Sorry, My Wife Has a Hole in Her Brain Chapter 9 Part 1

Su Wenqing waited in Zhao Yiniang's room for half an hour before Zhao Yiniang finished arranging everything inside and outside.

Zhao Yiniang laughed before she even showed up. "I heard from the maids that Wenqing has been waiting for me for a long time. Are you dissatisfied with your living quarters?"

Su Wenqing obediently poured a cup of tea and handed it over, "What are you talking about, Yiniang? Your arrangements are always the best. I am so happy, how can I be dissatisfied!"

Zhao Yiniang took the tea and took a sip with satisfaction. "Wenqing's words are always so sweet. If Zhining was half as sensible as you, I wouldn't have to worry so much."

Su Wenqing hurriedly flattered her, "Second sister is innocent and straightforward. Everyone who meets her always likes her."

Zhao Yiniang was very pleased to hear this. She smiled and said, "Wenqing, you are a good talker. I wonder why you came to see me?"

Su Wenqing smiled on the surface, but in her heart, she was actually relieved. Oh my god, if I don’t get to the point, I really won’t be able to continue my story.

"I wonder what you are going to do about Third Young Master Wen's matter?"

"I was wondering what you wanted to say in secret. Everything has been planned, you can rest assured."

!!! Please tell me what the plan is!! So that I can rest assured!!

"I went back and thought about it carefully. I felt that this matter is too risky. It would be inappropriate to act rashly. Why don't we make a detailed plan again..."

Zhao Yiniang took Su Wenqing's hand with a smile, and there was a hint of threat in her eyes, "Yiniang knows that you are kind-hearted and worried that Jinsheng will be wronged. But even though Jinsheng is your sister, Zhining is also your sister, and both sides of your hands are flesh and blood. Wenqing, you can't be partial to one and neglect the other."

"Besides, you were the one who stood up for Zhi Ning in the beginning. I saw that you and Zhi Ning had a deep sisterly bond, so I deliberately used your name when arranging this matter. Now that you are suddenly hesitant, I am fine, but I am afraid if the truth is revealed one day, then you will suffer."

Su Wenqing shed two lines of tears in her heart. What evil had she done?

She forced a smile, trying to make a final struggle, "If Yiniang thinks so, then you are really blaming me wrongly. Yiniang, Second Sister and I have always been of the same mind. I wonder if Yiniang could tell me the detailed plan. I want to prepare in advance to prevent any mistakes."

Zhao Yiniang smiled and patted Su Wenqing's hand. "These are just trivial matters, not worth your trouble. You just need to bring Jinsheng there. Don't worry, Yiniang will take care of everything."

Su Wenqing died before she could accomplish her mission. She held Zhao Yiniang's hand and wanted to leave her last "last words"...

Zhao Yiniang plucked her claws mercilessly and said, "You've been tired from the journey all day. Tomorrow is the Spring Festival Banquet. Be obedient and go back to rest early."

As Su Wenqing was led out of the courtyard by her maid, she looked back at Zhao Yiniang every two steps with reluctance. However, Zhao Yiniang, this cruel woman, had a heart as hard as a rock and after ordering her to leave, she never looked at Su Wenqing again.

Su Wenqing walked sadly in the corridor with hanging flowers. Since her plan for Zhao Yiniang didn't work, she could only start with the Third Young Master Wen.

She forced herself to ignite her spirit and set out again on the journey of self-rescue.

However, reality was always crueler than expected. Su Wenqing's blazing spirit was extinguished without even a trace of ashes left before she met the Third Young Master Wen. She walked around every corner of the residential area and carefully studied the signs in front of every courtyard, but she couldn't find where the Wen family lived.

Further out are the woods. Zhao Yiniang said that everything had been planned, so it was impossible that the Wen family had not come.

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Su Wenqing rubbed her legs which had long lost all feeling from walking, and found a stone to sit down and rest.

Perhaps the god who wrote the song of destiny for her was worried that she would explode in loneliness, so he mercifully sent a "dove of peace" to comfort her loneliness.

The "dove of peace" landed on the stone table in front of her, tilted its head, and looked at Su Wenqing innocently with its black round eyes.

Su Wenqing poked the pigeon's chubby little head and said, "Don't have to look at me with such sympathy. A good death is worse than a miserable life. What's more, I am not miserable right now, I have food, clothes and shelter, the life of a rich lady."

"Coo coo coo——" The little "Peace Dove" poked its head in front of Su Wenqing.

Su Wenqing sighed. In fact, if she had a choice, she still wanted to return to her original world, where she wouldn't have to live in constant fear, or worry every day that saying something wrong would lead to a disaster. Even living in a plywood rental house would be more secure than the current life of luxury.

"You know what," Su Wenqing lay on the stone table, "I'm actually very unsure in my heart. I feel like I'm always floating in the air, and I can't touch the ground no matter how hard I try. Everything around me doesn't belong to me. I don't dare to confide in anyone, so I can only try to make myself think more positively."

"Coo coo coo——" The "white dove" flapped its wings a few times.

"Oh! Stop, stop, stop!" Su Wenqing fanned away the dust and feathers in the air. "I'm just complaining. I'm not desperate or discouraged. You don't have to cheer me up like this."

The white dove proudly used its beak to adjust the feathers under its wings.

Su Wenqing stood up and patted her clothes. "Okay, you are a carrier pigeon, you are wandering around with a letter hanging on your feet, not afraid of losing it. Thank you for today, do you want to shake hands and say goodbye?"

The "dove of peace" pecked at Su Wenqing's outstretched hand with its beak, then flapped its wings and flew behind Su Wenqing, leaving behind two piles of bird droppings and feathers all over the sky.

Su Wenqing:......

She could only forgive it for the sake of its courage. What else could she do? Catch it to make soup?

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