Chapter 33 What she wants

Everyone looked at Su He, unable to hide the pity in their eyes, but Su He couldn't help but giggle.

Her tone was still very calm: "Don't look at me like that, there are worse things than this! When I was six years old, I was beaten with a clothes hanger by that man..."

The expression on Su He's face seemed to be just talking about a very ordinary thing.

She even tilted her head slightly to look at the plastic clothes hangers on the balcony, pointed and said: "It's not that kind of clothes hanger, it's the kind sold at the farmer's market. It's made of colorful clothes wrapped with plastic wrapper and iron wire. At that time, because I was washing I accidentally broke one while eating the bowl, so he made me kneel on the ground and beat me with a clothes hanger for half an hour.”

"You must not know how painful it is to hit someone with a wire, right? That kind of wire! It hurts the bones, flesh, and finally the skin. He deformed the clothes hanger. From my ankles to my scalp, there wasn't a single piece of good flesh on my body, but he still did it." I don’t feel vented.”

Mother Su's hand on her side clenched tightly into a fist.

When my daughter was six years old, she helped the family wash dishes. She would have been distressed to death, but the vicious family was not satisfied and even beat her with a torture device like a clothes hanger.

Mother Su's suppressed tears fell down uncontrollably.

Everyone's eyes were mixed with distress and anger.

It is already very difficult for a six-year-old child to know how to wash dishes. Su Yurou only started to learn to do housework when she was 14 years old. Once she broke a stack of dishes and the pieces were everywhere in the kitchen. Su's mother just ran over anxiously and asked Was she hurt or scared? Then he hugged her distressedly and never let her enter the kitchen again.

After such a comparison, Su's father remained silent and did not want to speak. He clenched his teeth tightly and his eyes were as cold as if he wanted to kill someone.

Liang Qizhou looked at Su He's hands. He had always known that Su He's hands were indeed not as white as those of the pampered girls in the city, and were even covered with white scars.

Every scar represents a dark past.

She is like a delicate flower growing on a cliff. She is subjected to wind and rain, but people always want to protect her.

Su He curled his lips and continued to recall: "I was beaten to pieces that day, and my clothes were covered with blood. I passed out later, but he didn't stop because of that. He said I was faking, as if I was strong. His heart wants to beat me to death, but until I die, the bad breath he has in his heart will not come out."

"Later, the woman's conscience realized that I was lying on the ground and couldn't move, so she rushed me to the hospital. The doctor said that if I were delayed for even one minute, they would not treat me because they would not be able to save me. The scars on my back are all visible, and there are still scars.”

"That beast!"

Su Heng couldn't help but cursed in a low voice, and cursed bitterly: "It's because God didn't open his eyes if I lived another day."

Everyone was furious. Mother Su hugged Su He distressedly, her voice trembling: "My child, my child! Mom is sorry for you, mom didn't protect you, mom is sorry for you..."

Mother Su's sad cries echoed in the hall, and the feeling of pain and anger in her heart with nowhere to vent made her whole body tremble.

"Mom, don't cry. I survived. Do you think I'm alive and well?"

Su He gently stroked her mother's back and comforted her softly.

But her comfort obviously had the opposite effect, because he was almost beaten to death with just one bowl. You can imagine what kind of hell Su He's entire childhood was.

She was able to live to return to the Su family and grow up alive simply because she was lucky and was not beaten to death.

If it were an adult being beaten relentlessly with a clothes hanger by a strong man for half an hour, his life would probably be hanging by a thread.

"Sister, what are your intentions?"

Su Yurou came over and saw Su's mother crying so painfully. She complained a little: "Today is your birthday, but it is also your mother's Good Friday. Have you forgotten that she almost lost half her life to give birth to you? Why? On a day like this, why would you make her feel guilty by telling her about your tragic experiences?" Su Yurou frowned upset and kept complaining in her heart.

[Just trying to win sympathy!Wasn't he not beaten to death?Is there anything good to say? 】

[A six-year-old child washes dishes, why don’t you say that you went to heaven at the age of three?Who can prove it?What about Xiaoqiang who was beaten by a clothes hanger for half an hour and still lived, thinking he was invincible? 】

"Su Yurou!"

Su Heng shouted coldly. He stared at Su Yurou coldly, with deep anger in his eyes, his fists clenched loudly, and his whole body was filled with strong killing intent.

Su Yurou stepped back in fear, "Brother, what are you doing? Are you going to hit me? I just feel sorry for my mother. What did I do wrong?"

"After hearing that, how do you sit here with peace of mind? The violent person is your biological father."

"I don't have a father like that, brother, I've said it many times! Please don't get me involved with such a scumbag."

Su Yurou's eyes were full of rejection. She was the noble princess of the Su family, she had been for the past 20 years, and she would be in the future.

As for the dirty father in the country, it was just a stain on her.

Su's father tried his best to adjust his mood and reached out to pat Su He on the back: "My child, the painful days are over. Your blessings are yet to come!"

"Luck..."

Su He thought of the fate of the Su family that was destined to be cannon fodder, and turned to look at his father, a layer of mist forming in his eyes.

She asked uncertainly: "Dad, will I still be blessed in the future? In fact, I don't ask for anything in this life, I just ask you to be well. After all, the place where my parents are is my home. I think no matter when in the future, I When I come back to this home and open the door, I can see you."

"Yes, I will."

Su's father simply couldn't stand his daughter's tearful eyes and immediately swore, "This will always be your home. No matter when you want to come back, we will welcome you."

What she got was an affirmative answer. Su He's tears fell silently, but she cried and laughed: "Dad must keep his word and never leave me alone in the future."

After speaking, Su He glanced at Liang Qizhou.

In fact, what she said today was all for Liang Qizhou.

She wanted to take advantage of Liang Qizhou's soft-heartedness and his pity for her, let him have a glimpse of her dark childhood, and let him know that all she wanted was for her family to be safe.

Su He was betting that Liang Qizhou would protect the last beauty in her heart, and that after today, Liang Qizhou would never attack the Su family again.

Aunt Zhang had prepared the food, and the table was full of Su He's favorite dishes.

Liang Qizhou sat opposite Su He. He picked up a piece of Coke chicken wings with serving chopsticks.

Just as he was about to put it in Su He's bowl, Su Heng was one step ahead of him: "Sister, these chicken wings are delicious. You should eat more to replenish them. You have lost a lot of weight since you got married. Did Shen abuse you?"

(End of this chapter)

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