Chapter 632: Lu Zhu, Let's Speak the Truth

In an instant, Lu Zhu felt as if she had fallen into an ice pit, her whole body chilled to the bone.

"What did you say?" Lu Zhu hoped she had heard wrong.

The old lady, with her eyes half-open, gripped Lu Zhu's sleeve so tightly her hand almost formed a fist.

"You hit me, you can't run away!"

Smack.

The baked sweet potato Lu Zhu had been carrying dropped to the ground.

It was quickly trampled into a mash by the passing people, pitifully sticking to the plastic bag.

In the hospital, Lu Zhu, compelled to come along, sat on a bench, her mind in complete chaos.

Only four words remained.

Mom was right.

Being a good person never pays off.

Otherwise, her dad wouldn't have died so young, and she and her mom wouldn't have been kicked out of the house after her grandmother took the condolence money.

She wouldn't have been bullied by her uncle's family, forced to kneel and kowtow to them, exchanging their cheap sympathy for a chance to go to school.

Being a good person—