nucmednet Chapter 197 The 7-year-old woman was at the perfect age to venture out (5)
Chapter 197 The 7-year-old woman was at the perfect age to venture out (5)
Cang Lan snorted coldly, turned to look at Zhou Qiming, and asked, "Where's the car I asked you to prepare?"
Zhou Qiming then came to his senses and quickly said, "Mom, the car is ready, let's go now."
After saying that, he walked to Qi Sheng's side, picked him up, and followed Cang Lan downstairs.
Seeing that Zhou Qiming didn't intend to pay attention to her, Zhou Manyun immediately turned her gaze to Shen Yue. However, Shen Yue only gave her a deep look, said nothing, and quickly followed Zhou Qiming's steps.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, Zhou Manyun had no choice but to follow.
As soon as Cang Lan reached the door, eight tall, stern-faced bodyguards stood neatly on both sides, shouting in unison, "Chairman!" Their voices were loud and powerful, demonstrating their well-trained professionalism.
Cang Lan nodded slightly and got into the car first with an imposing aura. Eight well-trained bodyguards followed closely behind, four in front and four behind, protecting Cang Lan firmly in the middle.
At this moment, Zhou Qiming carried Qi Sheng out and was about to walk towards the car next to him when Cang Lan slowly rolled down the car window and said to Zhou Qiming with a cold look in her eyes, "Throw him into the trunk."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Qiming was jolted awake and instantly realized that the relationship between his mother and father had completely broken down, and his father was probably finished this time.
At this moment, Qi Sheng, who was on Zhou Qiming's back, slowly woke up. He spoke weakly, his voice full of pleading: "Qiming, please, for the sake of me being your father, how am I supposed to get through this journey if I'm left in the trunk?"
Zhou Qiming pursed his lips. Although he felt a little reluctant, he knew his mother's temperament well, and over the years he had become accustomed to pleasing his mother to gain benefits. In comparison, Qi Sheng's importance in his heart had long been insignificant.
So, hardening his heart, he said, "Dad, the trunk is spacious enough for you to lie down comfortably."
Having said that, ignoring Qi Sheng's desperate and pleading eyes, she slammed the trunk shut, then turned and got into the car, sitting in the back seat with Shen Yue. Seeing this, Zhou Manyun quickly and obediently sat in the passenger seat.
The vehicle slowly started and sped towards Qingyan Village on the outskirts of City A.
Soon, an hour and a half later, the convoy arrived at the entrance of Qingyan Village.
The village entrance was originally the old women's "information exchange center," but when two luxury cars suddenly appeared, the village women at the entrance seemed to have discovered a new continent and all gathered around.
"Wow, no wonder they're rich, that car is really impressive!"
"This is truly eye-opening! That old woman alone has eight bodyguards around her. She must be really rich!" Various words of envy and jealousy arose one after another, and a sour tone filled the air.
As Cang Lan got out of the car, eight bodyguards quickly stood on either side of her, forming a solid human wall that exuded an awe-inspiring aura.
Zhou Qiming, Shen Yue, and Zhou Manyun also got out of the car one after another. Zhou Qiming's bodyguards hurriedly got out of the car, opened the back door, and pulled out Qi Sheng, who was dizzy from the bumpy ride.
Cang Lan glanced at the chattering crowd around him, a hint of impatience in his eyes, and said loudly, "Can anyone tell me where Bai Zhilan lives? This thousand yuan is his." As soon as he said this, the crowd instantly erupted in excitement.
"Young lady, I know, I can lead the way!" Several middle-aged women immediately pushed forward with smiles on their faces, but were stopped by the bodyguards.
Just then, a clever girl emerged from the crowd, her eyes sparkling, and said, "Grandma, I can lead the way. Grandma Bai's house is right next door to mine."
Cang Lan glanced at the noisy old women, feeling annoyed, and ignored them, saying to the girl, "Alright, you lead the way."
Upon hearing this, the girl's face lit up with a bright smile, and she skipped and hopped ahead to lead the way, with Canglan and his group following closely behind.
And those wives who love a good gossip wouldn't miss the chance to hear it. "They went to see that old woman Bai Zhilan, could it be that they've struck it rich!"
"Get lost, get lost! What kind of fortune are you talking about? Look at this, it's clearly a revenge plot!"
Upon hearing this, the crowd followed in a grand procession, creating a rather impressive sight.
Then, the group followed the girl to Bai Zhilan's house. Cang Lan readily handed over a thousand yuan to the girl, who happily ran home.
Just as the group was about to step into the courtyard, they heard a burst of angry shouts coming from inside: "Wang Zhaodi, you wretched girl, I told you to wash the clothes, and look at what you've done! The clothes you washed are all stained! I told you to wash clothes and you dare to slack off! I'm going to beat you to death today!"
The middle-aged woman's voice was sharp and shrewish, like a razor blade slicing through the air.
Immediately afterwards, a timid voice came from inside: "Ah, Grandma, I was wrong. I was just too tired. My hands hurt so much. I want to rest for a while."
The middle-aged woman persisted, saying, "What's so tiring about it? You dare talk back when I ask you to do laundry!"
Just then, Cang Lan's face darkened, and she kicked the door open with a loud bang. Her eyes were icy as she shouted at the bodyguards, "Grab her!"
The bodyguards were well-trained and acted swiftly. Seeing the situation was dire, the middle-aged woman scattered in the courtyard, shouting, "Husband, come out quickly! Someone's trying to take your wife!" However, she was no match for the bodyguards and was quickly apprehended.
Cang Lan glanced at her coldly and said emotionlessly, "Cripple her hand."
Upon hearing this, the bodyguard acted without hesitation. With a "crack," the middle-aged woman immediately let out a shrill scream.
"My hand, my hand!"
Wang Zhaodi was terrified by this sudden turn of events. She looked at everyone timidly, muttering, "Don't hit me, don't hit me," before quickly hiding under the table, curling up into a ball, her eyes filled with fear.
Seeing this, Canglan slowly walked over, her expression instantly softening. She gently squatted down, patted her head, and said in a gentle tone, "Grandma won't hit you, you are Grandma's own granddaughter."
Wang Zhaodi stared wide-eyed at Cang Lan, utterly bewildered. "You're my grandmother? But I don't know you..."
Cang Lan took her hand and said with a firm yet loving look in her eyes, "You are my granddaughter, Zhou Hanyi's granddaughter." After saying that, her eyes suddenly turned sharp, and she turned to the bodyguard, signaling, "Bring that imposter here."
Shen Yue and Zhou Qiming, who were standing to the side, were both staring intently at Wang Zhaodi, who was next to Cang Lan.
She was thin and frail, as if a gust of wind could blow her over. She wore tattered clothes, her hair was dry and yellow like straw, and her face was dark and thin. Only her eyes were clear and bright, and they were exactly the same as Zhou Hanyi's.
Shen Yue and Zhou Qiming were certain at first glance that this was their biological daughter.