AMRWFA -Chapter 357 Was I the one taking the blame for someone else?

Liang Shishi and Ruan Zhihe: “……”

How did this turn into collecting a corpse?

Ru Anzhi: “……”

So I was the one taking the blame for someone else?

Then what about me and Liang Shishi…

He raised his head and looked at Liang Shishi, as if wanting to say that if that child was fake, then very likely what happened between him and Bali Si was also fake—they had all been “deceived.”

He was still clean!

Liang Shishi deliberately avoided his gaze: “……”

Why are you looking at me?

I didn’t say anything!

“Alright, stop crying. Wipe your tears first.”

Ruan Yaoyao took a small pack of tissues from her bag, pulled one out, and handed it to Bali Si as she gently comforted her, “Such beautiful eyes—if they get all red and swollen, it won’t look good.”

Ru Anzhi couldn’t believe it: Mom, she’s the one who ruined me, and you’re still being so ‘gentle’ to her?!

Bali Si sniffled softly: “Anyway, I’m not pretty. Even if I’m uglier, it’s still like this already.”

“Sigh…” Ruan Yaoyao sighed. “You really are quite pitiful. You were abandoned by your parents just because you were a girl. If the orphanage hadn’t raised you, who knows what you would’ve become. In a sense, you were actually quite lucky, weren’t you? Although your biological parents were trash, the orphanage’s ‘Mother Ba’ treated you very well, even letting you take her surname and giving you such a nice name.”

Bali Si’ heart jolted.

She had mentioned her background before just to gain Ru Anzhi’s sympathy, but she never said what her orphanage director’s surname was.

How did this woman know?

Could it be… she investigated her?!

She looked up, her eyes filled with shock. “Auntie… how do you know my director’s surname is Ba?”

“Didn’t Old San tell you? I can tell fortunes!”

Ruan Yaoyao said calmly, “Just by looking at your facial features, I can roughly see what your life path was like. You went to a public school in elementary school, and there you met the one person you were destined to love for your whole life.”

Of course, that “destined love” definitely wasn’t my son—my son has never been to Daliuchuan, so he couldn’t have met you there.”

Bali Si’ face instantly lost all color, turning as pale as paper. She moved her lips, wanting to speak, but for a moment didn’t know what to say.

“However… are you sure that man actually likes you? From your facial features, I see a rotten peach blossom.”

Ruan Yaoyao pretended not to notice anything, instead showing a puzzled expression. “The person he truly likes isn’t you, but your deskmate. He only got together with you because you threw yourself at him.”

“Impossible! He likes me! He doesn’t like Qiu Lili at all—she already had a boyfriend and even dropped out of school and got married in middle school…” Bali Si immediately panicked. How could Zhang Qiming not like her?

From elementary school to middle school, all the way until after the college entrance exam, they had always been together.

Even when they were separated, it was only because they went to different schools. But distance didn’t weaken their relationship—it made it stronger.

So after she graduated middle school, Zhang Qiming took her to live with him, and they officially became a couple.

Bali Si kept talking about how good Zhang Qiming was to her—how he gave her an umbrella on rainy days, took off his coat when it was cold, held her hand in his pocket, ate her leftovers, bought her milk tea, and brought her flowers…

“You mean the flowers he casually picked from roadside flower beds?”

“Did he ever buy you roses with his own money?”

Bali Si froze, then tried to defend him: “He didn’t have money. If he did, he definitely would’ve bought them for me.”

“Are you sure?” Ruan Yaoyao smiled faintly, with a hint of mockery. “The cigarettes you smoke cost over a hundred yuan a pack, almost a pack a day. He can afford that, but not a single rose for you? If he really wanted to, even saving a few packs of cigarettes could’ve bought you a better pair of shoes. But did he? The shoes he gave you were even second-hand—someone else didn’t want them.”

Bali Si clenched her teeth. “That’s not true! A man needs dignity outside. He needs things to maintain face.”

“So his way of maintaining face is smoking a pack-a-day, hundred-yuan cigarettes? Is he addicted to cigarettes, or addicted to expensive cigarettes? Even if he switched to cheaper ones, he could save enough for your daily meals. Then you wouldn’t have to wash dishes and work as a waitress everywhere. What you earn is barely enough for your rent together.”

Bali Si actually had a fortune in her destiny. Otherwise, after Zhang Qiming died, she wouldn’t have been able to buy a lottery ticket and win millions. Later, she casually bought houses and cars, and even ran into demolition compensation—turning millions into tens of millions.

With that money alone, she could have lived comfortably with her daughter for life.

But she was stubborn, always remembering Zhang Qiming and wanting to “avenge” him.

【Damn it!】

【Avenge my ass!】

【Zhang Qiming is not a good man at all!】

Ruan Yaoyao cursed in her heart while continuing, “Do you know where the shoes he gave you came from? From his mistress, Xiong Yanping. Even the house she’s living in was bought by Zhang Qiming.”

“Impossible!” Bali Si screamed. “Zhang Qiming said Xiong Yanping was his boss’s mistress and he was just taking care of her so she wouldn’t be discovered by the boss’s wife…”

“I’m very sure Xiong Yanping was his lover. All her expenses were paid by Zhang Qiming, and they even have a son together. The reason he gave her all his money was because she bore him a son. As for you…” Ruan Yaoyao said, “Did you two get a marriage certificate?”

“We didn’t, but we held a wedding banquet.”

“Yes—just a meal with a few of his friends. Even your wedding dress was rented by you. No marriage certificate, and you still call that marriage? People say where the money is, that’s where the love is. He says he loves you, introduces you to his friends who all call you ‘sister-in-law,’ but did he ever give you money?”

Zhang Qiming was already dead, so Ruan Yaoyao couldn’t see him personally and didn’t know exactly what kind of person he was.

But judging from everything in Bali Si’ story, he clearly wasn’t a good man.

His fate-line wasn’t even tied to Bali Si. She was merely the “compromise” he made with reality—in simpler terms, she was the woman he considered suitable for marriage in a conventional sense.

To Zhang Qiming, Bali Si was indeed “marriage material”: beautiful, a little weak, but obedient, hardworking, and capable.

She handled all household chores without him worrying, earned her own living, washed clothes, cooked, cleaned—and even when she was sick, she would go to the hospital herself.

As long as he said he had “something to do,” she would always understand him. She was practically the “ideal wife” from a fairy tale.

The only thing was… Bali Si didn’t quite look like a “traditional ideal wife.”