After Transmigration, I Picked Up A Husband and Daughter-Chapter 107 - Please Forgive Me
Chapter 107: Chapter 107 Please Forgive Me
Chapter 107: Chapter 107 Please Forgive Me
“Every single thing, every detail, must be deeply reflected upon, leaving no stone unturned!”
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Jiang Ziling’s heart was a mix of perplexing emotions. He’d never imagined that Su Yu’s actions were a means to retrieve justice for him and to make amends for the injustice of those years.
This young girl had always been clear about love and hate. The hatred for Lady Zhao had evidently planted roots deep within her heart—how could she offer her help so easily?
Exhaustion and humiliation rendered Lady Zhao’s body limp, her face pressed against the cold floor, while Jiang Xunzhong merely stood by, watching indifferently without offering a helping hand.
Witnessing Lady Zhao on the verge of collapse, Su Yu nonchalantly brought over a bowl of dark medicinal broth and held it to her lips, “Drink this, with a heart full of absolute repentance. If I sense the slightest dishonesty, you will bear the consequences…”
In her desperation, Lady Zhao clutched at the medicine as if it were her last straw, gulping down the bitter liquid without hesitation.
After a short rest on the cold floor, she struggled to kneel upright again. Though her body remained weak, her spirit seemed to have found a trace of something different.
After taking the medicine, Lady Zhao felt a slight improvement in her physical condition, but she recognized more clearly that her life was entirely in Su Yu’s hands.
This young woman had an uncannily precise grasp of human nature, knowing well that her life was in great danger if she didn’t do as Su Yu said.
Between life and dignity, Lady Zhao made her choice.
She began to slap her own face, muttering self-reproach, “For the sake of a few copper coins, I ignored your illness. My conscience must have been eaten by a dog!”
“Seeing you incapacitated and of no use to me, I heartlessly cast you out. My cruelty is unmatched.”
“Day after day, alternating between beating and scolding you, leaving you always hungry, only fit to eat leftovers and cold dishes. My sins accumulate like a mountain!”
“As a child, I even deliberately abandoned you in a bustling market. Such cruelty, heaven can hardly bear!”
“And I, I even once forcefully pushed your helpless little head into the icy water jar. In that moment, my heart was filled only with hatred, utterly disregarding your struggle, as if I wanted to transform all my resentment into a furious river, wishing to mercilessly drown you. But it seemed even the heavens were trembling, admonishing me in thunderous silence for this grave sin…”
…Her voice gradually lowered, until it became barely audible. Perhaps in that moment, a tremor and regret previously unfelt had surfaced in Lady Zhao’s heart. Her myriad wrongdoings, like heavy stones, piled up into a mountain, nearly suffocating her.
Tears fell silently from Jiang Ziling’s eyes, like pearls off a broken string, and his body trembled uncontrollably with grief, each tear an indictment of his past suffering.
His eyes were vacant, filled with unspeakable pain and despair.
Su Yu opened her mouth, but no sound came out. Countless thoughts choked in her chest, leaving her at a loss for where to start or how to comfort the soul in front of her, who had silently endured countless sufferings.
Her heart was filled with shock and sympathy, unable to imagine how Jiang Ziling had faced those dark, sunless days of despair and torment alone.
At her side, Jiang Xunzhong seemed to be bound by an invisible Binding spell, his eyes wide with shock and disbelief.
It was a belated awakening, also a fury and self-reproach for having long turned a blind eye. After a moment, as if suddenly awakened from a long dream, he fiercely slapped Lady Zhao’s already swollen face.
“You venomous woman, no better than a viper, treating my innocent son with such cruelty…”
This blow seemed to pour out all his emotions and anger, causing Lady Zhao to stumble to the ground.
Before she could recover, Jiang Xunzhong lashed out with a series of kicks, consumed by rage.
“I was wrong, I truly was… I won’t dare again.”
Lady Zhao curled into a ball on the ground, crying and begging for mercy, her voice laced with fear and despair.
Jiang Ziling wiped away the tears on his face, forcibly suppressing the surging emotions in his heart, watching the family storm with a detached and indifferent gaze that belied his years.
Su Yu sensed his emotions and gently patted his shoulder, trying to offer him a bit of warmth and comfort.
“Enough!”
Su Yu’s voice stopped Jiang Xunzhong’s violent actions, her tone indubitably firm.
She understood that the root of everything lay in the adage, “Why did you do it in the first place if you knew this day would come?” Lady Zhao’s brazenness and Jiang Xunzhong’s long-term indulgence were not unrelated.
Then, Su Yu turned her sharp gaze to Lady Zhao, “Lady Zhao, are you truly repentant, or are you just afraid of the punishment?”
Lady Zhao hurriedly crawled to Su Yu’s feet, clutching at the hem of her garment with eyes full of terror and pleading, “I genuinely realize my mistake. I’m willing to pay any price, just please save me.”
Su Yu gently extricated herself and stepped back, her expression indifferent, “You should be asking Ziling for mercy, not me. Unless he is willing to forgive you, I will consider helping you. If he is not satisfied with your remorse, I am powerless to help.”
Upon hearing this, Lady Zhao hastily turned her head toward Jiang Ziling, only to be quickly blocked by Su Yu.
“Calm down, if you have something to say, say it properly, don’t thrash about or touch anything!”
Su Yu warned sternly, well aware of the old injury on Jiang Ziling’s leg and how any careless touch could exacerbate his pain.
“Ziling, I was wrong, please, forgive me…”
Lady Zhao cried pitifully, but only met with Jiang Ziling’s tightly closed eyes.
For him, merely facing this woman was enough to make him feel repulsed and weary.
He turned to Su Yu with a tone that was flat and distant, “Ah Yu, you decide on this matter. I have no objections.”
“Okay.”
Su Yu responded briefly, a decisive look flashing in her eyes, as if the curtain had silently fallen on this struggle between forgiveness and punishment.
With a plan already in her heart to let Lady Zhao deeply experience what real pain was, she held the set of sharp tools ready in her hand, stepping through the threshold with firm steps, each one seemingly heralding the impending reckoning.
“If you don’t want to suffer irreversible consequences, get inside immediately and don’t disturb my darling Xixi.”
Su Yu’s voice was cold and resolute, each word as if squeezed through clenched teeth, filled with undeniable power.
Upon hearing this, a flicker of undetectable fear crossed Lady Zhao’s face, and she quickly retreated to the depths of the room like someone pardoned, fearing that any hesitation might bring disaster upon herself.
Jiang Xunzhong stared blankly at Jiang Ziling’s resolute departing figure, his heart a turmoil of mixed feelings.
Thousands of words choked in his throat like an invisible shackle binding him, each attempt to speak replaced only by silent vibrations.
Eventually, only a barely audible, labored sentence managed to spill from his lips, “Ziling, you… you have suffered…”
Jiang Ziling didn’t turn back, and his tone was indifferent as if discussing the weather, “You better go back and rest early.”
