Bang!

Wang Xiangshun left.

With the sound of the door being slammed shut, there was a sudden silence in the room.

The debris everywhere had not yet been cleaned up, and the smashed furniture lay on its ground, like an ugly corpse.

Pang Yan stood stiffly in this mess, like a general standing on the ruins of the battlefield.

thought that he could be invincible in the battlefield, but it turned out to be a complete defeat and the whole army was annihilated.

She can forcibly endure the fact that Qiandu was drugged and made a fool of herself, because at that time she felt that things had a chance to turn around, and she felt that as long as she was willing to make the effort to explain, Wang Xiangshun would definitely still be her own meal.

But now, with the emergence of nude photos and singing bar comment turmoil, things have completely entered a desperate situation.

Wang Xiangshun is no longer likely to be used by himself, and the last ray of hope has completely vanished.

Not only that, but there will be a series of bad reactions in the future.

Wang Xiangshun will become his own roadblock, and in the future, everything related to land resources will become difficult because of his obstruction, and all the efforts he has made in this regard have become useless.

Moreover, if Wang Xiangshun is in a bad mood or has a bad tone, the nude photos will spread, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

And what's worse, if Wang Xiangshun meets Du Ziwei and recognizes his identity as a policeman, then he will lose Du Ziwei's hard-won chess piece again.

Just thinking about it, it feels creepy.

This operation against Wang Xiangshun was a real failure.

The real faceless, the embarrassed, the complete defeat!

No matter how rational she is, no matter how restrained, no matter how calm she is, she can't continue to maintain it at this moment.

She has always been so conceited about her own wisdom, how could she have suffered such a great shame?

She could barely keep calm when Wang Xiangshun was there just now, but now that he is gone, she finally doesn't need to forcibly suppress her patience anymore.

Pang Yan stood stiffly facing the direction of the door, like a statue under the lamp.

She didn't speak for a long time.

Qing Jue stood behind her, looking at her sister worriedly, but she didn't say anything to comfort her.

She has known Pang Yan for so long, and she has never seen Pang Yan really admit defeat and relent, and she needs to be comforted by others.

She knew she just needed a moment to sort things out.

Finally, she found that Pang Yan's body was trembling slightly.

Then, the trembling became more and more intense, as violent as an electric shock.

"Sister......" Qingjue finally couldn't help but speak with concern.

Pang Yan waved her hand to stop her and slowly turned around.

Qing Jue was surprised to find that Pang Yan's face was as white as a piece of paper.

And it's a crumpled, wrinkled, distorted white piece of paper.

The intense anger made Pang Yan's beautiful facial features completely deformed and distorted.

She bit her lip, biting so hard that it was even faintly oozing blood.

"Let Du Ziwei come over, right away." She said it almost word for word.

Her voice was already visibly trembling.

"Good!" Qingjue agreed worriedly, and immediately took out his mobile phone.

And Pang Yan walked straight upstairs.

She was stiff, but she walked quickly, like a moving zombie.

She went to the second floor.

She rushed into the bathroom.

Unscrew the faucet and pour water into the tub.

Cold water.

She plunged headlong into the tub.

The biting temperature soaked through the thin pajamas and quickly spread through every nerve throughout the body.

She gritted her teeth, held her breath and tried to keep her body close to the bottom of the tub, allowing herself to soak herself in the water and close her eyes.

Then, the humiliation and anger magically subsided, and the brain, which had been boiling hot porridge, became clear and calm again.

At this moment, a lot of scattered shots quickly appeared in her mind.

Remote villages, dilapidated tiled houses, gray sideburns and rickety waists of parents.

In the dead of night, I couldn't sleep in bed, heard the long sighs from my parents next door, and was at a loss for my tuition for tomorrow.

During the Spring Festival, when other people's families were happy to do New Year's goods and release firecrackers, the house was full of people who came to collect debts.

She can only hide with her parents, and she can't go back to home.

In the bitterly cold wind at night, the family hid in a simple mud hut in the orchard, shivering around a bonfire.

Mom became ill and always coughed up blood, she ate steamed buns and pickles at school for a month, saved money and braved the snowstorm to go to the clinic to grab medicine for her mother, but the clinic was closed and closed, she stood in the wind and snow and smashed the door desperately, smashed for more than half an hour, and the old doctor wearing reading glasses opened the door with an unhappy face.

As a result, when she checked out, she was still short of sixteen yuan.

Sixteen bucks only!

The old thing was stunned that he didn't give medicine, saying that he couldn't lose a penny.

She pleaded with him, her voice broken. He turned a deaf ear.

She knelt down and kowtowed to him, saying that it was a life-saving medicine for his mother, and hoped that he would raise his noble hand. He was indifferent.

