2. Chapter 2 The unspeakable grievance and sourness in my heart
There were three tall shadows in front of her, covering her face in shadow.
Thunder and lightning roared wildly outside the house, but no matter how terrible the thunder and lightning was, could it be more terrifying than the cold-blooded women in this house?
"Chenxing, even if my aunt begs you, I only have one daughter, and I can't let her go to jail!" My aunt has repeated this sentence dozens of times: "Help aunt, help Chenyue..."
Chenxing pursed her lips, overturning the five-flavor bottle in her heart, and the five flavors were mixed.
She didn't kill anyone, the real murderer was her cousin.
That day, as soon as she came home from buying vegetables from the vegetable market, she was forced into the car by her cousin, who wanted to accompany her to catch the rapist. Chen Xing never expected that her cousin would be so excited that she forcibly killed the mistress who had seduced her boyfriend.
Beaten to death.
Recalling that scene, her face was still pale at the moment.
What surprised her even more was that the photo posted in the newspaper was not of her cousin, but of her. How could this happen?
Could it be my uncle?
She knew that her uncle had certain connections in the officialdom, but she didn't expect that he would actually try to make her take the blame for her cousin.
But why?
Is it because I lost my parents when I was young? Is it because I am dependent on others? But in the past five years, my aunts have never given me a good look. They took the last bit of inheritance from their parents and used me like a maid.
Now I have to go to jail on behalf of my cousin to repay them for their upbringing!
Chen Xing couldn't express the grievance and sourness in his heart, "Aunt, I don't want to..."
"Snapped!"
Just as she was about to speak, her aggressive cousin raised her right hand and slapped her hard, her voice as sharp as a poisonous woman:
"It's all your fault. If you had stopped me at that time, would I have shot her to death? Our family has raised you for so many years, and now you refuse to help me? Tell me! Isn't that right? You white-eyed wolf! All day long
You live and eat in my house for free! Your conscience has been eaten by dogs! I tell you, you have to admit this crime of murder even if you don’t admit it!”
"Chenyue!" Uncle yelled sharply.
But Ye Chenyue burst into tears: "Dad, I don't want to go to jail. It's her fault, it's all her fault! It's all this broom star who caused me to lose my boyfriend, and now I've become a murderer!"
Jingle bell…jingle bell…
At this moment, the doorbell rang suddenly. Ye Chenyue seemed to hear the call from hell. She was so scared that she hugged her father tightly: "Dad, the police must be here. Dad, save me. I don't want to go to jail. Let her do it. Let her do it."
…”
"Chenxing," it was my uncle's voice, with a hint of anxiety: "Don't confess your cousin. Trust me. With my uncle's ability, I guarantee that you will stay there for three years at most. Just treat it as repayment for the five years we treated you."
After years of nurturing, my uncle will treat you well and pamper you like his own daughter."
Chenxing bit her lip, her heart ashes.
"Chenxing, I know that your grandma will soon be kicked out of the nursing home because she can't pay the fees. As long as you promise not to pay for your cousin, your uncle will pay for your grandma's pension in the future and cover it all for her."
, is this okay?”
Grandma! Thinking of grandma, Chenxing felt a pain in her heart, and finally nodded in compromise.
Seeing her nodding, both uncle and aunt secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and even Ye Chenyue's complexion instantly improved.
But as soon as the door opened, all that was waiting for her was an arrest warrant.