Exile after Divorce? Empty the Scumbag Husband First!-Chapter 119 - 117: Aunt! Was My Acting Good Just Now?

Chapter 119: Chapter 117: Aunt! Was My Acting Good Just Now?

"Stop bothering Father now, hurry and reincarnate! Once Father recovers, he’ll burn incense for you every day."

"Father, did you sell all those children I played with?"

"Sold, sold, all sold! But Father never inquired about the buyers when he sold them. Only you were different; you were specially chosen by Father for a good family."

However, after saying this, Zheng Zhao heard no more voices.

He was slightly taken aback and cautiously lifted his head, only to find that the child in front of him had disappeared and was replaced by Xue Yuanzhao and Ruan Mian, with several exiled criminals following behind.

Ruan Mian struck the flint, and in the dim light, Vice Minister Dong carried Rui down.

"Aunt! How did I do just now?"

Ruan Mian nodded in satisfaction. Meanwhile, Mr. Xue had angrily stepped in front of Zheng Zhao, incredulous.

"It was you! So many children were sold by you back then?!!"

Behind Mr. Xue stood others who had lost their children back then, forming a dense crowd that completely blocked Zheng Zhao’s basement.

He widened his eyes, his face full of rage as he looked at Ruan Mian, as if he wanted to tear her apart: "It was you? You were playing tricks on me??"

As it turned out, this was all just a scheme by Ruan Mian.

After Zhu Qin’er told her about the past events, she found Rui to play the role of the ghost seeking vengeance, and Xue Yuanzhao gathered the parents who lost their children back then to personally hear Zheng Zhao’s confession.

In this way, without Ruan Mian needing to say much, everything about that year became clear.

The people couldn’t help but grab whatever they could find and started hitting him.

"Damn you!! You were the one who sold my child! You!"

"Give me back my child!"

"I’m going to kill you today!"

...

As the angry voices rose, he cried out in pain.

But despite this, the children would not return.

Seeing Zheng Zhao beaten to a pulp, Zhu Qin’er slowly emerged from the crowd.

Her eyes trembled, biting her lower lip firmly, her eyes filled with crimson.

Ruan Mian handed her a dagger, and the two of them shared an unspoken understanding at that moment.

Zhu Qin’er, with trembling hands, gripped the knife’s hilt tightly, and step by step walked up to Zheng Zhao, grabbed his hand, and fiercely plunged the dagger down!

Instantly, the palm was pierced through, and blood flowed down the tip of the knife, causing Zheng Zhao to cry out in agony: "Help... help me..."

Zhu Qin’er pulled out the dagger and stabbed it into his other hand.

The doubled pain was unbearable for Zheng Zhao! The huge cries pierced through the sky, waking even those who were unaware from their sleep.

Ruan Mian, annoyed by the noise, pinched his jaw, forcing his mouth open, and poured a whole bag of powder into his mouth.

Before long, Zheng Zhao felt a strong burning sensation, as if something had fiercely pierced his throat, burning or as if pierced by swords.

He rolled on the ground in pain, his voice slowly turning hoarse until he could no longer say anything and became mute.

...

An outrageous night left many people sleepless.

Thinking of the children who were sold, Xue Yuanzhao felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Early the next morning, he found Ruan Mian, deeply grateful: "Miss Ruan, I and the parents of those children don’t know how to thank you enough."

"Although the children are nowhere to be found, at least we know who the evildoer is. Now he’s crippled and mute, left to his own devices, and won’t prey on other children again."

"What about Zhu Qin’er..."

Ruan Mian guessed what he was about to say and interrupted him.

"Don’t worry, Mr. Xue. It was Zhu Qin’er who told me about this matter; she is a victim herself, someone who was wronged. I’ll help her recover, and then she can decide her own path."

Mr. Xue nodded in relief, sighing with emotion: "Lady Zhu is still a fellow townsman of mine, also from Mianzhou. I..."

"Mr. Xue is from Mianzhou?"

Before Mr. Xue could finish, Mr. Ruan looked at him in surprise and spoke: "My eldest sister was also married to someone in Mianzhou early on."

Mr. Xue was equally shocked: "I didn’t expect to have such a connection with Mr. Ruan? May I know where your eldest sister married in Mianzhou?"

Speaking of his eldest sister, Ruan Mian’s great-aunt, Mr. Ruan’s face was filled with regret, sighing.

"She married Jiang Ruohuai, the prefect of Mianzhou at the time, but... she’s estranged from us now."

Mr. Xue, upon hearing this, lamented: "So it was Mrs. Jiang. It’s a pity if you’re estranged from her. She’s such a good person; why cut ties?"

Mr. Ruan’s expression was solemn, and Xue Yuanzhao, knowing it was a family matter, didn’t ask further questions.

He made up an excuse and left first, leaving behind some food gathered by those families to thank Ruan Mian.

Although not much, it’s the best they could offer at this time.

After Mr. Xue left, Ruan Mian curiously asked: "Father, Mr. Xue said Great-Aunt is a wonderful person. Then why did she cut ties with you?"

"Yes, she was indeed a wonderful person, but after marrying the prefect Jiang, she collected wealth everywhere from her family, even causing your grandmother... your grandmother died because of her!"

"The entire family fortune was almost used up by her. Your grandmother personally went to Mianzhou to inquire about the reason, ended up being imprisoned, and died there within days."

"When your grandfather and I went to Mianzhou, we didn’t even see your grandmother’s body. Your great-aunt... sent us away with a thousand taels."

His anger was still fresh, both furious and anxious: "That Jiang Ruohuai must have incited your aunt to commit many heinous acts. Unfortunately, we... had no power to resist, had to cut ties, and it’s the greatest pain of my life."

Ruan Mian knew that Mr. Ruan was inherently timid, always careful in business affairs, making it impossible for him to gamble everything against his sister.

With this in mind, Ruan Mian suddenly remembered that there was indeed a Prefect Jiang Ruohuai in the original book, who was affiliated with King Yan.

Later, he amassed wealth for King Yan, colluding with officials and businessmen, monopolizing the salt transportation in the Mianzhou area, providing significant financial support to King Yan.

It turned out Jiang Ruohuai had this connection with the original protagonist’s family.

If the protagonist’s aunt was truly a good person, it must have been Jiang Ruohuai who influenced her into those acts.

Once Wuheng’s situation stabilized, perhaps they could leverage Jiang Ruohuai in Mianzhou, make some fortune, and block their monopolistic salt transportation for good.

Of course, that’s a story for later.

At the moment, seeing Mr. Ruan’s worried face, Ruan Mian consoled him with a few words.

"Father, there’s no rush in this matter. If the opportunity arises, we can personally go to Mianzhou to seek justice for Grandmother. I believe that day will come."

Mr. Ruan looked at Ruan Mian with gratification, feeling that this daughter was truly promising.

He felt ashamed in front of her.

"Mianmian, regarding Ruan Jiao, it’s my fault towards you. If not for your plan to test her, I might have been blinded."

"Father, you needn’t blame yourself too much. After all, Ruan Jiao shares your blood. It’s understandable for you to be lenient and soft-hearted. Now that you’ve completely seen her true colors, it’s not too late."

"Don’t dwell on it too much. The most important thing is for us to live our lives well now."

Mr. Ruan nodded repeatedly.

Meanwhile, in Xie Huai’an’s basement, the firewood was burning brightly.