She said that she would give him an IOU, and that she would pay him back later, and it didn't matter if she even increased the interest tenfold. He was still dismissive.

Finally the old thing had an idea, and stared at her newly developed body with squinting eyes.

"Let me pinch it and I'll let you take the medicine." That's what he said at the time.

Faced with a little girl who was only a teenager and destitute, and used the money she saved to buy medicine to save her mother's life, the angel in white who wore a white coat and reading glasses and looked decent, a doctor who was under the banner of saving lives and helping the wounded, this is what he said!

She finally got her hands on the medicine that day.

She cried and ran through the empty blizzard.

Fall, get up, keep running, fall again, get up again.

She could no longer tell whether it was sweat, snow, or tears rolling down her face.

When her mother finally drank the medicine she had exchanged for dignity and fell asleep, she stood alone in front of the window, looking at the silver-white world outside the window, and suddenly felt ridiculous and ridiculous.

The world looks so clean and clear, but in fact it is disgustingly filthy and filthy.

She clutched her chest, which still had the pain she had been pinched by the old pervert.

At that moment she swore that she would always remember that day.

The events of that day were Pang Yan's absolute secret, and she never let the second person know.

Only she knows that when she came to the city, worked in a dumpling shop, and planned to blackmail Li Huaxin, the matter of the old doctor was the biggest catalyst for her final decision.

Then, she successfully dug up Li Huaxin's business, earned the first pot of gold from the dumpling shop, and then went to Shi Wei to accept the garment factory, her every step was very difficult, but it was very fulfilling, and she did not hesitate, because after the old doctor's incident, she was no longer the simple, pitiful little girl who only knew that she relied on tears, knelt down, and begged others to solve the problem.

There are more efficient, faster, and easier ways to solve problems, so why not?

Selling your dignity and body and being ridiculed?

It doesn't matter, she doesn't care.

When she was still a minor, when the old doctor stretched out his dirty hands like withered branches to her body, she no longer cared, she had already seen through this society and the rules of the game in this world.

She quickly saved up a lot of money, she bought a spacious house in the most expensive part of the city, took her parents to live in, and hired the best doctors to treat her mother.

She didn't forget to go back to the clinic and greet the old doctor.

She felt that she should thank him for changing her and ultimately making his life happen.

When she went, the old doctor's clinic had long since closed, he was very old, his old teeth had fallen out, his brain was dull, his speech was slurred, and he couldn't move in a wheelchair.

Maybe he did too many bad things and was retributed, his two children were killed in the same car accident, and his wife was also dead for a long time.

So when she found him, he was already a cripple, barely surviving with the help of well-wishers in the village.

Pang Yan decided to help the poor old doctor as a reward for his achievements in life.

She did not come forward directly, but asked others to donate a considerable amount of money to the village chief of that village as a philanthropist, and asked the village chief to help him take care of the elderly.

A year later, the old doctor took his own life under the careful care of the village chief.

When he died, he was scrawny, and he had been asleep for a long time on an old-fashioned old door panel, on which only a thin sheet was laid, and the iron nails and lock nose on the door panel had been on his back for so many years that when he died, there were three deep wounds on his back, and the stench was pungent, and when the body was moved, white maggots were ready to move from the wounds, and swarms of green-headed flies came howling......

In Pang Yan's safe, there is still a group of photos, which are about the "benefactor doctor" who changed and achieved her life, and there is a scene in the photo where the village chief took care of him, I have to say that the village chief is really trustworthy and conscientious, in addition to the care plans that Pang Yan advised, he is also good at inventing many interesting care methods, such as putting ants into his collar to help him tickle, putting urine into a drink bottle for him to drink, and so on.

Poverty is the cause, revenge is the result, and metamorphosis is the way.

A person's life is a process of continuous transformation and climbing.

The higher you climb, the better the scenery is, and the lower your position, the more crushed and ridiculed you will receive.

So the only way to avoid being oppressed is to fight back and climb on top of these people's heads.

The process of metamorphosis and climbing is painful and comes at a cost, but it doesn't matter, as long as the results are good enough.

……

Pang Yan at the bottom of the bathtub sat up.

Droplets of water swayed around as he got up, and his short hair fell down, covering his face.

She snapped her eyes open.

The previous humiliation and anger were completely gone, and her eyes regained their usual calm and profundity.

She stepped out of the bathtub and quickly dried herself, changed her clothes, and dried her hair.

When she fastened the last button of her clothes, she even smiled at herself in the mirror.

She walked out of the bathroom refreshed, Du Ziwei and Qingjue were already waiting for her.

"Wang Xiangshun, he must disappear within two days."

She said.