When ng Junci opened her eyes, she stared blankly at the white ceiling, her gaze wooden.
She turned her head and looked at her right arm, which was gone, her arm was no more...
She had beco a cripple.
A cripple... Hahaha, she laughed wildly inside, yet tears flowed from her eyes.
The scenes from that day were vivid in her mind, the hatred was hard to dispel.
Many tis, she was left alone in the isolation ward, with no one to accompany her. She counted the days one by one. Wasn’t tomorrow the engagent banquet?
She was glorious and proud, and what about her? Ended up like this.
Ji Yunya, I will not die peacefully unless this vendetta is settled.
She wanted to carve out her flesh inch by inch, letting her suffer a thousand tornts and die in anguish, but that wasn’t enough. She wanted to drag her into hell, never to reincarnate for generations.
It seed only this fantasy could slightly alleviate the pain in her heart, but when returning to reality, the pain would invade a hundredfold, a thousandfold, and she worked hard to prevent herself from collapsing.
She had to live, even if it ant struggling, she had to stay alive. How could she die without witnessing Ji Yunya’s downfall? How could she?
Every breath she took, every bite she ate, every drop she drank, all for the sake of revenge.
Huo Chanyi ca in with a lunch box, "Ah Ci, feeling better today?"
ng Junci smiled and nodded, "Mm."
Seeing her smile, Huo Chanyi sighed in relief. She had thought Ah Ci would collapse upon awakening to find her arm gone, but she underestimated Ah Ci’s strength. As long as she could gain perspective, life could go on.
"I made bone broth myself, to nourish you." Huo Chanyi poured so soup and brought it to ng Junci’s lips. ng Junci took the spoon with her remaining good hand and said, "I can do it myself."
Huo Chanyi was holding the bowl, watching the girl sip slowly, she couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness. Ah Ci used to be plump and cute, now she’s lost so much weight, her eye sockets deep, looking haggard and pitiful.
But her back was still straight as if this ordeal couldn’t bend her spine. Her dead, dim eyes were unfathomable, causing an inexplicable chill in the heart.
ng Junci took a couple of sips and said, "I’m full, can’t eat anymore."
"You’re eating too little, how can this continue?" Huo Chanyi said worriedly.
ng Junci smiled, holding her hand, "Yiyi, stay and talk with for a while."
Huo Chanyi obediently sat down.
"Yiyi, isn’t tomorrow the eighteenth?" ng Junci suddenly asked quietly.
Huo Chanyi didn’t know why she suddenly asked, but she nodded, "Yes, why are you asking?"
ng Junci smiled, "Because tomorrow is Brother Yan Song and Yun Ya’s engagent day, I have always rembered."
Huo Chanyi looked at her carefully. Ah Ci got into an accident while racing with Ji Yunya, would she resent Ji Yunya for it? But now it seed she overthought.
"Are you going tomorrow?" ng Junci asked with a smile.
Huo Chanyi nodded, "My mother received an invitation, she wants to take along, but I want to stay with you."
"I’ll be fine alone, you should go, send my blessings to Yun Ya, wish her and Brother Yan Song many sons and a lifeti of happiness."
May they die without descendants, cursed forever!
Huo Chanyi nodded, "Okay, I’ll send your blessings. I’ll co to be with you after the banquet ends."
Huo Chanyi sat for a while and then left. School was about to start, and with many things to be busy with, she wouldn’t have much ti to accompany Ah Ci in the future.
ng Junci leaned back against the bedhead, glanced at the dark night outside the window, and her lips curled into a smile, her dark eyes filled with a chilling aura.
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On January 18, 2020, the weather was clear, a gentle wind was blowing.
The sun rose early, the chill gradually dissipating, wearing a coat no longer felt cold.
At the Jinjue Grand Hotel in the Capital City, from early morning, luxury cars kept coming, and celebrities gathered.
It was the engagent banquet for the Pri Minister Yan’s eldest son, and those with and without connections ca to show their support.
Zhuang Xiyue initially wanted to keep it low-key, so she set the banquet at Jinyue Hotel. However, word got out and many ca uninvited, far exceeding Zhuang Xiyue’s expectations.
They all ca to honor Yan Nanmo, the guests were here, so it’s not appropriate to turn them away.
Yun Ya got up at five, and the makeup artist started styling her and applying makeup. It took until seven o’clock, so Zhuang Xiyue, fearing she would get hungry, served a plate of snacks to tide her over since she might not have ti to eat during the busy day.
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