Chapter 576 — Disfigured
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Someone might have died — naturally Zhao Qibing would not allow the evidence to point at himself, so the only way was to cut the weeds and pull them up by the roots. After all, he did not even know for certain whether anyone had died.
Zhao Qibing had already had Uncle Zhu eliminate many people, so he felt not the slightest twinge of guilt. Laughing and chatting, he returned with Li Erlan, Zhong Fabai and Jin Gubang to the Qibing Building.
The Qibing Building was the corporate headquarters of Qibing Real Estate, which Jin Gubang and Li Cihua had built together not long ago; today it was officially completed. And tonight Zhao Qibing held a completion ceremony for the Qibing Building, feasting a number of the distinguished young scions of Songshan City in the banquet hall in front of the building.
Once the Qibing Building was completed, this banquet hall would open to the public as a restaurant, and would also serve as the staff canteen for the building.
Tang Zhi and Tang Jucheng were taken to the hospital. By the time they arrived, Tang Zhi had regained consciousness, and Mother Tang breathed a sigh of relief. The medical staff examined her and found that she had only cut her forehead; there was nothing else wrong. But the wound on her forehead needed stitches and would inevitably leave a scar. She could not possibly be as pretty as before; it would be good enough if she did not frighten people.
Tang Jucheng, meanwhile, had broken both legs. After he was admitted, his legs were put in plaster, and there was nothing else seriously wrong. It was just that Tang Jucheng, who had only just been able to stand, now had to lie in bed again.
In truth, it was a blessing in misfortune that neither Tang Zhi nor Tang Jucheng was seriously hurt. But after Mother Tang breathed her sigh of relief, she began to worry again. Their house had been forcibly demolished; they had no home left. What were they to do?
Now her daughter was disfigured as well, and had not even the leverage left to haggle with Zhao Qibing. Would anyone still take a fancy to her? Mother Tang was sick with worry. She had been counting on her daughter's pretty face to land a rich man, and now there was nothing left at all.
Yet it never once occurred to Mother Tang to go and demand medical expenses from Zhao Qibing. The hardship of getting him to pay for Tang Jucheng's treatment before was still too fresh in her memory; she had no expectation at all that Zhao Qibing would compensate them.
Tang Zhi's head was wrapped all over in gauze, and she stared somewhat blankly at the hospital ceiling. Would she never be pretty again? Was she going to turn into an ugly freak? True, when she had run into those villains leering at her beauty in the past, she had sometimes been annoyed at her own looks and wished she could be uglier so as not to be harassed. But women are born to love beauty, and she did not want to become an ugly freak either.
Wei Zhao... would he still like her? At the thought that Wei Zhao no longer wanted her, Tang Zhi's tears began to flow despite herself. Once, she had at least possessed some ground to compete with Feng Xiaoxiao. But now? Her face was ruined; Wei Zhao probably would not want her at all anymore, would he?
"Yun'er, don't be sad. The doctor said that if it heals well, it won't leave too great a scar." Mother Tang had slipped into the sickroom at some point without Tang Zhi noticing. Seeing her daughter weeping in silence, Mother Tang's heart shattered.
"Mom..." At the sight of her mother, Tang Zhi could no longer hold back her feelings and burst into loud sobs. "Mom, why is our family so unlucky? Why? What right do they have to tear down our house — what right?"
"Ah!" Mother Tang took her daughter's hand and gave a long, mournful sigh. "Yun'er, it's your mother who has ruined you!"