PFC Chapter 155 Retribution Came So Quickly
Chapter 155 Retribution Came So Quickly
Zhu Yahan finally realized that she was nothing more than a money-making tool in this family.
Zhu Shigou stood at the door, his hands behind his back, watching Zhu Yahan being beaten to the ground by Wan Qingsha with a blank expression.
His eyes remained expressionless, as if the person being beaten was not his daughter, but a stranger.
Zhu Yahan looked up and met her father's gaze.
In that instant, it felt as if her heart had been stabbed.
"Dad..." she called out weakly, her voice filled with a hint of expectation.
Zhu Shigou merely frowned, turned and left, as if he hadn't seen anything.
Zhu Yahan's heart sank completely.
As she lay on the ground, a scene from many years ago suddenly flashed before her eyes.
-
It was a gloomy afternoon.
Zhu Yahan stood at the door, coldly watching her mother being abused by her father.
The mother's cries and the father's angry curses mingled together, jarring yet familiar.
"You useless woman! What can you do besides spend money?"
"Snapped!"
A slap landed hard on his mother's face.
Zhu Yahan stood to the side, her fingers gripping the door frame tightly, but she did not step forward to stop it.
She thought she was different from her mother.
Her father always greeted her with a smile, bought her the best clothes, and sent her to the best schools.
She thought she was special in her father's heart.
-
The memory abruptly ended.
Zhu Yahan lay on the ground, tears silently streaming down her face.
She suddenly found it ridiculous.
So, karma came so quickly.
"Haha..." She chuckled softly, her laughter tinged with bitterness and self-mockery.
"How naive I was..."
She regretted it.
He regretted not helping his mother back then.
She regretted thinking that her father loved her.
She regretted mistakenly believing that she was different from her mother and Zhu Ziqing.
"Why..." she murmured, her voice trembling.
Why did God give Zhu Ziqing all the good things, but not even a little bit to me?
She was jealous of Zhu Ziqing.
He was jealous of her good life and jealous that she was loved by such an excellent man.
He was even more jealous of her, that she was able to escape the fate of being used by her father.
"Why..." Zhu Yahan clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her palms.
Why should I have to endure all of this?
But no one answered her.
All I felt was the cold air and the pain all over my body.
Zhu Shigou walked out of the room, his face still expressionless.
His eyes held only indifference, or more accurately, only money and power.
Family ties?
That was something he could do without.
He turned and left without the slightest hesitation.
It was as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with him.
Zhu Yahan lay on the ground, her vision blurred by tears.
She finally realized that she was nothing more than a dispensable tool in this family.
A tool used to exchange for benefits.
Zhu Yahan lay on the ground, watching Zhu Shigou's departing figure, her heart breaking.
Her tears fell silently, her heart filled with despair.
"Why..." she murmured, her voice trembling.
……
In the evening, Zhu Ziqing and Tan Haoyu returned from their hike up Beiling Snow Mountain.
Back in the city, the winter chill had not completely dissipated.
Zhu Ziqing rubbed her hands together, then suddenly turned to look at Tan Haoyu, her eyes sparkling with laughter, and said coquettishly:
"Haoyu, I want to eat hot pot!"
Tan Haoyu raised an eyebrow. "Now?"
"Yes, right now!" Zhu Ziqing grabbed his hand, her tone carrying a hint of coquetry.
"I'll take you to a restaurant I used to frequent; the food is amazing!"
Tan Haoyu smiled helplessly and let her pull him forward.
The hot pot restaurant is located in a somewhat remote area, but its business is booming.
Zhu Ziqing pushed open the door, and a warm, fragrant aroma wafted towards her.
"Boss lady!" she called out with a smile.
The proprietress looked up from behind the counter, saw Zhu Ziqing, and her face immediately lit up with a smile.
"Oh, Ziqing! It's been so long!"
She walked over quickly and took Zhu Ziqing's hand affectionately.
"And this is..." The proprietress's gaze fell on Tan Haoyu, a hint of curiosity flashing in her eyes.
"He's my husband," Zhu Ziqing replied with a smile, her tone natural.
Tan Haoyu paused for a moment, glanced down at her, and smiled slightly.
"Oh my, what a perfect match, a handsome man and a beautiful woman!" The proprietress beamed and warmly led them inside.
"Come on, sit here, it's a good spot!"
After sitting down, Zhu Ziqing handed the menu to Tan Haoyu.
"Look, what would you like to eat?"
Tan Haoyu glanced at the menu and said casually, "I'll take it easy."
Zhu Ziqing's smile froze instantly.
"Anything at will?" She frowned. "How can you order food so casually?"
Tan Haoyu shrugged. "I don't know much about these things, you order."
Zhu Ziqing's brows furrowed even more.
"You're always like this; you're so irresponsible when it comes to ordering food!"
"If you keep doing this, I'll never take you out for hot pot again!"
Tan Haoyu shook his head helplessly, "I really don't know what to order."
Zhu Ziqing glared angrily, feeling a wave of disappointment.
"How can you be so unromantic..."
Tan Haoyu felt a little guilty seeing her angry expression.
He wasn't good at these things, but he was willing to change for her.
"Okay, I'll give it a try." He picked up the menu and began to look at it carefully.
Zhu Ziqing was stunned for a moment, and her anger immediately subsided by half.
She glanced at him secretly, a slight smile playing on her lips.
"Then... I want fatty beef, tripe, and shrimp paste..." she said, marking up the menu.
Looking at her earnest expression, Tan Haoyu felt a surge of warmth in his heart.
He realized that although he was not good at expressing himself, Zhu Ziqing had always been tolerant of him.
"Ziqing," he suddenly said.
"Hmm?" Zhu Ziqing looked up, her eyes filled with doubt.
"Thank you." Tan Haoyu's voice was low, yet carried a hint of tenderness.
Zhu Ziqing was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
"Don't mention it, hurry up and order!"
Looking at her bright smile, Tan Haoyu said with a smile, "It's better if you order the dishes, I'm fine with anything."
Zhu Ziqing held the menu and carefully checked off the dishes.
She glanced up at Tan Haoyu, silently wondering about his tastes.
"I'll have a hot pot with two broths, one half clear and the other half spicy," she muttered to herself.
"Make sure to serve more vegetables, he doesn't really like meat."
After ordering, she handed the menu to the waiter.
The waiter took the menu, but his gaze couldn't help but linger on Tan Haoyu for a few more seconds.
Zhu Ziqing frowned, a sense of vigilance suddenly rising in her heart.
"What are you looking at?" she muttered under her breath, her tone tinged with displeasure.
Tan Haoyu noticed her mood and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing," Zhu Ziqing said, pursing her lips, but feeling somewhat uneasy.
She had to admit that Tan Haoyu was indeed very attractive.
But this attraction made her somewhat worried—
She worried that one day he would leave her.