adversity girl

Chapter 49 It's Not Too Late
On a hot summer night, the sound of insects buzzing outside the window is pleasant to the ears. On the mat inside the window, a girl in short sleeves and cropped pants is lying on her side next to her grandmother. The grandmother is shaking her fan to fan her granddaughter, just like that The girl gradually fell asleep in the slight breeze, and the grandmother saw that her granddaughter was sleeping soundly, so she got up lightly and left the room.

At this time, a figure put the bathroom doorknob against a broom, and then walked towards the dimly lit room. Through the crack of the door, the figure looked at the sleeping girl's breathing in the warm yellow desk lamp, which made the figure so seductive. The man swallowed, quietly entered the room and locked the door tightly.

Standing by the bed and staring dazedly at the charming figure of the graceful girl, the evil thoughts that had been buried in his heart for a long time gradually emerged.

The man's hand began to reach out to the girl.

Yan Manjia, who was still asleep, was suddenly awakened by a strange and numb feeling in her legs, and when she turned around, she saw a very familiar face.

"What are you doing, you are..."

Before Yan Manjia finished speaking, he grabbed the girl's ankle and pulled her towards him, holding her mouth tightly with one hand.

The more she struggled to resist, the more excited he became. That mouth wandered recklessly on the girl's body, and she closed her eyes in despair and shed countless tears.

When one of his hands left the girl's wrist and quickly untied her trouser belt, he suddenly touched his face with one hand, but before he felt a burst of pain, he was slapped aside heavily by this force On the wall, I felt soreness all over my body when I fell to the ground.

"Ouch... hiss."

He opened his eyes with a grim expression, and saw the girl open the door and escape from the room.

"Mom, are you in there?"

"Strange, who brought a broom to the door?"

When the grandmother walked out of the bathroom, she saw the daughter-in-law putting the broom aside, and suddenly the figure of the granddaughter flashed in front of her eyes.

The girl opened the gate and ran back home.

At this time, the daughter-in-law seemed to understand all this, and ran into the mother-in-law's room angrily. As soon as she entered the door, she saw her husband Liu Minghui lying on the ground.

"Oh, why are you on the ground?"

The daughter-in-law hurriedly helped her husband up, and when the daughter-in-law helped him walk out of the room, she saw her mother suffering from Alzheimer's was opening the door and going out.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

"In the middle of the night, she left as soon as she left."

The daughter-in-law looked at her husband whose face was flushed into palm prints, and recalled the sneaky look in her husband's eyes when the girl came to her home to take care of her mother-in-law during the holidays, so she moved her eyes to look at the broom.

Liu Minghui also noticed his wife's eyes. He glanced at the broom and squinted his eyes.

"I just taught her not to play pranks."

"Look, you slapped me and... pushed me."

"Run out the door, uneducated thing."

Seeing how uncomfortable her husband was with his waist supported, the wife pursed her lips and went back to the room to look for medicine.

After hearing these words, the grandmother was very dissatisfied, walked up to her son tremblingly, pointed at him and said, "You... did you do something to Jia'er?"

Liu Minghui supported his old waist with one hand, and saw that his mother didn't care about him at all, and recalled that when his younger sister was alive, his mother favored her a lot. Still indifferent as always, very angry in my heart.

"My sister died a long time ago, where is my daughter?"

"You don't have any granddaughters at all!"

My mother couldn't bear the pain of a white-haired person giving away a black-haired person, so she suffered from dementia. At that time, someone found her and wanted to live in this county as a younger sister, and they usually had no relatives or neighbors. The man agreed when he knew the news of his sister's death, and the reason for his agreement was nothing more than the rich reward.

"Look, this is my sister's posthumous photo."

"She finally... left."

"That woman just looks like my sister."

Liu Minghui touched the woman in the photo who looked quite similar to Yan Manjia's mother, Liu Wen. Her lips trembled slightly as she spoke, holding the photo frame tightly and throwing it to the ground. She walked forward to pick up this photo and brought it close to her eyes. She squinted her eyes to see that it was her daughter's cheerful smiling face.

"I'm not that girl's uncle!"

"You're not her grandmother either!"

At that moment, the elderly grandma recalled the details of her life with her daughter, but in the end she still recalled the scene when she saw her daughter for the last time. For a while, the grandma still did not dare to accept the departure of the person she loves the most.

Liu Minghui, who was still silent at the side, saw his mother lying on the ground out of the corner of his eye, so he hurried forward to pick her up and asked his wife to call the emergency number.

But grandma still stopped breathing and passed away peacefully.

"Recalling now, the smell on her body...

"Touch Bai Nen's legs, that's right!"

"What pleases me the most is the beautiful neck."

Liu Minghui had a knife on his neck, looked at Yan He's angry and mutilated face, even though there was a tear on his neck dripping blood, he would still tell Yan He about the shameless memories in his heart, After that, he showed a self-righteous smile.

