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Chapter 872: Chapter 856: Unaware of the Mistake Chapter 872: Chapter 856: Unaware of the Mistake Yet, Ren Ying remained completely oblivious to everything else, her worries were constantly fixed on Wu Liangliang.

So, what exactly had she overlooked?

“Dad, Mom…”

When Ren Ying suddenly looked up, she saw her parents from the Ren Family standing not far away.

They had obviously emerged earlier than them and had even changed their clothes.

Both appeared to have lost weight and looked much older.

If they had known it would come to this, if they had been aware of the eventual outcome, they probably wouldn’t have agreed to it in the first place, resulting in them losing more than they had gained.

Ren Ying hurriedly ran over and embraced her mother, bursting into loud weeping.

The grievance she had endured, the pain she had felt along the way, the unfair treatment she suffered these days had all led her to the edge of collapse.

Had she not been released, she might have truly broken down, even gone mad.

Ren’s mother cried just as hard as Ren Ying, while Ren’s father stood to the side, his face a picture of defeat, as if he had lost a great part of his spirit, becoming nearly lifeless.

“Let’s go, let’s go home first.” Ren’s mother consoled Ren Ying, “I knew Ren Li wouldn’t dare do anything to us, let her have the guts to send her own parents to jail along with the others.

Let’s see if she dares to make her own parents go to prison.

Isn’t she afraid of being struck by lightning?”

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Listening to her mother, Ren Ying’s heart felt slightly more at ease.

Yes, Ren Li wouldn’t dare, she definitely wouldn’t dare.

No matter what, she wouldn’t send her own parents to prison—that would indeed be asking for a lightning strike.

Thus, she hadn’t worried too much when she was taken in; she had always known she would be released.

However, for some reason, once she was free, the weight on her mind only grew heavier, and she didn’t know why.

“Mom…

where is Liangliang?

Do you know where Liangliang is?”

Wu’s mother, hearing the name Wu Liangliang, also stopped complaining and ran over to ask about her grandson’s whereabouts.

How was her Liangliang?

Was the root of the Wu Family still intact?

“Liangliang is at the Beijing General Hospital,” Ren’s mother had only just come out as well, having found out this much.

They hadn’t had time to go there yet; they were all waiting for Ren Ying and others to be released.

“Why is he there?”

Ren Ying cried out in desperation, “Wasn’t the surgery already successful?

Why was he transferred there?” The General Hospital wasn’t a place just anyone could enter.

It was known for treating complicated and life-threatening diseases.

But her Liangliang had already undergone surgery, Su Haoran had said that once it was done, her son would be like any healthy person—he could run, jump, and live to a ripe old age.

So, what happened?

Why was her perfectly fine son taken to the General Hospital?

Whose idea was this?

Was it Ren Li?

Was it Ren Li?

What did she want to do to her son?

What did she want to do to her Liangliang?

If she dared to harm a single hair on her son’s head, Ren Ying would fight her to the death.

Yes, now she knew whom to fight to the death.

But had she ever thought that she had also harmed someone else’s child, Ren Li’s son?

Why then hadn’t Ren Li come seeking vengeance?

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Ren’s mother couldn’t answer any of the questions Ren Ying asked because she didn’t know the reasons herself.

She had only been released a few hours earlier than Ren Li, hours they had used to change clothes and take a bath before coming over.

As for why Wu Liangzhou was there, she didn’t know—not because she didn’t want to, but because she really couldn’t find out.

“Why even ask these questions?”

The Ren father, at this moment, listening to the wailing of these women, felt nothing but biting irony.

“If you want to know the reason, why not just go over there?

What’s the use of crying here?”

“Dad…”

The coldness in her father’s words made Ren Ying glare at him furiously.

How could he speak like this, behave like this as a grandfather?

Hadn’t he always treasured her Liangliang, treated him as if he were his lifeblood?

How could he now be so indifferent?

It wasn’t just anyone; this was his grandson, his own flesh and blood.

“It’s better to go and see than to cry here.”

Ren’s father truly regretted, how did he ever have such a daughter?

If he had known she would be such a troublemaker, he should never have kept her; no, he should never have married Ren’s mother and had such a daughter who even at this time, fails to have a sense of responsibility, complaining about others without recognizing her own faults.

But did they know where they went wrong, did they understand?

Shouldn’t they be apologizing to Ren Li now, on their knees or in tears?

Ren Ying was not heartless.

He could guarantee that if they did this, if they truly realized their faults,

Ren Li would forgive them.

But as soon as he said this, Ren’s mother began berating him, refusing to apologize to Ren Li unto death.

It was all Ren Li’s fault; what child sues their own parents?

She’d rather disown that daughter than humble herself before Ren Li.

Besides, what wrong had she done?

Such an attitude from Ren’s mother also made Ren’s father realize that in this lifetime, his wife would likely never understand what she had done wrong.

When it would be too late to make amends, then longing for a return to the past, she would find it too late.

There’s no medicine for regret in this world, and sometimes, no way to turn back.

Life is such that once you take the wrong path, if you don’t turn back in time, you only drift further and further away.

And Ren’s father just watched, with a cold eye, as Ren’s mother, Ren Ying, and Wu’s mother cursed Ren Li, completely oblivious to their own errors, unaware of their wrongs, their immorality.

Wu Bin had been silent all this while, standing off to the side, his thoughts inscrutable, as if Wu Liangliang was someone else’s child, having absolutely nothing to do with him.

Despite the weather, bearing down on them with the midday sun, under nearly twenty degrees Celsius, the occasional chill in his eyes seemed to cast a frosty coldness, like the drifting snowflakes of a winter day.

Now, beside coldness, he bore a peculiarity difficult for ordinary people to understand.

“Wu Bin,” Ren Ying quickly came over and grabbed his sleeve, “please go start the car.

We should go see Liangliang first, I’m worried about him.”

In the past, even without Ren Ying’s words, Wu Bin would have already been eager to see his son.

But now, his indifference went unnoticed; had their minds been damaged during the days they were locked up, or had everyone’s minds been spoiled altogether?