"I rember once, she lost a bag she just bought. She insisted that I stole it and searched my room several tis. When she couldn’t find it, she said I sold it and had the maid hit with a hockey stick. I was young then; she broke two of my ribs and ruptured my spleen. Luckily, my eldest brother ca back and got to the hospital. I almost died. Later, it was found that her own son had stolen the bag and sold it. After I got out of the hospital, my eldest brother asked our grandfather to seek justice for . My aunt said in front of everyone, ’Her bag cost eight hundred thousand, it’s just a misunderstanding; hitting her once is no big deal, going to the hospital was only a few thousand, nowhere near as important as her bag...’"
Shen Manbing closed her eyes slightly.
As if unwilling to recall further.
Her fingers clenched into a fist, and her body was slightly trembling.
Xia Yangyang was actually quite shocked after hearing this.
Xia Yangyang never knew that a goddess in the entertainnt industry, who has been imnsely popular and enduring for decades, could have had such a childhood.
Shen Manbing opened her eyes.
She smiled at Xia Yangyang, but there was a certain sadness in that smile: "Do you think a human life is worth less than her bag?"
Xia Yangyang didn’t know how to comfort Shen Manbing.
Shen Manbing continued, "So when I beca capable, I started loving bags. The more limited edition and expensive they were, the more I liked them. But I didn’t use them; I sent them all back to the old Shen Family house, arranging them one by one. The Shen Family residence is now under my eldest brother’s na, but my aunt and uncle still live there. I use these bags as decoration, fill every corner, several in the living room, dining room, kitchen, and I change them for new ones regularly. I want my aunt to feel uncomfortable, she thinks I’m flaunting them and demonstrating to her — she’s right. This is my way of retaliating. I want to show her that a bag is just a bag, no matter how expensive. It’s just sothing you can discard and replace regularly, and it can’t be more important than a human life. What she considers precious is worthless to ."
Shen Manbing’s gaze was resolute, disdainful, even arrogant.
But Xia Yangyang felt an inexplicable ache seeing Shen Manbing like this.
Xia Yangyang said, "Forget the unpleasant past. Look at how well you’re doing now. Don’t let the shadows of the past affect your present life."
Shen Manbing turned and smiled at Xia Yangyang.
But her gaze had softened significantly now.
Shen Manbing smiled and said, "Yangyang, you’re really wonderful. I finally understand why Ah Chen likes you so much; it’s because your heart always rembers the warmth of sunshine. Everyone’s life has dark places, but a soul not tainted by darkness is also a kind of gift. I really envy you."
Xia Yangyang was a bit embarrassed: "You’re praising too much. I just don’t rember the past."
Shen Manbing said, "I’ve always been grateful to you; you’re right. I still hold grudges about my childhood. That’s why whenever I think of my childhood, I feel tornted and in pain. I constantly use the happiness I have now to heal my childhood, but I can’t learn to forget. I always let it affect my mood. I’ve bought so many bags but can’t reclaim the self-respect I lacked at ho during my childhood. But I still rember, back then when I was in the hospital, you helped teach my aunt a lesson. Every word you said, I rember clearly. I felt that at that mont, I finally dared to stand straight in front of her. My weakness and timidity finally started to disappear bit by bit. Yangyang, you’ve had the greatest impact on , so I especially enjoy being with you."
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