Chapter 808: The Weeping Girl
Back to the Past: The Rise of the False Heiress Marrying the True Tycoon
Editor:Â EndlessFantasy Translation
Upon hearing the vulgar language, Gu Zi furrowed her brows deeply. However, considering her plan, she suppressed her disgust and stepped forward to ask, âHow can you be so sure itâs this house, just because you heard a dog barking?â
The middle-aged woman turned her head, revealing a flattering smile. Her large gold tooth next to her front teeth was exposed, a bit of green stuck to it, evoking a sense of revulsion.
âMadam, you may not know, but we are all honest and hardworking families here, except for this one. This family is poor and unwilling to live a modest life. They are always thinking of crooked ways to make money, naturally resorting to petty thefts. Especially their daughter, Zhang Yao, that little harlot, she thinks sheâs something special.â
âWe felt sorry for her, a woman alone with an elderly mother to care for and not much education. We thought of letting my son marry her, to make her life a bit easier. But she looked down on our family. I loathe her! Does this little harlot think sheâs so beautiful that she can dream all day of climbing up the social ladder, of becoming someoneâs mistress?â
Gu Zi couldnât bear to listen any longer and interrupted coldly, âYour mouth really stinks. If you continue like this, I wonât do business with you.â
Seeing Gu Ziâs anger, the middle-aged woman finally restrained herself. She thought about these ladies from official families, who were very particular and had too much free time. But she slapped herself, âOh my, Iâm such a coarse person, Iâve offended the madam. Itâs just that woman whoâs made me angry. Zhang Yao, open the door, donât hide inside, I know youâre home!â
The door was kicked again, causing a loud âbangâ noise. A few seconds later, the door opened from the inside. A young girl with a beautiful face, petite but well-proportioned, lifted her head. Seeing the people in front of her, she forcibly hid the fear in her eyes and summoned up some courage to say to the middle-aged woman, âAunt Cui, donât bully me too much. I will never marry your son. I wonât marry anyone!â
Aunt Cui had always wanted to force Zhang Yao to submit, to make her obediently marry her thrice-divorced, middle-aged son. Like the other neighbors, she had repeatedly oppressed Zhang Yao. But to her surprise, Zhang Yao remained defiant.
Now, Aunt Cui was even more determined. To get that gold bracelet, she had to frame Zhang Yao for stealing the dog. By doing this, she would gain two benefits. Only a fool wouldnât do it. Seeing how the officerâs wife loved her dog, she knew Zhang Yao was in for a tough time. If her son couldnât have Zhang Yao, then no one else could. She would rather see Zhang Yao ruined.
Aunt Cui was spinning tales again, âYou think my son is so smitten with you. The one who sought you out today is this lady of rank. Youâve stolen her beloved dog, and we canât just let it slide. I must say, just because youâre poor doesnât mean you should be short of ambition. To think youâd stoop so low as to steal a dog from Jifu New Village, making these distinguished people look down on us, the residents of the Tube Building.â
Zhang Yao was no stranger to these baseless accusations, but she still couldnât face them with a calm heart. She glanced at Aunt Cui, then at the elegant and noble lady of rank. She didnât have time to ponder why the lady seemed familiar. In an instant, a wave of grievances welled up in her heart, and she began to cry.
âYouâre being too much, Aunt Cui. What dog? Iâve never stolen a dog. How can you accuse me like this? Madam, I didnât steal your dog, I really didnât. Aunt Cui and the others see me as helpless, with my only mother always bedridden, theyâve bullied me in every way possible. But today, Iâm truly exhausted. If it comes to it, Iâll just drag my mother and die in front of you.â
The young girlâs cries were filled with sorrow and resentment, her long-held grievances hidden in her tears, which seemed to flow endlessly. Gu Zi felt a pang of sympathy. This wasnât her first encounter with this girl. She had seen Zhang Yao before when she was having tea at Grandma Gaoâs house. According to Grandma Gao, Zhang Yao was seventeen or eighteen, and after dropping out of high school, she single-handedly supported her entire family.
She lived in the Tube Building, taking care of her ailing mother while earning money by doing odd jobs in peopleâs homes. Seeing her and her mother without any support, the people around her often bullied her. Some even wanted Zhang Yao to become a cheap daughter-in-law for their families, harboring ill intentions.
The first time Grandma Gao met Zhang Yao was at a wealthy household in Jifu New Village. Zhang Yao had secretly passed a plea for help to Grandma Gao. In the note, she wrote that she was doing odd jobs for this family, and the male head of the household had taken a liking to her, forcing her to become his mistress. She hadnât been home for two days, and she would rather die than become someoneâs mistress. She had no interest in the gold and silver jewelry the man offered her; she only wanted to earn money with her own hands.
Grandma Gao pitied her but also admired her. Such a good girl should have a better fate. Grandma Gao mentioned that her own family was in need of such a diligent worker. She directly asked the female head of the household for Zhang Yao and, right under the manâs nose, took Zhang Yao away.