CHAPTER 102: CHAPTER 102: SLAPPING THE FAKE RICH GIRL 3

Because Anning was submissive and timid, the Liu Family couple were quite relieved about her.

Especially Mrs. Liu.

She believed that if she told Anning to stay in her room and not come out, she would definitely stay put and never dare to cause any trouble.

However, what the couple never dreamed was that after spending a whole day tidying up the storage room until it was presentable, in just a short while, Anning had almost returned it to its original state.

No, it wasn’t exactly back to its original state; it was even more cluttered and looked even more uninhabitable.

Besides messing up the room and putting on dirty clothes, Anning insanely inflicted many wounds on herself.

When Anning was at the Liu Family, she was actually beaten quite often.

Whether it was Mr. Liu or Mrs. Liu, whoever was aggrieved outside would come back and vent their anger on her.

She always had scars on her body, but these past few days, probably because the school was going to conduct a physical checkup, Mrs. Liu didn’t hit her much.

Even though she hadn’t been beaten these last few days, there were still some bruises on Anning’s body.

What Anning needed to do was to deepen these marks, make the old scars more obvious, and then add some new injuries.

She was truly ruthless.

Ruthless to others, and to herself as well.

Anning found a blunt object and fiercely chipped at her own arms and legs to make obvious injury marks, making them look like they had been twisted, and then she added many new injuries on her body.

These wounds were particularly frightening in appearance, but in fact, they did not cause much physical harm.

After doing all this, Anning was truly exhausted.

This body, perpetually undernourished and poorly maintained, was not in good health.

It was only by pushing herself that Anning managed to accomplish all this.

Just as she had sat down on her bed wanting to take a breather, she heard some noise outside.

It seemed to be a loud voice, followed by Mrs. Liu’s ingratiating voice.

And there was also a rather gentle woman’s voice.

Hearing that woman’s voice, Anning heaved a big sigh of relief.

She knew, the biological mother of this body had finally arrived.

Zhao Anning’s biological mother was named Song Ruyi, actually a decently pleasant person, outwardly appearing gentle and soft, but internally she was strong.

She was born into the scholarly Song Family, the only daughter, and was pampered since childhood. During her studies, she had a pure campus romance with Zhao Han, a son from the wealthy Zhao Family. Since both families were well-matched socially and the parents knew each other, they arranged the marriage right after Song Ruyi graduated, and not long after, the two got married.

After marriage, Zhao Han was always quite good to Song Ruyi, and also remained celibate.

It can be said that the family atmosphere in the Zhao Family was rather pleasant.

And now, Song Ruyi was standing at the door of Anning’s room.

She asked softly, "Does Anning live in this room?"

Mrs. Liu smiled obsequiously, "Yes, yes, she hasn’t been feeling well these past few days. She took a sick leave from school today and she should still be resting now."

"Not feeling well, is it serious?"

As soon as Song Ruyi heard that Anning was unwell, she immediately took it seriously, "If possible, I would like to take her back right away, after all, the medical conditions in the city are much better. Also, Anning’s father and brother have been looking forward to her return."

If it weren’t for Zhao Han discussing a major project these days, and Ming Rui studying for his final year in high school, these two would definitely have come to pick Anning up together. It was just that they really couldn’t find the time, so Song Ruyi had to come alone with bodyguards and a driver to Peng County to bring Anning back home.

"That’s appropriate."

Mrs. Liu smiled, "Dinner is also ready, why don’t we eat first and then leave?"

Song Ruyi actually didn’t want to stay long, but seeing the Liu Family’s enthusiasm, and thinking of Mingzhu’s birth mother, she decided to stay.

"Alright, I’ll go see Anning first and then we’ll have dinner together later."

While speaking, Song Ruyi raised her hand to knock on the door.

Upon hearing the knocking, Anning got up to open the door, but after a thought, she stopped.

Anning turned back and grabbed a knife, gritted her teeth, her eyes flashing fiercely, then she slashed her wrist.

The blood vessels on her wrist were cut, Anning threw the knife on the ground and collapsed softly, then feigned unconsciousness.

Song Ruyi kept knocking from outside but no one opened the door.

She asked Mrs. Liu, "Did Anning go out?"

Mrs. Liu quickly shook her head: "No, she has been in her room all the time, she must be asleep."

Song Ruyi recalled Mrs. Liu mentioning that Anning had been unwell these days, wondering if she was running a fever or something else, thinking the child’s illness seemed serious, she became anxious.

"Where are the keys?"

Song Ruyi reached out to Mrs. Liu.

"Keys, keys."

Mrs. Liu was also somewhat panicked.

She had a very bad premonition, nervously searched herself, then hurried back to the bedroom to find the keys.

Mrs. Liu took a long time to find the keys, Song Ruyi waited at the door, becoming more panicked and anxious.

Unable to wait any longer, she gestured to the bodyguards behind her to kick the door open.

She thought, if necessary, she would compensate the Liu Family with extra money; compared to her daughter’s health, money was trivial.

However, when the bodyguard kicked open the door and Song Ruyi saw the situation inside, her heart clenched in pain, and she started sweating profusely.

Not just Song Ruyi, even the Zhao Family’s bodyguard was stunned, and also felt deeply disturbed.

It was a small, windowless room filled randomly with various objects, some of which were garbage.

Like shoes from over a decade ago, a cabinet missing a leg, and a bald broom, none of it was clean.

The room was obviously damp due to lack of ventilation or sunlight, and had an indescribable moldy smell along with a stench hitting the nostrils.

Near the wall was a creaky single bed, an old model from twenty years ago, covered with a mattress showing blackened cotton and very thin, clearly used for many years, and the bed sheets were dirty and tattered with several patches.

And the blanket on the bed was also very thin. Additionally, there was no dressing table or desk in the room, backpacks were placed on the floor, and notebooks and books were thrown on the bed.

All this while upsetting wasn’t what pained Song Ruyi.

What she couldn’t accept was seeing her daughter, perhaps, lying in a pool of blood, blood slowly flowing from her wrist, with a bloodied knife lying beside her.

Furthermore, the girl’s clothes were significantly short and outdated, dirty, and tattered.

Such a child could pass as a beggar if taken out, even begging might invoke pity and people might willingly give her more money.

Yet, the Liu Family’s circumstances were supposed to be decent.

Mr. Liu and Mrs. Liu, although not wearing any branded clothes, were dressed neatly and the furniture in the Liu Family’s living room wasn’t too shabby either.

But...

Song Ruyi trembled as she approached Anning, reached out to check her breath, then burst into tears.

"Hurry... whoever can stop the bleeding, help her stop bleeding, call for emergency... take her to the hospital."

Seeing Anning’s face, Song Ruyi panicked completely.

She knew, this pitifully miserable, barely alive girl must be her beloved biological daughter.