AMRWFA -Chapter 417 The Man in the Trash Bin

Jiang Yangran loved Jing Lecheng, but not to the extent that she would willingly let him kill her and still feel no resentment.

Even less did she love him enough to bear his child and treat that child as something less than human.

That night, Jiang Yangran slept through a nightmare-filled sleep.

All night long, she was questioned by a ghostly, sinister child:

“Why did you make me be born into your belly?”

“Why did you make me be born into your belly?”

“Why did you make me be born into your belly?”

“Couldn’t you at least find me a better father?”

…

When she woke up, Jiang Yangran thought: yes… why couldn’t she give her future child a better father?

Why did it have to be Jing Lecheng?

People always said a child was the crystallization of love—but if love turned out like this, then she definitely didn’t want to be that “child.”

When Ruan Yaoyao saw she was awake, she asked what she wanted for breakfast and whether she wanted something good.

Jiang Yangran felt there was a double meaning in her words.

“I don’t know what counts as good.”

“Alright, I’ll order for you.”

Ruan Yaoyao directly ordered breakfast for her. By the time Jiang Yangran finished washing up, the food had already been delivered.

The breakfast came on a trolley, arranged like works of art. A colorful fruit platter like an oil painting; golden croissants kissed by sunlight; and oatmeal porridge exuding a faint milky aroma, sprinkled with nuts, almond flakes, and crushed walnuts. Everything looked incredibly appetizing.

Strangely, although Jiang Yangran had never encountered food like this before, just one look made her feel she would definitely like it.

And indeed, when she tasted it, she was instantly conquered by the rich, smooth texture of the oatmeal—each bite felt like a gift from nature.

She thought: this suits her taste perfectly… how could this woman understand her so well?

Even she didn’t understand herself this well.

If not for the fact she could hear Ruan Yaoyao’s thoughts, Jiang Yangran would have almost believed that the other person truly liked her and was trying to pursue her.

Sigh…

Someone so perfectly matched to her… why wasn’t it that kind of relationship?

“Sister… I really could.”

After finishing breakfast, Jiang Yangran picked up her phone, only to realize it had been out of battery all night. No wonder she hadn’t received any calls from Jing Lecheng.

She had assumed he simply hadn’t called.

She borrowed a charger from Ruan Yaoyao.

After turning the phone back on, she discovered something even more unsettling—Jing Lecheng had not called her at all.

As if a young woman disappearing overnight meant nothing.

She felt a bit uncomfortable.

Ruan Yaoyao silently observed Jiang Yangran, occasionally complaining inwardly about her boyfriend. Every critique hit the mark precisely.

After all, she could see the “detail page.”

【She didn’t go home all night, and he didn’t even make a single call. Tsk tsk…】

【He has time to care about other people though—sending someone home after overtime, all attentive and considerate—but when it comes to Jiang Yangran, he doesn’t care at all?】

【No comparison, no harm.】

【No wonder he can stab her to death in the future without hesitation… not a trace of affection.】

【Even the child is pitiful… father kills mother, gets abused, ends up scavenging trash at age three or four…】

【Eating one meal while starving the next… no wonder he ends up full of hatred and becomes an “entity.”】

Yes—this world had “entities.”

People were not simply gone after death.

Especially those who died unjustly, full of resentment or unwillingness—grievances would accumulate and form beings called “entities,” also known as vengeful spirits or malicious ghosts.

Jiang Yangran’s son was actually the protagonist of the book Good man, Bad woman.

It told the story of his miserable childhood, the suffering and injustice he endured, and how he eventually died full of resentment—transforming into a vengeful spirit.

Yes, it was a tragedy novel.

A world of misery.

And Jiang Yangran herself? She was just a background character—barely surviving a few chapters.

Just as Ruan Yaoyao had “revealed” yesterday, she had been labeled with countless tags: promiscuous, morally loose, unfaithful, disobedient…

That was why Jing Lecheng killed her—because she “behaved badly,” provoking him until he “accidentally” killed her.

As for why Jing Lecheng treated the child poorly, it was because the child carried Jiang Yangran’s blood. Every time he saw him, he was reminded of betrayal, and he vented his resentment onto him.

Of course he still “loved” the child—otherwise he would have abandoned him long ago.

Ruan Yaoyao was speechless when she saw this.

Was it really love? Or just wanting free labor?

Or fear of gossip if he abandoned the child?

Or simply treating him as a retirement investment?

Keeping the child was definitely not out of love.

【Even after someone dies, they still get blamed… I wonder if that child will ever resent Jiang Yangran…】

Jiang Yangran: “……”

So miserable!

Sister, can you please stop saying that?

You already said it yesterday!

But Jiang Yangran didn’t dare say it out loud. If she did, she might lose the ability to hear Ruan Yaoyao’s thoughts.

After all, words can lie—but thoughts cannot.

That was exactly why she so easily trusted Ruan Yaoyao and stayed by her side.

“Sis, I want to ask you for a favor.”

“What is it?”

“I want to go home to get some things, but I’m a little scared alone. Can you come with me?”

“Sure!”

Ruan Yaoyao immediately showed obvious joy.

【Is she finally breaking up with him?】

【Hahaha… this is great!】

【Girl, break up already. If you don’t, I’m afraid you’ll die at his hands.】

…

Jing Lecheng’s financial situation was poor. Even with Jiang Yangran’s support, they could not afford a good place to live.

So after staying one night in a five-star hotel, Jiang Yangran felt slightly embarrassed to bring Ruan Yaoyao to their rundown neighborhood.

How bad was it?

A slum-level area.

Ruan Yaoyao had already seen it in Jiang Yangran’s “detail page,” so she wasn’t surprised. She was just shocked at how extreme the wealth gap in this world was.

For a woman with a normal job earning only a few thousand a month, this was the only place she could live?

It wasn’t like the “urban villages” of reality—it was a mix of dangerous old housing, unfinished buildings, and illegally expanded structures.

The drainage system was poor, or perhaps people simply lacked hygiene—dirty water was dumped everywhere. The moment she entered, Ruan Yaoyao smelled a foul stench and wanted to cover her nose and run.

She thought Jiang Yangran would be used to it after living here for years, but unexpectedly, even she looked uncomfortable upon entering.

She was just better prepared mentally.

They walked deeper inside and saw many people.

Each person had different labels above their heads—some with long “detail pages,” others with short ones.

Ruan Yaoyao quickly scanned them and saw many different things.