Chapter 448 - A Girl’s Story
President Wife is Pretty and Cool
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Xu Yanshan didnât know what she was saying, but sheâs getting out no matter what.
âIâm sorry! Iâm sorry, itâs my fault. Let me go, I promise I wonât go against you. In fact, Old Mrs. Lan instructed me to do all of this, I didnât do it voluntarily!â
âXu Yanshan! What are you saying?â
Zhao Xiumei was shocked. Why was she to blame?
âMom, Iâm sorry, I want to leave this place. I canât protect you anymore!â Xu Yanshan cried.
âWhat a show! But Grandma, are you able to take the blame when youâre this old?â Lan Anran smiled and said.
âLan Anran! Donât be so complacent, I wonât forgive you even if I die and become a ghost!â Zhao Xiumei furiously cursed.
Lan Anran didnât care, the heavens wouldnât forgive her!
âIs that so? Well I have a pretty good idea. I can let you go, but only one of you can come out. You can discuss who will be the scapegoat!â Lan Anran hung up.
The two of them looked at each other and Xu Yanshan spoke.
âMom, Iâm still young and have a bright future. I donât want to go to jail. Tingyi is already in jail and I donât feel at ease leaving Yaxin alone. She canât have parents that are both in jail!â Xu Yanshan knelt down.
Zhao Xiumei looked at Xu Yanshan with tears in her eyes.
She was old and would probably die of old age in prison. She couldnât go to jail either!
âYanshan, let me out. Iâll save you when Iâm out. Tingyun is my son after all. As long as I cause a scene, he will definitely agree.â
Zhao Xiumei spoke with tears in her eyes.
Xu Yanshan shook her head. She didnât believe Old Mrs. Lanâs idea and it was useless to create trouble now. Besides, Tingyun was here before and seemed determined. She wouldnât be able to convince him.
The two of them were in a deadlock.
Mo Jinrong and Lan Anran leaned against each other, watching the two of them act.
âAnran, are you really willing to let her go to jail? Sheâs your grandma.â
Mo Jinrong couldnât understand why Lan Anran seemed to have a blood feud with her biological grandmother.
âLet me tell you a story. A girl was sent to the countryside when she was young. She ate leftovers from others and wore old clothes. She could only have a good meal during the new year. Back then, she hated her parents until she grew up.
Suddenly, one day, her father came to her and said that he wanted her to get involved in a marriage. She didnât know that it was someone her cousin didnât want and it was humiliating for her. She couldnât resist and wanted revenge. This was the only thought in her heart for all those years.â
Lan Anran spoke tirelessly, her eyes occasionally glistening with tears.
âShe used all her strength and racked her brains to hate everyone. She took revenge on those who bullied her. She hated her parents and her husband. Even if that person used all his life to love her, he didnât get any good out of it.
At this time, her parents treated her a little better. She felt a little warm, but was instigated by her malicious uncle and grandma. Back then, she thought that the person who treated her the best was her cousin, but she was wrong. She believed her cousinâs words and watched as her uncleâs family killed her parents and her husband.
Her husband died in front of her eyes and she will always remember the pain. In the end, she understood that her cousin lied to her and she was forced off a cliff by her cousin, ending her humiliating life.â
Lan Anran cried silently, which confused Mo Jinrong even more.
The first half of the story was very moving. He seemed to have seen his own shadow, but he couldnât understand the second half.
He was puzzled by the latter part of the story. This didnât seem to have happened in real life.
âIs the story about you?â he asked in disbelief.
Lan Anran wiped her tears and smiled without a word.
If she said anything, others would think she was lying and putting on a front. She didnât know if he believed her words.
She turned her head and looked at the two people in the small detention center. They were still discussing and when it seemed like they were going to start a fightâ¦
âWhat are you doing? Are you done? Itâs so noisy!â
The fat woman was furious. She had been listening to their bickering ever since she was here.
âYanshan, Iâm old, I canât hold on for more than a few years. Why donât you let me retire outside?â
Zhao Xiumei spoke gently again.
âMom, you have free food and lodging here. What are you afraid of? Iâm still young and Yaxin still needs her mother!â Xu Yanshan said furiously.
Old Mrs. Lan didnât have many years left, so it was a waste for her to escape jail.
Lan Anran patted herself and yawned.
âHave you discussed it? Whoâs coming out?â Lan Anran asked.
âIâm coming out!â
âIâm coming out!â
The two of them were pushing and shoving each other!
The police shouted, âWhat are you fighting about? Itâs only been half a day!â
The two of them fell silent.
Lan Anran didnât speak, looking at the two of them quietly.
âAnran, I know that Iâve let you down, but I know my mistakes, can you forgive me?â Zhao Xiumei spoke softly.
âForgive? What right do you have to talk about forgiveness? Prepare to retire in prison!â Lan Anran hung up angrily.
âAnran! Lan Anran!â
Zhao Xiumei couldnât accept it. She watched the two of them leave and felt uncomfortable.
âItâs your fault! We would have made it out otherwise!â Xu Yanshan grumbled.
âYanshan, whatâs wrong with you today? You donât usually behave like this.â Zhao Xiumei was furious with Xu Yanshanâs performance today.
âMom, to be honest, you should take the blame. Iâm still young, but youâre already very old. This prison is equivalent to a nursing home. I will find a good lawyer to save you once Iâm out,â Xu Yanshan said.
âWhat nonsense is that?â
Zhao Xiumei was furious.
âOld Mrs. Lan, I think sheâs right. How old are you? I heard that there is food and drinks in prison. Isnât it better than a nursing home?â
The fat woman smiled.
Zhao Xiumei fell silent. She didnât want to go to jail, but she had to endure it for the sake of her children.
âMom, Iâll get the warden to send the letter out. Itâs settled, Iâm going out.â
Xu Yanshan was overjoyed.
Zhao Xiumei didnât speak, she lowered her head and cried.