without thinking about fighting back. I always wished to leave this house, but I didn’t know how until Mu Cidian got engaged. With his engagement, he would have no further demands from me; I wouldn’t have to serve as his tool for sexual gratification, and he would want me to leave so as not to obstruct his career.”

“I never thought that with my brief absence, they wouldn’t be able to contain themselves and went after my father. I thought he was smart enough to know that my stepmother did not willingly marry him, and since he dared marry such a woman, he should have had enough confidence to protect himself entirely. Yet, he still ended up dead.” Xin Zaozao’s eyes reddened as she spoke, “and what I couldn’t have imagined even more was how much I would be affected by his death. He was truly not a competent father. He may have never hit or scolded me, had provided for my necessities, but he had never cared about my feelings. I had no emotional attachment with him. But when I received the news, I broke down in tears.”

The reason was simple; no matter what you thought about your father, deep down you still yearned for his affection.

Therefore, when you heard of his death, you found it hard to accept.

It’s always the same when it comes to affection. People can appear indifferent when they have it, but when they lose it, their world shatters!

“What do you plan to do next?” asked Song Zhizhi.

Xin Zaozao shook her head, “I don’t know. Maybe I will leave. If they dared to go after my father, then it’s obvious that everything now rests in their hands. It’s better for me to go, or I’d likely meet the same fate as my father.”

“Not necessarily.” said Song Zhizhi, “I don’t think your father would have handed over everything to your stepmother so readily unless he truly wished to die. Think about it, your father must have known that your stepmother was after the Xin family property. As long as he didn’t hand over the property, she won’t make any reckless moves. Your father was a businessman; he must have understood this better than anyone else. That’s why he had the confidence to marry your stepmother.”

Xin Zaozao bit her lip.

She was clueless right now.

Ever since she had received the news of her father’s death, other than her mind going blank, all she felt was hatred.

But what good is hatred?

Hatred only breeds more hatred.

“You have to take care of your health first, no matter what. For your father, your stepmother, or Mu Cidian, there’s no need to hurt yourself.” Song Zhizhi said, “They’re not worth it.”

Xin Zaozao looked at Song Zhizhi.

“Also,” Song Zhizhi knew that Xin Zaozao was half-suspecting her all the while. Right now, she didn’t intend to discuss their relationship. She admitted that their friendship was indeed interest-related, but it was a mutual benefit, not exploitation. She said, “Your stepmother’s actions against you today can be charged as intentional injury. The sentence depends on your attitude. I’ve already asked the hospital to document your injury. If you want to sue her, you can do so anytime.”

Xin Zaozao remained silent.

But she was very clear that when people are hurt, they eventually fight back.

Just like her, once a peaceful person, when she died, she sought revenge and was desperate to make those who hurt her pay.

Xin Zaozao would do the same.

It’S because of resentment.

She had compromised so much, and yet still suffered.

It happened in her previous life and it’s the same in this one.

Xin Zaozao would understand that people would take advantage of you if you’re too kind.

Song Zhizhi stood up, “Here is my phone number, you can contact me if you need anything. You rest now, I won’t disturb you anymore.”

There were things Xin Zaozao would naturally understand with time.

Song Zhizhi left her number and then left.

It didn’t matter whether Xin Zaozao trusted her or not, everyone needed a helping hand, just like how she relied on Ji Baijian.

Xin Zaozao watched Song Zhizhi’s departing figure.

Even without saying it aloud, Song Zhizhi seemed to have seen through her thoughts.

Yes.

She would not let this go.

She did not love her father, no love, truly no love.

But, she regarded him as her only kin.

Her mother left her behind, but at least her father provided her a place to live and grow.

Now.

She was left with nothing.

And a person with nothing would strive to regain what’s rightfully theirs!

Song Zhizhi left the hospital.

In the car, she received a call from her father.

“Dad.”

“How’s Xin Zaozao?” Song Shan asked.

“She’s relatively stable.”

“I know you’re kind-hearted. But there are things you’d better not get involved in.” Song Shan warned.

Song Zhizhi understood.

At present, everyone assumed that the Xin Financial Group will fall into the hands of Wang Quan and her son.

Under the current situation, their Song family would do well not to offend either party.

“Okay,” Song Zhizhi didn’t want to explain further. “By the way, I’ve left for home, you should come back too.”

“Okay.”

Song Zhizhi hung up the phone and told Luo Xiaolang to drive back home.

She stared blankly out the window.

What happens next would be up to Xin Zaozao’s destiny!