Rebirth in Famine: She Thrives by Lucky Space-Chapter 563 accident

It’s too late to say anything now, you’ve crippled yourself, and now you want to talk about these things?

Actually, regarding those who defected, Wei Kaiyun knows who they are. Those with real power would never switch over. So the foundation here hasn’t really been shaken.

As for those people, they don’t know anything yet. Even if they defect, the loss to us wouldn’t be too significant.

Wei Kaiyun understands their intentions. They want to use him as a breakthrough, thinking his position is low, and they can’t touch the people above him yet.

But if they think that way, they’re gravely mistaken. Even if he dies, he would never speak a word.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t just be him in trouble.

Wei Kaiyun is very clear about this, so he can only persist. It’s a matter of who will have the last laugh.

He shifted his body, and his right leg hurt intensely. His wife must despise him now, right? Early the next morning, Wei Kaiyun was dragged out again. Now he felt numb, even when they deliberately bumped into his injured leg, he endured without making a sound.

"Wei Kaiyun, we’ve investigated and have some information about you. Even if you say nothing, we can still convict you.

Heh, do you think that staying silent will see you through this ordeal? Don’t daydream. Since we arrested you, don’t think about getting out."

No matter what was said to Wei Kaiyun, he didn’t respond.

This made the person in charge extremely frustrated.

They couldn’t believe Wei Kaiyun could be so stubborn.

When Wei Kaiyun was dragged back, he had even more injuries on his body, and there wasn’t a single patch of intact skin.

He believed he could endure, for the sake of his wife and children; he had to hold on.

Jiang Xinyu didn’t sleep well all night, plagued by nightmares, and felt exhausted upon waking in the morning. Yet she forced herself to get up and freshen up.

After eating a bowl of eight-treasure porridge and half a piece of bread, she felt much better.

She lay back down on the bed, planning to head home in the latter half of the night. It would be more convenient that way, but she didn’t know if they knew that it was Wei Kaiyun’s house.

No matter what, if anything happens, she would deal with it as it came.

She stayed in bed all morning before remembering to call Old Yang, unsure of his familiarity with the situation here.

She decided to go to the post office and make a call the next morning to hear Old Yang’s thoughts; after all, he was the only trustworthy person now.

Feeling drowsy, she had no appetite at lunchtime and barely managed to eat a bowl of porridge before lying back in bed to think about her connections.

Honestly, it’s really unfortunate. She didn’t know anyone here, and even finding a connection was proving difficult.

Finally, night fell, and only a few more hours remained until she could get off the train. Jiang Xinyu took out a can of malted milk from her space and went to find the conductor.

In the end, the conductor didn’t refuse and accepted it with a smile.

Jiang Xinyu sighed with relief; the last thing she wanted was to owe a favor, as it was hard to repay, especially longstanding debts of gratitude—those are much harder to handle.

As the time to get off the train approached, she felt increasingly troubled. She felt scared, wronged, and everything else.

She packed up all her things, just sitting and waiting to get off the train.

It was almost eleven at night, and she estimated it would be another quarter of an hour before reaching the station. There was no need to rush; she would disembark at the front of the train, avoiding the crowds.

Clank, clank—the train finally stopped. She tied her bag to the rear seat and wheeled her bicycle to the door to wait.

As the train came to a halt, the conductor came over, smiling as he opened the door. "Comrade, be careful on the road."

"Thank you, comrade," she replied.

She pushed her bike out of the train station and rode straight home, feeling anxious about the situation at home, but she also wouldn’t feel at ease if she didn’t go back.

Stopping at her doorstep and seeing the door locked, she took out the key and entered the house.

Seeing no dust on the cabinet, she knew that Wei Kaiyun would often come back.

She wondered how he was doing now, suppressing her urgent feelings as she started tidying the house.

She planned that if anyone was monitoring the place or came looking for her, she would simply say it was her home that Wei Kaiyun helped take care of.

Thinking about this made her feel extremely aggrieved. What a mess!

After two hours of cleaning, the kang was warm, and the house was tidy.

She got out the bedding, snuggled into the quilt, and hurried to wash up.

It was already after two o’clock when she finally lay down, feeling utterly exhausted—emotionally and physically.

The plan was to directly find Zhu Peishan the next day and act according to the situation. She didn’t think there was any harm in asking directly anyway. People knew she had called, so coming over to ask wasn’t out of the question.

Early the next morning, she went out for breakfast, having some fried dough sticks and a bowl of millet porridge.

After eating, she rode her bike to the Management Bureau.

Zhu Peishan was taken aback by Jiang Xinyu’s appearance, "Vice Factory Director Jiang, what brings you here?"

"Director Zhu, please call me Jiang Xinyu. I’ve handed over my work responsibilities, and I tried calling Director Wei, but then I heard he’s been arrested.

Director Wei has been very kind to me, so I came to check on him because I’m worried."

Jiang Xinyu decided to tell the truth, feeling it was better to ask directly.

"Jiang Xinyu, you should stop inquiring; this is not something you can involve yourself in."

"Director Zhu, I’m not asking about the incident itself; I just want to know if I can see Director Wei?"

Zhu Peishan shook his head. "You’re a person who repays kindness, but this time, there’s really nothing to be done."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xinyu’s heart sank, and she wore a frightened expression.

"Director Zhu, please think of a way."

"Jiang Xinyu, don’t get involved in this matter. Besides, I don’t know where he is."

"Then what can I do?"

"Just wait; it won’t be long before there is a result."

Jiang Xinyu left feeling lost and dejected, pushing her bicycle along the road, tears unknowingly streaming down her face. Where exactly was Wei Kaiyun?

There she was, a woman walking and crying, and many people watched her.

At that moment, a middle-aged woman patted Jiang Xinyu on the shoulder. "Comrade, what’s wrong? Are you in trouble?"

Jiang Xinyu was startled but quickly realized it wasn’t the time to be overcome by sadness.

"Auntie, I’m fine; I just remembered something sad."

"Don’t cry anymore; it’s too cold now, and crying will chafe your face."

"Hmm, thank you, Auntie."

Jiang Xinyu wiped away her tears and rode to the post office.

She dialed Old Yang’s number.

"I’m in the provincial capital now. Something happened to him, and I don’t know anyone here. I have no idea where he is, and things seem really bad."

Old Yang furrowed his brow. "Stay put, I know where you’re staying, and I’ll figure something out. If there’s news, I’ll find someone to inform you. Remember, don’t act rashly."