342: C342 Write down the Person Who Bullied You

C342 Write down the Person Who Bullied You

Little Turkey walked Yang Xuan to the entrance of the village in the city.

She was well-dressed, dressed in a clean and beautiful dress, in stark contrast to the dilapidated buildings behind her.

Yang Xuan opened the car door and was just about to get on, but after thinking about it, he turned his head and sighed to the Little Turkey, "Get on, find a place to sit for a while."

The two of them arrived at a small pub.

"Can you drink?"

Yang Xuan asked.

The Little Turkey laughed, "Of course I have to know how to drink."

Yang Xuan didn't know why, but when he heard this, he felt sad.

They ordered a dozen beers.

"Tell me about it. I want to hear your story."

Yang Xuan poured a glass of beer for the Little Turkey.

The Little Turkey laughed, "After you finish telling my story, you have to promise me."

"Promise you what?"

"Protect me from being bullied by others!"

"Mm …" Say it. "

The Little Turkey told her story.

Her childhood didn't have the suffering of a dog's blood story. On the contrary, she had a particularly happy family. Her parents had a stable job and regarded her as the apple of their eyes.

It could be said that her childhood was colored, and every day she lived like a princess in a fairy tale.

However, all of this had been in the past when she was twelve years old.

One day, a group of people in uniform suddenly broke into her house and cuffed her father.

Later on, she found out how her family's superior conditions came about.

Because of the huge amount of money involved and its social impact, her father was shot six months later.

On the same day, her depressed mother jumped down from a building.

The uncles and aunties who had once held her father in their arms and surrounded him instantly changed their expressions.

He saw her as a god of plague, so he stayed away from her.

After her parents met with an accident, her grandfather, who was also the only family she had, suddenly fell ill.

She needed an expensive treatment fee. She went door to door, begging the relatives and uncles and aunts who used to hold her father.

However, what he received was either coldness or curses.

An "kind-hearted" uncle who had relied on his father had now achieved something. He nodded and agreed to help her.

However, the condition was that she had to stay at her uncle's house that night. To be more accurate, she had to stay in his bedroom.

She would never forget that night. No matter how she struggled, screamed, or begged for mercy, it was all to no avail.

The next day, the uncle kicked her out the door and threw her five bills.

She was walking alone on the street, her clothes in a mess, her face stained with blood. No one had come to help her.

Someone recognized her, spat on her, threw stones, said she was some kind of evil seed, the upper beam was crooked.

That was the day she learned to be strong, because her grandfather was still in the hospital.

She used her remaining dignity and value in exchange for a portion of the money to let her grandfather keep his life.

However, it left behind the side effects. Grandpa was blind and his muscles were shriveled, so he could only stay in bed for a long time.

She started to go out to work and earn money, barely maintaining their lives. She moved to the dirtiest and cheapest village in the city.

She didn't want to go on like this for the rest of her life. She knew very well that she couldn't give up her studies.

Working part-time could not support both her studies and her grandfather's living expenses, as well as the cost of treatment.

She could only rely on her own face and that body that had completely given up on her dignity and soul.

"Sorry, I misunderstood you."

After Yang Xuan heard this, he picked up a glass of beer and gulped it down, while feeling mixed emotions.

At the same time, she could understand that Little Turkey, a weak girl, had encountered such an unforeseen event and this world had not given her a second choice.

The so-called moral bottom line was worthless in the face of life.

"This card has two million."

Yang Xuan took out a bank card and placed it on the table. "Go and treat your grandpa. In the future, don't worry and study. If not, tell me."

"I don't want your money."

The Little Turkey unexpectedly pushed the bank card back.

Yang Xuan sighed, "Then what do you want me to do?"

"I already said that I want you to protect me!"

A hint of distress flashed through the Little Turkey's eyes, "Actually, I'm not the same material person. I've already saved up some money, enough to complete my studies, and Grandfather's treatment fees for the past two years."

"I just hope that you can protect me so that I can study in peace and not be bullied again."

When Yang Xuan heard this, he felt that something wasn't right and asked, "Is there something else?"

The Little Turkey's face was filled with unspeakable sorrow, "Actually, if it was only for money, I would have accumulated enough two years ago."

"At that time, I was very naive. Now that I have this money, I can completely change the situation and live a peaceful life with my grandfather."

"However, later on, I discovered that fate did not plan to let me go that easily. Many people knew of my ancestry, and they still used all sorts of methods to bully me and take over me."

"I don't have any other choice. I can only choose to obey and compromise again and again. Everyone thinks that I'm on good terms with the Dean of Education for the sake of benefits."

"Actually, I hate him, but I have no other choice. If I don't obey him, he'll make things difficult for me, even find an excuse to fire me, and even threaten to expose me."

"I have already lived enough life like this. I just want to live a peaceful life, but why are there so many people bullying me!"

The tears of the Little Turkey rolled in its eyes.1

Yang Xuan sighed, "I only own a rental store. What makes you think I can protect you?"

The Little Turkey wiped her tears with a tissue and raised her head. "I was outside the door the other day. I heard your conversation with the head instructor."

"I am very clear that the Dean of Education has an extraordinary background. However, you were able to force him to submit so easily. This shows that you are definitely not just a rental agent."

"But, what is your true identity? I won't guess, and I won't ask either. I always feel that you are different from others. Rather than being bullied by so many people, I might as well … "I might as well …"

"It would be better to be bullied by me alone. At the very least, I don't look that annoying."

Yang Xuan helped Little Turkey say what she did not want to say.

"Make a list for me and write down the names and addresses of those people who bullied you."

Yang Xuan got the waiter to find a pen and paper. He smiled and said, "You are a meticulous girl. With your brain, you should have collected all the information a long time ago."

Although they did not interact for a long time, Yang Xuan could tell that the Little Turkey was not a simple person.

But this was not ordinary, yet it was filled with heartache. It was this cruel society that caused this weak little girl to have no choice but to be smart.

Little Turkey skillfully wrote a whole page, bit her lips and said, "These are all people that bullied me before, or were bullying me right now!"

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