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Chapter 48: You Already Did This in Your Past Life
Seeing that she was still rambling on,
Su Ai interrupted again.
“How much do you want?”
Li Cuihua was surprised. Given Su Ai’s previous attitude, she had expected a long battle to get money from her.
From childhood to adulthood, it had always been difficult to get anything from Su Ai.
Had she suddenly become so easygoing?
Even Ji Yang looked back at Su Ai, wondering why she had suddenly changed her attitude.
Li Cuihua smiled awkwardly; it was so easy, she suspected Su Ai was playing a trick on her.
“One hundred… yuan?”
She said tentatively.
After she finished speaking, Su Ai reached into her pocket.
She pulled out a hundred-yuan bill and several ten-yuan bills.
Without counting, it was about two hundred yuan.
She threw it directly at Su Peng’s face, landing in his arms.
“Get out.”
Su Peng was hit and felt humiliated, but the one or two hundred yuan in his arms made him ecstatic.
In the end, he carefully put the money away.
Li Cuihua didn’t expect to get the money so easily, and the amount was much more than she had asked for.
She immediately regretted it; she should have asked for a thousand.
She had asked for too little; Su Ai rarely gave this much.
But it was too late to regret now; she was worried that if she asked for a thousand yuan now, Su Ai wouldn’t give her the two hundred yuan.
She would lose everything.
Taking the money, Li Cuihua quickly left, taking what she could get: “Su Ai, you’re so generous.”
“That’s what a good older sister should be like.”
“Helping your brother; you’ll have a strong family now, and no one will dare to bully you.”
Having a strong family, no one will dare to bully you?
Then the family members will bully each other?
Su Ai scoffed at these words.
“If you don’t leave now, return the money.”
The two of them quickly walked towards the door, but when they were almost at the door, Li Cuihua suddenly turned back, smiling ingratiatingly at Su Ai, and pointed at the eggs on the ground.
“I suddenly remembered that Ji Yang doesn’t like eggs. If you don’t like them, I’ll take them back and give them to your father…”
Su Ai picked up the eggs in front of Li Cuihua.
“He doesn’t like them; I do.”
“Lele likes them too.”
Li Cuihua immediately clutched her chest, heartbroken.
Losing this basket of eggs felt like losing billions.
“Then… okay.”
“I remember you haven’t slaughtered your pig yet; slaughter it tomorrow and bring me two front legs.”
“And some ribs for Ji Yang to nourish himself.”
Su Ai decided the fate of Li Cuihua’s pig.
When Li Cuihua heard this, she almost jumped up.
What the hell? What was Su Ai, to eat her pig? Besides, that pig was worth some money; they didn’t want to slaughter it; they wanted to see if the price of pork would go up before selling it.
Su Ai wanted to slaughter it just like that?
In your dreams.
But Su Peng, seeing the two hundred yuan in his arms, pulled Li Cuihua.
Li Cuihua took a deep breath and smiled wryly: “We’re not planning to slaughter the pig yet. If Ji Yang wants to eat meat, I’ll go to town and buy some for him tomorrow.”
“Don’t worry!”
“I’ll definitely bring it to you tomorrow.”
Then, she pulled Su Peng and ran off, as if a ghost was chasing them.
She ran faster, worried that Su Ai would make more demands. No wonder she gave the money so easily; there were probably more requests to come.
Li Cuihua disappeared without a trace. Su Ai pushed Ji Yang inside.
Ji Lele pouted, unhappy.
“What’s wrong? You’re acting like an old man at such a young age.” Su Ai pinched her son’s pouting lips.
“I’m unhappy.”
Ji Lele’s unhappiness was evident: “I don’t understand why Mom gave so much money to those bad people.”
“They hit Lele and scolded him.”
Su Ai rubbed her son’s head: “Sometimes, just driving away the enemy is not a permanent solution.”
“You’re too young to understand these things; you’ll understand when you grow up.”
Ji Lele looked at his mother’s profound expression: “So, Mom means giving them money is a permanent solution?”
Su Ai nodded: “To eliminate them, you must first give to them.”
“I don’t understand.”
“It’s okay; you’ll understand later.”
“Okay, can I go play now?”
“Go ahead.”
Ji Lele ran off. Su Ai met Ji Yang’s questioning gaze: “What are you going to do?”
Su Ai whispered to Ji Yang: “I’m going to the city tomorrow.”
Ji Yang didn’t reply for a long time after hearing this.
Su Ai observed Ji Yang’s expression: “Do you think I was too harsh?”
Ji Yang shook his head: “No.”
He reached out and took Su Ai’s hand: “I was just wondering what they did to you to make you so disappointed in them.”
“That’s something I wasn’t involved in, something I didn’t see.”
Those hidden past experiences make me feel heartbroken.
Su Ai felt that she wasn’t a very kind person; her moral bottom line was low, and she had little empathy.
She was cold, unfeeling, and ruthless when it came to calculating others.
But Ji Yang was an exception.
He could easily ignite a fire in her desolate and cold heart.
Instantly melting all the ice.
Her heart felt warm; only Ji Yang, regardless of money, regardless of whether she was excellent or terrible, always felt sorry for her.
“Feel sorry for me?”
Ji Yang nodded at Su Ai.
Su Ai stood in front of Ji Yang’s wheelchair, extending her hands, showing a slight vulnerability and hoarseness for the first time.
“Then hug me.”
Ji Yang got up from his wheelchair, supporting himself with one leg, and pulled Su Ai into his arms.
Originally, Su Ai just wanted to take advantage and get a hug.
But when she was in Ji Yang’s warm and reliable embrace, listening to his heartbeat and feeling him gently patting her, the grievances she had suppressed for twenty years suddenly surged.
Su Ai always thought she didn’t care; she had become strong and unbreakable; as long as she didn’t want to, no one could hurt her.
But now, she suddenly remembered that snowy winter day when she was driven out, wearing thin clothes, shivering from the cold.
She heard harsh scolding in her ears.
At that time, she really wanted someone to hug her, to make her feel less cold.
Now she felt that long-delayed warmth.
The little girl in thin clothes, shivering from the cold, seemed to fade away slowly.
“It won’t happen again, Su Ai.”
I’ll protect you with my life.
Su Ai’s nose soured, and a tear wetted Ji Yang’s clothes.
She seemed to hear the unspoken words from Ji Yang.
“I know.”
Because, Ji Yang, you already did that in your past life.
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