001: Rebirth as a Wealthy Illegitimate Daughter_2
Translator: 549690339
Just a village girl who knows nothing.
Of no use to anyone.
So, she would absolutely never acknowledge that Zhang Wu was a worthless investment!
Upon hearing Old Madam Zhang's words, the guests all echoed:
"Old Madam Zhang is right, who knows where this bastard child really came from?"
"Miss Zhang is Qing City's number one talented young woman, this little village girl probably can't even recognize all 26 letters of the alphabet, right?"
"Shameless!"
...
Just then, Lin Wu's strength was gradually returning. She stood up from the ground, lifted her chin slightly, "Listen up, old hag! First, my mom wasn't a mistress! When she was with Zhang Dalong, Zhang Dalong claimed he was single! She was just another victim designed by a scumbag!"
"Second, from now on, I'm no longer surnamed Zhang. I, Lin Wu, have nothing to do with the Zhang Family, not even half a cent!"
Since she had decided to sever ties with the Zhang Family, the very first thing she needed to do was to change her surname!
From now on, she is Lin Wu, with no ties whatsoever to the Zhang Family.
"Three years, just give me three years! I, Lin Wu, will be beyond the reach of all of you, so, everyone..." she said, lifting her chin lightly, her gaze sweeping over everyone's faces, "remember your faces now, I will give you a night you'll never forget for the rest of your lives!"
Her tone was mild, but her words carried weight!
"Pfft!"
A burst of laughter erupted from the crowd.
Beyond their reach?
This little pity from the countryside.
Absolutely hilarious!
With that, Lin Wu turned and walked away.
Watching her retreating figure, Zhang Xianxian narrowed her eyes, "Really overestimating herself."
Three years?
This little village girl, Lin Wu, forget three years, even if she were given thirty years, she wouldn't amount to anything!
At that moment, Zhang Xianxian seemed to think of something; a glint flashed in her beautiful eyes. She straightened her skirt, said something to her personal assistant, and then walked out through the back door, quietly following Lin Wu's figure.
Lin Wu walked toward the cheap hostel where her mother used to rent a room, as she remembered it.
It was already the second half of the night.
Passing through the bustling district, she reached a quiet alley.
Suddenly!
Lin Wu sharply smelled a strong scent of blood.
She frowned slightly, not wanting to meddle, but just then, her ankle was grasped by an attractive hand!
Lin Wu was taken aback, and when she looked down,
she saw a man leaning against the wall, one hand covering his abdomen, the other grasping her ankle.
Bright red blood had already stained his shirt.
In the darkness, the man's features were distinct and sharp, his lips pressed tightly together, indicating danger.
Lin Wu just stared at him, her pretty peach blossom eyes showing no panic, "Do you need me to call the police?"
"No need," perhaps because she seemed too calm, the man looked up at her, "Kid, have you learned any first aid?"
"Do you have a first aid kit?" Lin Wu asked.
The man nodded and took out a backpack from beside him and handed it to her.
Lin Wu took the backpack, opened it to look inside.
It even contained a suture kit.
Huh.
Quite professional.
It seems this man isn't someone simple.
Lin Wu's eyes narrowed slightly.
The man continued, "Kid, follow my instructions next."
Lin Wu bent down and squatted, "I'll check the wound first."
Lifting the man's shirt.
The first thing exposed to the air was his strong and firm abs.
An eight or nine centimeter wound.
Flesh torn apart, a sight for sore eyes.
"It needs suturing. There's no anesthesia in your first aid kit; can you bear it?"
Her tone was like that of a seasoned doctor, commanding even more authority than a professional one!
The man's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, "You know medicine?"
"A little," Lin Wu replied.
Just a little?
The man had an intuition that this kid was not simple.
While they spoke, Lin Wu had already taken out a suture needle and quickly disinfected the wound, needle moving swiftly, "Bear with it."
The man nodded.
He received a total of eight stitches, each one drawing blood.
The man didn't make a sound the entire time.
But a layer upon layer of cold sweat appeared on his prominent nose bridge.
Lin Wu raised her eyebrows slightly.
Such pain would be difficult for a normal person to endure, but this man was quite the man!
After the suturing was finished, Lin Wu took out some gauze and bandaged the wound.
The entire process was efficient and clean; she didn't even furrow her brows once. Despite being just seventeen or eighteen, she faced such a situation without a hint of panic, as steady as Mount Tai.
The man, with his handsome phoenix eyes slightly squinted, "Kid, what's your name?"
"Lin Wu."
"I will repay you."
"No need," Lin Wu's tone was indifferent, "I didn't mean to save you."
If the man hadn't grabbed her ankle and held on, she wouldn't have bothered!
The man's thin lips curved slightly, "My car is right ahead."