Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
As Shen Liangchuan approached them, he saw the man who had previously demanded compensation. He was tugging at Qiao Lian’s sleeve and saying something.
His expression turned cold and sharp at once. Shen Liangchuan hurried over and strode into the crowd. Raising his voice, he asked icily, “What are you doing here?!”
Upon hearing his voice, everyone turned in his direction simultaneously.
The moment Qiao Lian saw him, her eyes lit up and sounded relieved as she said, “You’re finally back!”
It didn’t look like the man was making things difficult for her, but rather she looked helpless.
Shen Liangchuan paused. The man was in his fifties or sixties and he was tugging at Qiao Lian’s sleeve. When he saw Shen Liangchuan, his face lit up and he dashed towards the young man, saying, “Best Actor Shen, I finally see you in person!”
His line of sight fell on Shen Liangchuan’s head.
It was still bandaged, as the wound had not fully healed.
There was a look of guilt in the old man’s eyes.
He bowed his head and, suddenly, gave himself a sound slap. “Best Actor Shen, you should beat me up. It’s all my fault. I was the one who hurled the brick.”
Shen Liangchuan kept silent.
The old man’s eyes reddened at once. “I- I really thought you were scammers and didn’t care about us anymore. I was angry then, that’s why—”
He looked down and choked before he could finish speaking.
Someone from the crowd stepped forward to explain on his behalf, “Sigh, this man is quite pitiful. Eight years ago, he and his wife sold off their old home and borrowed a large sum of money to pay up for a unit in that building. When the building did not happen, his family had to rent a small space to live in. His son’s wife ran away, and his own wife fell ill from the stress and anger. She died two years later. The relatives who lent them the money started to come after him for the return of the loan, as they were worried that he too would soon follow his wife and they’d never get their money back. He and his son now work as manual laborers in a worksite.”
Qiao Lian bit her lip as she listened to his story.
The fact was that a child had nothing to do with the debts of his or her parents.
But looking at these people now, she understood that all their lives must have been about this home, a home that had gone wrong. And they must have felt like they couldn’t see the light at the end of the tunnel.
It was pitiful to be living .
She was no saint, but she did feel that the situation back then had gone out of control and people had lost their lives, and no one had given them an explanation. Those who bought the property had lost everything.
These people were not evil.
They were victims like her.
The people who had pushed her parents to their deaths were not these people, but someone behind the scenes.
Qiao Lian cast her gaze down. Shen Liangchuan glanced at her before turning to the person who spoke and saying, “It’s okay, I can understand you. But please be reasonable and logical in dealing with matters, don’t be misled by others.”
Choked with tears, he nodded at once.
Then everyone looked at Best Actor Shen and started to put in good words.
“Best Actor Shen, you’re our saviour!”
“Best Actor Shen, from now on I’m your loyal die-hard fan!”
“Best Actor Shen, you saved all of us!”
Shen Liangchuan did not know whether to laugh or cry at all the praises they were showering him with.
When they finally managed to get the people to leave, Qiao Lian looked at all the gifts of local products they had left behind and felt quite emotional.
“What’s the matter?” Shen Liangchuan asked her as he slipped his arm around her waist.