Yan He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and twisted his neck.

"Believe it or not, your neck will be more beautiful!"

"Hmph, haven't you always been curious about what our husband and wife do?"

"Then I'll make you understand."

After Yan He finished speaking, he opened his eyes and looked at Liu Minghui, who was tied to the chair, with an innate murderous look in his eyes.

"It's been a long time since I saw a picture of blood flowing."

"You will see the craftsmanship handed down from our family."

"Knife is my art!"

When driving on the road a few hours ago, Yan Manjia lowered her head to reveal the scar on her collar.

When Xiaoshen parked the car downstairs at the so-called uncle's house, he checked the time and sent a message to Wang He, and then got out of the car with him and Xiaoshen.

In the car, Yan and the bodyguards beside him squinted, seeing Liu Minghui passing by outside the window, remembering that he had caused a scar to his daughter when he suddenly returned home the night before in poor condition, a question suddenly flashed in his mind, he took the opportunity to escape, and immediately Follow Liu Minghui back home.

At this moment, Yan Manjia, who was sitting in the car, looked at the people coming and going outside the car window with a calm face, but in fact, he would feel uncertain from time to time.

Xiaoshen poked his head and looked in the direction of the building outside the window. Suddenly, thick smoke came out of the window of the family. What instantly caught Xiaoshen's eyes was the fire burning in the window. He looked back at Yan Manjia in shock.

"It's on fire."

"real or fake?"

"Ah, does that mean we won't do anything?"

The three bodyguards at the back of the car looked worriedly at Wang Zhi and Xiao Shen at the front of the car, clenched their fists and then loosened them. They felt that their hands were rusty after not doing anything recently, but their hearts were itchy.

"To shut up."

Wang Zhi looked at the three of them with a serious face, warned in a low voice, and there was no sound in an instant. Xiaoshen and Wang Zhi met meaningful eyes, and then looked at Yan Manjia who was silent at the same time.

The girl blinked her eyes and looked at the resident family that was gradually raging, and the scene flashed before her eyes was the time she used to cherish with her grandmother.

I originally thought that seeing this scene would be very joyful, but there was no trace of joy, but it was full of sorrow.

"Today we welcome donors to our school."

"Come on for the high school seniors who are about to take the college entrance examination."

Xiaoshen drove the car into the school gate, Yan Manjia put on black gloves, and looked coldly through the car window at the senior high school students who couldn't see the end outside.

Most of the students followed the principal who was talking on the stage and looked at the commercial vehicles passing by outside the playground. Several school leaders hurried forward to welcome them.

When Xiao Shen got out of the car, he was held by an inexplicable teacher.

"Welcome and thank you for your donation over the past three years."

Xiao Shen frowned and looked at the teacher's flattering face, retracted his hand, and raised the corners of his mouth politely.

"Excuse me."

"Our group boss has a lot to deal with."

The car door gradually moved open. Wang Zhi leaned his right hand on the back of his waist, bent over and stretched out his right hand to Yan Manjia. The girl gently put her hand in Wang He's hand and stepped out. Wang Zhi looked at the girl wearing gloves hand, blinking his small eyes in confusion.

When I once again stood in this familiar environment with a new identity, the people and things in front of me instantly became different from before.

The corners of her mouth were raised slightly as usual, but her eyes looked at the teachers around her more coldly than before.

"So today is the boss's daughter who came to your school."

"Ah..., oh."

The director of the Academic Affairs Office raised his glasses and carefully looked at the girl standing among several bodyguards. He always felt familiar, and then he wanted to go forward but was stopped by Xiaoshen.

"Then... isn't it Yan Manjia?"

"Yes, it's not easy."

"How did she get out of that car?"

"She's changed a lot."

At this time, the students in the third and third classes on the playground were all discussing the girl who appeared in the luxury car, some looked at her coldly, and some even pointed fingers.

"Be quiet."

At this time, Teacher Chen, who used to be Yan Manjia's class teacher, shouted at the classmates, and there was only a little chatter in the next second.

Teacher Chen walked out of the playground. She saw an ordinary girl in her class dressed in black, which was completely different from the clothes she used to wear in school. When she walked in, it was even more different. The lower girl's outerwear has a unique luster.

"Yan Manjia, you..."

"How's it going?"

Teacher Chen was very happy when he saw that it was his former student.

A few days after Yan Manjia left, Wang Xunrong sent someone to ask the principal for a long vacation for Yan Manjia for a special reason.

Teacher Chen wanted to speak to Yan Manjia, but was stopped by bodyguards.

The girl raised her eyes and saw the care she had never seen before in the eyes of the former head teacher, and waved her hand.

