Chapter 697 - 671: The Child Snatched Back from Death’s Grasp
Chapter 697 - 671: The Child Snatched Back from Death’s Grasp
Just couldn’t lift the last one, Ye Daqian felt the footsteps approaching as he was about to pass out; he barely turned his head, his face pressed against the ground, looking over.
Weiwei, whom he had always bullied, the seemingly insignificant Weiwei, now appeared like a giant, standing not far from him. By her side was the calm Chen Xiaoqian, and Ye Daqian made a weak sound from his throat.
"I’m...so...rry..."
"I..." Weiwei tried hard to stay calm, but her voice choked as soon as she spoke. Immediately, she felt Qian gently squeeze her hand, allowing Weiwei to quickly restrain herself.
"I will never forgive you, never ever. Don’t do the last one, get out, leave my world, the farther you roll, the better."
"I need to apologize, just one more, and heaven will forgive me, just one more..." Ye Daqian was relentless, still wanting to kowtow the last time. Xiaoqian walked over and kicked him onto the ground, "You’re dreaming!"
With that kick, the freshly sutured area rubbed harshly against the ground, causing Ye Daqian to yelp in pain, his eyes turning, and he fainted.
At the moment of fainting, Ye Daqian seemed to see Xiaoqian’s sinister smile and heard her soft but despairing voice.
"Not all apologies deserve forgiveness. Remember everything you’ve gone through; it’s compensation for the wrongs you’ve committed. Live your next life with remorse and regret, because that’s how you hurt this little girl."
If there is a hell, Ye Daqian believed he was already there, doomed for eternity...
Xiaoqian called Ye Xiaoyu, asking her to arrange for her father to be taken back to the hospital. Whether this person would live, die, or go insane in the future was up to his own fate. From now on, this person had nothing to do with Weiwei.
"Weiwei, are you still afraid?" Xiaoqian asked Weiwei.
Weiwei shook her head with tears in her eyes. Seeing that creature kneeling on the ground changed something inside her.
"I thought I would be very scared, but I wasn’t. I realized that those who bullied me would one day seem as insignificant as ants, and those things that made me feel hatred and shame weren’t that terrifying anymore."
"Yes, think of it as being bitten by a mad dog. If you don’t take it too seriously, it won’t hurt as much. If you treat him as a demon in your heart, he’ll torment you for life, but if you think of him as a pile of crap, and you stepped on him and got disgusted, well, crap is crap. Clean it off and forget about it. There are better days ahead waiting for you. Are you willing to open your heart and become someone who embraces life again?"
"I am willing!" Weiwei, looking at Xiaoqian’s smile, felt the hope to live.
Xiaoqian gave her a motherly embrace, and she had finally snatched this child back from death. It felt so good.
With her eyes closed, it was as if she heard Xiaowei proudly say, "Mom, you’re amazing."
No one knows what tomorrow holds, good or bad, but for those who care about you and those you care about, you must strive to go on.
That’s what Xiaoqian thought, and so did Weiwei.
The worst moments have already been experienced; what could be worse than suffering? Keep living, and one day you’ll see the sprout of hope, and tomorrow will be better.
Bai Jin always felt that the most positive and shocking thing she had ever witnessed was the scene of Xiaoqian persuading the villain alone a few years ago. That scene filled her with a powerful positive energy, making her believe that justice prevails over evil.
Bai Jin’s character doomed her to suffer in this fickle society. Although she has been out of school for a few years, she still couldn’t accept the so-called cunning and sophisticated moves. She didn’t understand why she couldn’t expose certain things when they clearly existed, merely because of those intricate relationships that made even journalists choose their words carefully. Reporting certain stories meant bearing responsibility, which contradicted her original intention of becoming a journalist.
Due to her excessive pursuit of justice and the journalist’s self-discipline, she was repeatedly reassigned, from a promising radio reporter to a less valued family edition writer for a newspaper, suffering much grievance. Yet, whenever her values were challenged, one person came to mind.
A beautiful woman standing on the rooftop facing the wind, small in stature but with a strong presence, unafraid of power or darkness, facing dangerous villains alone. Her every word and sentence could break into the criminal’s sinful heart.
That scene was once unforgettable in Bai Jin’s mind, not only because of her sexual orientation issues but more because of her persistent pursuit of justice and her belief that evil does not prevail over righteousness. Chen Xiaoqian perfectly embodied that belief during that time. Every time Bai Jin hit a wall in reality, she recalled that scene to reinforce her belief that fairness and justice still existed in the world.
Today, witnessing Xiaoqian’s method of treating Weiwei brought a huge shock to Bai Jin’s life once again.
The man kneeling on the ground looked pitiful, injured but forced to kneel and apologize repeatedly. Bai Jin acted as a witness, but this time the shock that Xiaoqian brought her was in no way inferior to the last time.
Using an unusual method to punish the wrongdoer, it was a strong act—seeing the beast kneel was truly commanding.
Yet, such commanding presence highlighted the heartwarming moment when Xiaoqian held Weiwei, making it so impactful.
This was different from the negotiation expert scene of a few years ago; different means, but the same shock, making it unforgettable due to the stark contrast between strength and weakness.
Bai Jin, who had been wrestling with justice and truth for several years, found a perfect balance at this moment. She witnessed everything Xiaoqian did and found this kind of assertiveness very commendable.
Using powerful strength to protect the weak—her idol Chen Xiaoqian once again elevated in Bai Jin’s heart, so much so that her gaze toward Xiaoqian carried a particular intensity.
She would remember Xiaoqian’s instructions: write only about child abuse, not about sexual assault, to preserve Weiwei’s reputation, and take a jab at the colleague who wrote nonsense for money, partially restoring the truth of the matter, and remind parents to pay more attention to their children’s emotional changes.
After resolving Weiwei’s issue, Xiaoqian felt a sigh of relief and the next day, instructed Ye Xiaoyu to take Weiwei for a vacation, specifically urging Ye Xiaoyu to ensure Weiwei continued her medication without stopping, as depression could relapse, and to heed the doctors’ advice and not discontinue medication, to avoid a recurrence.
Ye Xiaoyu and her sisters moved out, planning to find a new home after vacation according to Xiaoqian’s medical advice, to avoid emotional triggers by staying in that place.
Xiaoqian returned from school to find that the apartment across the hall was emptied, the door ajar, the little girl who relied on her had moved away.
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