A Gilded Cage of Love - Chapter 16

“Still Ruan Yao?” The woman’s voice was calm. “Aren’t you going to change your name?”

“No need, just Ruan Yao. This name was given to me by someone who was kind to me.”

“He’s already dead-what difference does the name make? There are so many people named Ruan Yao in the world; he won’t go searching for each one.”

Besides, my real name is Ruan Yao.

“Keep this card.”

Madam Jiang said, “It’s enough for you to live in comfort for the rest of your life. Don’t blame me; blame your poor luck being born into the wrong family.”

She must have said this to many of her husband’s concubines as well.

That day, a car went over the cliff in a small county town in Guang City.

The vehicle exploded on the spot. They said a young girl was burned to death. The people from the surrounding villages all felt sorry.

Later, a man who looked well-off came around, asking everyone if they’d seen the girl in the photo. He asked for a long time.

When he found nothing, he seemed to go mad, his eyes red, and eventually collapsed, taken away by someone.

That was my plan.

It was also the deal between me and his mother.

Since I was going to leave, I would leave completely.

So completely, that there would no longer be a person like me in this world.

The way to escape your birth family is for either them to die, or for you to die.

Since things had come to this, it was better to grant everyone’s wishes.

After I left, my new phone received a message from a strange number.

[Your Parents went to the Police Station and caused a scene-unbelievable.

But I had someone pretend to be your teacher and gave them 900,000. Consider it your filial piety. They seemed satisfied.]

I let out a bitter laugh and said nothing more.

By then, I had already settled in a small town on the outskirts of Guang City.

Not far from the city center here.

And quite close to where Auntie Zhou lived.

I saw her from a distance once, but didn’t dare to approach.

I holed up in this small town for three months, completely changed my pen name, spent my days writing stories and enjoying the sea breeze.

In the second month, I started writing “Those Years Related to You.”

In the third month, I was suddenly struck by the realization that ever since I’d come from Gangcheng, my period hadn’t come.

I was pregnant.