Seeing Teacher Chen's move, the director of the Academic Affairs Office carefully observed the girl's whole body again, and only then remembered where he had seen her.

"Why do people only bully you?"

"Haven't you thought about your own reasons?"

"You're petty, you come here to complain when you get beaten and scolded."

Girls had been bullied many times on campus, and she didn't want them to scold and beat her for no reason, so one day she mustered up the courage to come to the office of the Academic Affairs Office.

Looking carefully at the disgusting face of the teacher who was sitting and talking without back pain, the only life-saving straw in his heart was broken by that person's words.

"Let's go, I have other things to deal with."

Yan Manjia was pushed out of the office, and the sound of the door closing scared her body even more, but what frightened her even more was that the few students standing at the stairs and knocking on the railing didn't look like students, but looked superior .

"Yo, I'm sorry for you, I came to the Academic Affairs Office."

"Damn it, it looks like it's time to play another game."

Liu Jia, with disheveled hair, walked towards Yan Manjia, circled around her, and picked the girl's hair with her fingers. She wanted to leave but was blocked by several other people.

"pretty good."

The bodyguard turned sideways to let Yan Manjia pass by. Yan Manjia passed Teacher Chen and said with a smile in a soft tone.

Then he turned around and faced the director of the Teaching Office. The director smiled awkwardly and blinked at the girl, but his heart was actually extremely flustered. Suddenly a hand appeared in front of him. Yan Manjia raised his eyebrows and raised his head to reach out to the director. Sign for a handshake.

Seeing the gentle smile on the girl's cheek, the director felt that it was a handshake and quickly held Yan Manjia's hand, but before he could speak, he was hissed softly by a burst of pain. Lifting up, let go of the hand that had just used a little force.

"Oh, I didn't try hard."

"Sure enough, the fat body is empty."

Yan Manjia's cold eyes looked at the director's fat belly, Teacher Chen turned around and suppressed a smile, and the director of the teaching office was even more embarrassed.

She walked towards the playground, raised her hand and raised three fingers to signal the bodyguards not to follow.

The principal walked off the stage, and Wang He hurried to the principal when he saw this.

"Hi, I'm giving a speech to senior high school students today."

"There will be a magic show later."

"Let's start now."

Wang Zhi held the principal's hand, and the principal agreed. Wang Zhi started today's speech when he came to the stage. In the past two years, there was actually such a day, because every other year, Wang Xunrong would stand in the distance and watch her silently. One glance, even if it is to look at her from a distance, he will feel much more at ease in his heart. The people who have been dispatched here in the past two years are also different.

Yan Manjia walked to the back of a class. Two girls in Liu Jia's class who had bullied girls looked back at her. One was still as cold as usual, while the other was flustered.

Looking at the burly bodyguards beside the commercial vehicle, recalling what they said and did to Yan Manjia, they pretended to be calm on the surface, but they were extremely flustered in their hearts.

Yan Manjia brushed her hair, looked at the inconspicuous expressions of the two people with a mocking smile, raised her hand and waved to the two people, and greeted them with a smile.

"She must be sick."

"Are you greeting us?"

"Damn, I can't see her wearing a famous brand."

The two looked at the classmates around them, and saw that Yan Manjia was staring at them with unfathomable eyes, pursed his mouth and talked, his eyes were even more jealous, and his tone was full of disdain.

Xiaoshen checked the time and walked towards Yan Manjia who was standing upright in the playground.

"Old Wang's speech is about to end."

"Why······

Xiaoshen still couldn't give an answer to the doubts in her heart. Why would Yan Manjia complete her attempt to reach this place in the upcoming magic show? Yan Manjia noticed the puzzlement in his eyes, but she now Before he could tell the reason, he interrupted his doubts that he wanted to know.

"I know what you want to ask."

"But now is not the time."

On the stage, after Wang Zhi finished his last words of wishing all the third-year students a bright future, he bowed deeply to the students and walked off the stage. At this time, there was gradually generous applause, and Yan Manjia even more so. He raised his hands high and applauded, and then someone pulled down the red curtain.

Inside the red curtain, Liu Jia is preparing props for magic. Liu Jia's father is a somewhat popular magician in the local area, and she herself is even more proud of having a different father, who is even more eccentric. Talking to Yan Manjia.

I once stepped on her little face and shouted that I would perform a wonderful magic trick in front of all the teachers and students before the college entrance examination, which made everyone look at me with admiration.

"The red curtain opened, and her nightmare began."

The applause disappeared after Wang Zhi stepped down, but there was still a loud applause. At this time, all the teachers and students looked at Yan Manjia who was clapping her hands high in black clothes on the playground.

But in front of her eyes was only the red curtain, the nightmare that she created for that person.

Xiaoshen blinked and looked at the girl beside him. Hearing what the girl said just now, he couldn't help being surprised.

(End of this chapter)