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"Tianhao, thank you so much!"

"Sigh, only you could have done this, really!"

He gently tapped her head, wondering what she was thinking, that she could do something like this.

"Alright, don't blame me. The three little sweet sisters are still playing and waiting for us up ahead!"

"Okay, let's go have dinner together!"

"Okay!"

"Oh, right, I have something to tell you. I'm going out tonight, and it might take a while. I'll leave around midnight and probably be back the next evening. Stay home and don't wander off!"

"But what about my three sisters?"

"There are still six or seven hours tonight, enough for you to have a good time."

"Pah, you bad guy, you're the one who's happy while we suffer."

Upon hearing this, He Qiao'er immediately reached out and slapped him.

Where are you going?

"I need to go to Wuhan; I have some things to take care of there!"

"It's so far, can you even make a round trip? That's Japanese territory, it's really not safe there."

"It's alright, don't worry. Don't you trust me to do things? The night before last, I also went to Wuhan alone to find out about the situation there."

"Then you'd better be careful!"

"Don't worry, I'll be careful."

He smiled and then had a decent dinner with the four women in the front yard restaurant.

Meanwhile, when Wang Xiaole returned home, he saw a mourning hall set up, where Wang Xiaobao was lying. Although he had put on makeup, he was already quite disfigured from the explosion.

"Wang Xiaole, how dare you come back? How dare you come back? Why don't you just die out there!"

"Your brother is dead, are you happy now? Are you happy?"

"You jinx, how dare you come back!"

As she spoke, a middle-aged woman stepped forward and shoved her hard. Then, Wang Xiaole fell heavily to the ground, her forehead hitting the steps and blood gushing out.

Wang Xiaole also collapsed to the ground, even losing consciousness.

"You brat, it's all your fault, it's all your fault."

"You should have died out there! What are you doing back here? I don't have a daughter like you. Get out! Get out!"

"You worthless piece of trash, get out of here, get out!"

However, no matter how much they shouted, the servants on the side finally noticed that Wang Xiaole was bleeding from the head and had already fainted. Only then did they run over and carefully help Wang Xiaole up.

"Madam, Miss seems very weak and has fainted. She has lost a lot of blood. What should we do?"

"Whatever she does, she might as well die out there. You damn bastard, get out, get out!"

Seeing this, the servant didn't say anything more and simply took Wang Xiaole to her boudoir in the back.

Although it was called a boudoir, it was actually just an ordinary servants' room on the side, and was actually a room belonging to the master family on the second floor.

The room was the same size as the maid's room, but it didn't have any extravagant decorations and looked quite simple.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but the maid had bandaged her forehead. She only felt some pain, or rather, pain all over her body.

Thinking about what happened today feels like a dream, and I couldn't help but sigh.

She never expected to meet Zhang Tianhao; if it weren't for him, she could almost imagine the consequences. Instead of repaying kindness with enmity, he arranged accommodation for her, and perhaps even her future path.

He took another deep breath and then sat up.

She glanced at her watch; it was already 7:30 PM. Inside the mourning hall outside, various noises were still playing, clearly indicating that Xiao Bao's death was being entirely blamed on her.

"Ugh!"

After getting out of bed, she looked around the small room, picked up a large box, and began to organize her clothes and money.

There weren't many items; they were packed into just one large box, with almost nothing superfluous.

Arriving at the door, she glanced at Wang Ma, who was sitting and crying in front of the mourning hall, and her eyes also showed disgust.

She no longer had a place in this family. Ever since Wang Xiaoer was born, she had no status whatsoever. She lived a difficult life, like a roadside weed.

Carrying the suitcase, she quickly walked to the back door of Deng's house. Although she was in excruciating pain all over her body, she still carried the suitcase and walked a long way before hailing a rickshaw to take her to the house that Zhang Tianhao had given her.

Half an hour later, we arrived at the house, opened the door, and carried the suitcase inside.

Looking at the small courtyard with only two rooms and a kitchen, which is only about two acres in size, it is enough.

The yard is small, only about 20 square meters, and the house is also small, about 80 or 90 square meters, including the kitchen.

This may become her home in the future.

I tidied up a bit, putting away all my belongings, clothes, and money.

If it weren't for the blankets here, she might not even have blankets.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang."

She was truly grateful to him this time; he had given her a place to shelter from the wind and rain, so that at least she wouldn't be without a place to stay.

She gave a wry smile, then locked the door again, picked up her empty suitcase, got into a rickshaw, and headed straight for her old home.

At least now, she doesn't need that home anymore.

……

At home, Zhang Tianhao sat in the backyard, watching the sun that was about to set, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

“Young Master, Wang Xiaole really did move out of his house. He carried a box and put all his things in the small courtyard you gave him. Now he’s back home.”

"That's good, at least we have a place to stay, so we won't be homeless."

He was quite satisfied, and then waved his hand to let the guards leave. After all, monitoring and finding out the situation was enough; there was no need to do anything more.

"Young Master, we've investigated, and her situation in the Wang family isn't very good. Should we help her?"

"No need, this is enough. If she can stand up, there's still hope for her. If she can't stand up on her own, then there's nothing we can do, right?"

"I see!"

The guards stepped aside, and Zhang Tianhao went to the bathroom to take a shower. After all, he still wanted to chat and play cards with He Qiao'er and the others, since he would be leaving again in the middle of the night, and this time he would probably be gone for another day and night.

After taking a shower, Zhang Tianhao went straight to the room and saw the four women still playing cards. When they saw him come in, they all blushed.

"Should I join too?"

"Sure, but can you beat the four of us?"

"Of course no problem!"

He smiled and joined the poker game, and time passed little by little. He was full of energy and showed no signs of fatigue.

The four women's eyelids had started to droop at some point. (End of Chapter)