Chapter 97: I Can Make Up for the Harm You Have Suffered

Aunt Zhao, seeing her pale complexion, assumed her illness had flared up again and hurried over to check on her.

Instead, she caught the glisten of tears in the corners of her eyes.

Aunt Zhao froze for a moment.

Wen Zhixia slowly opened her eyes and lifted her chin slightly, as if she had merely yawned and moistened her eyes. There was no other sign of emotion.

"Ma'am, are you feeling unwell?" Aunt Zhao asked, tucking in the corner of her blanket.

Wen Zhixia, clutching her phone, gave a subtle nod.

"I'll have the doctor come and see you. It will be fine; after the surgery is over, you will regain your health," Aunt Zhao comforted her.

Wen Zhixia lifted her gaze: "Do you know who Gu Pingsheng found to be my bone marrow donor?"

Aunt Zhao truly did not know. She had simply assumed that someone as capable as Gu Pingsheng would certainly be able to find a match, but she had never inquired about the specific donor.

"It is the woman you dragged out by her hair," Wen Zhixia said, her eyes downcast and her voice flat.

Aunt Zhao was stunned: "How could it be her?"

Amidst her surprise, Wen Zhixia curled her lips in exhaustion.

It was not just that the suitable donor was her; even... half of her husband had already become Zhao Fuhe’s.

With pale fingers pressing against her brow, once, twice...

Wen Zhixia looked at the photograph. After a few seconds, she dialed a number—her lawyer’s. She said, "File for divorce..."

Aunt Zhao watched Wen Zhixia sitting on the edge of the bed and sighed softly: "Ma'am, even if you want a divorce, you should wait until you have recovered—at least until after the surgery."

If she fell out with Mr. Gu now, would the surgery even be possible?

Wen Zhixia seemed to guess what she was thinking. "I will find the bone marrow myself."

If all else failed, she would seek help from Xu Qichen. But... such a life-saving favor would be difficult to repay.

She was a person who never wished to be indebted to others.

***

The Zhao family home.

Mr. and Mrs. Zhao returned from the supermarket and, while standing downstairs, heard the neighbors whispering and gossiping.

"Look, isn't that so-and-so's daughter... I saw her last time, young as she is, driving a luxury car and wearing jewelry. I thought she’d made a fortune in business, but it turns out she’s just a mistress for the wealthy."

"Who’s to say otherwise? Every man in these photos is different, aren't they?"

"They’re all different heights and sizes, so they can't be the same person. There are even bed photos..."

"Sigh, living in the same building as someone like that is truly bad luck. The children are all learning bad habits..."

"..."

"Lower your voice. They’re here, they’re here. Speak of the devil. It’s a family disgrace. I wonder if they even know what their daughter is doing out there."

"And their son, isn't he a hoodlum too? He even had his leg broken by someone..."

As soon as Mr. and Mrs. Zhao appeared, they were pointed at. They were confused about what was happening, but when they stepped closer, they saw the large, plastered photographs everywhere. They didn't recognize the men in the photos, but the woman inside was someone they knew all too well.

Seeing their daughter’s lewd photos plastered all over the walls, they screamed and rushed to tear them down, but there were simply too many. Everyone watched them with pointing fingers as they tore at the walls like madmen.

"Who did this?!"

"Who wants to see us suffer?! Whoever used such despicable means, aren't you afraid of getting hit by a car when you step outside? What are you looking at?! What’s so interesting? Get lost, all of you, get lost!"

It didn't end there. After they had exhausted themselves tearing down the photos, they received a package containing a printed letter and a USB drive.

The letter stated that the drive contained content regarding Zhao Fuhe.

Neither of them knew how to use a computer, so they called their son. When they saw the unbearable footage inside, they nearly collapsed as they smashed the computer.

They couldn't believe that the woman inside, dressed provocatively and clinging to men with seductive eyes, was their daughter.

The daughter they were so proud of, the one they had sent to a prestigious university, had been working as an escort behind their backs.

The photos plastered outside were clearly screenshots from the videos.

"Call her! Call her right now!!" Mr. Zhao roared.

Sitting in the chaotic apartment in Chengya Residence, Zhao Fuhe answered the phone. Upon hearing her parents’ curses, her own angry words erupted: "If you hadn't been so useless! I wouldn't have ended up in this position today!!"

"I have no shame? What about you? You were spending my dirty money and acting high and mighty in front of others!!"

"What right do you have to scold me!!"

What had she done wrong? What was wrong with wanting to climb the ladder?!

Who didn't want to get ahead?!

What was wrong with wanting to make money?!! Who didn't love money!!

Why did even they have the right to point fingers at her? They were the last people on earth qualified to do so!

***

At the hospital.

Zhang Zhiyan showed Wen Zhixia the photos he had taken of the scene.

Wen Zhixia frowned: "You were the one who had this done?"

Zhang Zhiyan peeled an orange and placed it in her hand. "Are you unhappy? You naively sent the USB drive to them, were you hoping they could discipline their daughter? Zhixia, this is where you are too soft-hearted. If you are going to do it, you should do it completely. If you are going to offend someone, you should offend them thoroughly. You stab someone and then help them bandage the wound; not only will she not be grateful, she will resent you even more. Since that’s the case, why not just trample her underfoot?"

Wen Zhixia did not argue with him.

But in reality, she didn't fully agree. When betrayal appears in a relationship, it is never just the third party's problem; the cheater themselves is also at fault.

Although it takes two to tango, if a man has no such intentions, no matter how a woman seduces him, she will run out of tricks. It takes two to conspire in such a tawdry affair.

Wen Zhixia had sent the video of Zhao Fuhe entertaining guests at the Junyue Club to the Zhao family, but Zhang Zhiyan had taken the most explosive screenshots and posted them, causing Zhao Fuhe to lose all face.

Since it was already done, Wen Zhixia didn't say much more, offering a simple "thank you" instead.

She was never one to be ungrateful.

"You don't need to thank me. I didn't do this for your gratitude." Zhang Zhiyan took her hand and tightened his grip, his gaze fixed on her: "Gu Pingsheng doesn't know how to cherish you, but if given the chance, I think I can make up for the pain you've suffered."

His gaze was burning with sincerity. Wen Zhixia was stunned, and as she went to pull her hand back, her eyes caught sight of Gu Pingsheng standing at the doorway with a dark expression.

Zhang Zhiyan followed her gaze and saw Gu Pingsheng, who had appeared out of nowhere, but he still did not let go of her hand.

It was a gesture of defiance and provocation.