Chapter 492 - 492: Another Accident
Rich Daughter Reincarnates as Her Eighteen-Year-Old Self to Rescue Her Younger Brothers!
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
âI just called Yueyue, she didnât answer. I was worried about both of you, so I came to check. Itâs great that youâre okay.â Ma Ying breathed a sigh of relief over the phone.
Wen Miao glanced at Wen Longâs gloomy expression, casually said a few words, and hung up the phone. She held her brotherâs hand and started acting coquettishly. âBrother, letâs not report this to the police. I believe Shuâer will take care of the Shen family for me in the end!â
Wen Long couldnât resist his sisterâs plea, sighed, and said, âIs Yueyue also involved in this matter? Letâs go check on her.â
This time, Wen Miao didnât refuse.
She was also concerned about what Ma Ying mentioned about Zhang Yue not answering the phone.
However, Zhang Yue usually didnât like to check her phone, so maybe she was just busy with homework this time?
At this moment, Wen Miao obviously hadnât realized the severity of the situation.
Together with Wen Long, they arrived at Zhangâs house, and inside, they heard Zhangâs mother crying heartbreakingly.
âIt sounds like Auntie and Uncle are quarreling again. Should we not go in?â Wen Miao timidly suggested to her brother.
Wen Long thought of Zhang Yueâs family situation, frowned imperceptibly, and said, âLetâs listen for a while and make sure Zhang Yue is really okay before leaving.â
âThatâs fine.â Helpless, Wen Miao could only drag her brother to a corner to eavesdrop. Her heart pounded loudly; it was her first time engaging in such eavesdropping behavior.
She felt like she was peeping into someone elseâs life, which seemed somewhat unethical.
Feeling uneasy and wanting to leave immediately, when suddenly, besides the sound of crying, another personâs speaking voice was heard inside the room.
âCrying, crying, all you know is to cry!â Zhang Tan, feeling annoyed, wished he could slap his wifeâs face. But thinking about their daughter still trembling in her motherâs arms, he managed to hold back his anger and said, âLetâs just forget about this matter! You must not talk about it, or else our daughterâs future will be ruined!â
âIs it related to Yueyue?â Wen Miao, upon hearing this from outside, immediately felt alarmed.
Wen Long also sensed something suspicious, covered her mouth, and whispered, âDonât make a sound, letâs listen a bit more.â
âOkay.â Wen Miao obediently nodded this time.
Inside, Zhang Yueâs mother, Cao Hui, spoke with a choked voice, âWe canât just let it go! Our daughter is in such big trouble now, and you, as her father, are actually starting to act like a turtle! Have you ever seen a father like you?â
âSheâs a girl! If this matter spreads, how will she get married in the future? Who would want her?â Zhang Tan angrily kicked over a chair, coldly said, âI said not to report to the police, and 1 warn you, 1 canât afford to lose face like this!â
âYour daughter was bullied, and now youâre concerned about losing face?! But when you were drinking every day, neglecting her, why didnât you find it embarrassing?â Cao Hui couldnât help complaining, âIf it werenât for your insistence on drinking late at night and even sending her to buy it, would our daughter have encountered such a thing?â
âYou can blame me for this? Hey, whatâs wrong with me drinking? Did I ask those hooligans to bully Yueyue?â Zhang Tan retorted unwillingly, âI think itâs her own fault! Going out at night knowing itâs unsafe, wearing so little, not behaving like a student!â
âOur daughter is bullied, and you blame her for not wearing enough clothes?â Cao Hui couldnât stand him anymore. After enduring him for half her life, she finally couldnât help but scold him, âSince you think our daughter has embarrassed you, then letâs get a divorce! Iâll take our daughter to the police myself. Whether we live or die in the future, you donât need to worry about it!â
âOh, youâve really become capable!â Zhang Tan was about to lay hands on Cao Hui.
âBrother! Letâs go in!â Outside the window, Wen Miao and Wen Long had already heard the ins and outs of the situation clearly.
Now, both of them looked solemn.
âLetâs go.â Wen Long pulled his sister behind him. In the moment of a womanâs scream inside, he kicked the door open. âStop!â
âMiaomiao, Long Ge?â On the sofa, Zhang Yue was wrapped in a blanket, looking over with red eyes.
Cao Hui still maintained a turned head posture, her cheeks swollen and red, obviously having taken a beating from Zhang Tan just now.
Wen Longâs eyes were red. He quickly stood in front of Cao Hui and said to Zhang Tan, âUncle Zhang, letâs talk calmly. Donât resort to violence.â
âWhy are you here? How dare you kick the door open? Did you hear what we said just now?â Zhang Tan pointed at Wen Longâs nose, angrily asked.
Wen Longâs gaze lightly swept towards Zhang Yue on the sofa, nodded slightly, and said, âWe heard everything.â
It might be his imagination, but when he finished speaking, he vaguely saw Zhang Yue on the sofa shivering uncontrollably.
Wen Miao quickly ran to Zhang Yueâs side, firmly embracing her, âYueyue, donât be afraid. Tell me, what happened?â
Zhang Yueâs eyelashes trembled lightly, her face still covered with tear stains.
Under her fatherâs stern gaze, she shook her head gently. âIâm fine, you can go-â