Chapter 2: The Plan to Sell Her Off

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Han Hongmei angrily struck Su Shikun twice. “What are you doing? That’s your sister!”

Su Shikun looked at Su Wan’s pale face, a pang of guilt piercing his heart. He wished he could slap himself; this was his own sister, who had suffered for over a decade outside. How could he have lost his temper and laid a hand on her? He was about to apologize.

“Who told her to come home and act like she’s nobody, refusing to be here, wanting to go back to school, or even back to the countryside to farm?” Su Chengde scolded harshly.

Apologize to her? Not a chance—unless he were dead!

“Scoundrel! Apologize to your sister right now!” Han Hongmei and Su Qing stepped forward to support Su Wan. Su Qing gasped, “Sister’s head is bleeding!”

Everyone was shocked and hurried to check. Su Wan had struck the back of her head, blood streaming down.

Han Hongmei was anxious. “This wound is serious; it needs stitches and a tetanus shot. Old Su, hurry!”

Su Chengde got up and went to the landline to call a doctor.

Su Wan pushed their hands away—not because she didn’t want closeness, but because she was truly heartbroken.

“No need to trouble anyone. I’m fine.”

“Wanwan, be obedient. The doctor will be here soon.”

Su Chengde’s tone brooked no argument. Su Wan silently acknowledged it. The injury was at the back of her head, out of her sight. She whispered softly, “Thank you, Dad.”

With that, she rose and sat quietly on the sofa, waiting obediently. Passing by Su Shikun, she did not glance at his face full of guilt.

She had once yearned for her brother’s affection, imagining how happy it would be. But seeing him dote carefully on Su Qing while striking her without mercy, she realized: he was Su Qing’s brother, not hers.

The angry expression on his face earlier lingered in her mind.

As she passed Su Shikun, his lofty gaze made her feel small.

If Su Shikun wanted to apologize, he swallowed the words again. He felt Su Wan was now as cold as ice—and like a cocklebur: fluffy outside, but prickly and sharp to the touch, piercing deeply into the flesh.

The doctor arrived quickly, carrying a medical bag. With the Su family’s status, anything could be arranged with a single call.

But they had forgotten to give Su Wan living expenses or buy her clothes.

After the examination, to stitch and bandage the wound, the doctor had to shave a patch of hair off Su Wan’s head.

“Let’s use anesthesia; the head has many nerves, it’ll be sensitive and very painful.”

Su Wan shook her head.

“It’s okay. Just stitch it directly.”

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Thanks to Su Wan’s insistence, no anesthesia was used. Four stitches were sewn, and she didn’t even frown once throughout the process.

Han Hongmei gripped her hand tightly, tears of pain streaming down.

Su Qing’s eyes were red as well.

Su Chengde angrily scolded Su Shikun for causing such a serious injury.

“You scoundrel! We’ll settle this properly later.”

Su Shikun lowered his head, his eyes dark. If she hadn’t been foolish, how could he have hit her?

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