Yes, if she hadn’t been married off to Tang Yuchen, none of this would have happened afterward.
Out of self-interest, he pushed her into the arms of the demon and, at the same time, pushed himself to the demon as well.
Dealing with a demon, the end is doomed to be tragic.
With a hearty laugh, An Ruo exclaimed, "But what I’m most grateful for is that you sold me to him! An Mingqi, this is your retribution, your retribution!"
Indeed, this was his retribution. There is an arrangement in the unseen world, and there will always come a day when he will suffer the consequences of his actions.
"Hahaha..." An Mingqi suddenly burst into laughter, then turned and walked into the resting room inside.
Once he left, An Ruo’s vision went black for a moment, and only then did she feel the pain in her knee.
Tang Yuchen saw her about to faint and quickly picked her up to go downstairs, planning to take her to the hospital.
After all, the truth had come out. An Mingqi couldn’t escape, and there was no need for them to stay any longer.
As they left the An family, the man walked briskly toward the car with her in his arms. Suddenly, there was a loud crash behind them.
"Ah—" Someone let out a scream, followed by screams one after another. The scene became chaotic like a wild horse that had broken free.
Tang Yuchen glanced back, then indifferently turned away again.
An Ruo, gaining some clarity, asked in confusion, "What happened?"
"An Mingqi jumped from the building to commit suicide," the man said indifferently.
An Ruo was stunned. Tang Yuchen didn’t pause for a moment, carrying her into the car. An Ruo lowered her eyes silently, without looking back.
It was over, everything was over.
Dear Mom and Dad in heaven, you can rest in peace now.
In the hospital, Liang Weiming repositioned An Ruo’s bones. She bit down hard on her teeth, and although the pain made her want to die, she endured it without fainting.
Liang Weiming applied medication on her and covered it with gauze.
After wiping his hands, he said to her in frustration, "Do you not want these legs anymore? Try standing up again and see if they don’t break!"
Lying on the hospital bed, An Ruo smiled weakly at him, "Thank you, Uncle Liang."
Liang Weiming’s anger was diffused by her call of ’Uncle Liang.’ No matter what, this girl was Tang Yuchen’s wife, and that made her his junior.
As an elder to a junior, it’s better to be kind and loving rather than harsh.
Liang Weiming cleared his throat, softened his tone and said, "But don’t worry, with me here, there’s nothing seriously wrong with your legs."
"Thank you, Uncle Liang," An Ruo called him gently once more, her voice sounding very soothing.
Liang Weiming felt awkward and added, "Alright, rest for a bit and you can be discharged. I have other patients to attend to, so I’m leaving now."
If he stayed any longer and heard her call him ’Uncle Liang’ a few more times, he’d probably end up giving her a red envelope.
Tang Yuchen sat down beside her, holding her hand with a slight smile, "You certainly know how to cheer people up."
An Ruo was puzzled, "Do I?"
She did owe Uncle Liang her thanks.
The man smiled once more, stroking her head gently, "Close your eyes and rest for a bit, then we’ll go home."
An Ruo gazed at his heartfelt smile, feeling a moment of daze.
That place seemed to have gradually become her home.
And she had come to accept that it was the place she was supposed to return to each day.
With a slight dip of her eyelids, she said softly, "I can’t sleep, we might as well go back now."
"Rest for a while first, aren’t you tired?"
Yes, she was tired, both physically and emotionally.