The Blessed Beauty Returns with a Dimension

Wu Fei took the watch and went home; it was late today.

Looking at the watch, it was already past ten o'clock. Grandpa and Grandma should be asleep.

When she got home, sure enough, the lights in the living room were off.

Wu Fei tiptoed upstairs, afraid the wooden floor would wake Grandpa and Grandma.

The elderly have light sleep.

She walked to the door of Grandpa and Grandma's room, listening closely.

Indeed, there was no sound. It seemed they were asleep.

Wu Fei tiptoed towards her own room.

"Old Wu, are you really that heartless? Weiguo is your most beloved son, and now he's like this—we have an unshirkable responsibility. He's getting out of prison tomorrow. If even his parents and family don't go to pick him up, what is he supposed to do?"

The old lady's voice was filled with heartbreak.

Wu Fei paused.

Weiguo? The most beloved child?

Who was being talked about?

It seemed like her uncle was called Wu Weiguo.

All these years, Grandpa and Grandma, as well as Mom and Dad, never mentioned Uncle. When the kids in the family asked, Mom and Dad replied that Uncle had gone abroad during the movement and never returned.

Wu Fei always thought her uncle had gone abroad, that he was someone they could not mention.

But how come now it was about getting out of prison?

Could it be that Uncle did something bad back then? Otherwise, Grandma wouldn't have said it like this.

"You still say that! Do you not know what that beast did back then? He got mixed up with those people and even performed surgery on them, fully aware that such people deserve to die. Do you know what kind of nature that act entails?

Treason...! That he wasn't sentenced to death was due to the government's leniency. Do you think if you bring him back, he'll truly reform? You're well aware, I've told him time and again to hand over that list.

But he just refuses to hand it over.

He's this stubborn and obstinate, he's simply not my son. I have no such heartless son."

"Maybe he's innocent, he said he didn't do it, why don't you believe him? You're his father, if even you don't believe him, who can help him? Was it really entirely his fault at that time, under those circumstances? A lot of wrongful convictions exist; who knows if he's truly innocent?"

The old lady's voice suddenly rose.

Wu Fei was bewildered, treason!?

My god, it's not what I thought, right? Could Uncle actually be a trai... of the country?

No wonder Dad and Mom, Grandpa and Grandma, and not even the uncles ever mentioned this. This was too big of an issue.

"Even if he were wronged, why wouldn't he bring it up? He should explain; if he were wronged, he should present evidence to prove he wasn't. But he always stays silent. I've talked to him many times. He remains speechless; isn't silence a tacit admission if a person has a guilty conscience? How can I help him? You think I don't want to help him? How many times have I painstakingly reasoned with him, but what about him?"

"But now you can't just leave him like this, he's getting out. If nobody from the family picks him up, are you going to let him sleep on the street?"

"I'm telling you, as long as I'm in this house, he cannot be here. Unless he clears up the matter, he cannot return to this house, and I refuse to recognize him as my son."

"You..."

"Getting angry and arguing with me is useless. Let me tell you the truth. My old war comrades and friends have analyzed this matter with me. It's almost certain that your son is guilty of this. It's not that I want to give up on him; it's that he simply doesn't want to change; he has no remorse."

"But have you considered that if you bring him home, maybe the care and warmth from the family might make him want to enjoy the current family love, make him want to continue this kind of life, and he would then confess to the things from the past that you've always wanted him to but he hasn't?"

"Hasn't he been the one who suffered the most all these years? The one who sacrificed the most for this family, wasn't it him? Wasn't he the first to step forward in the face of life and death back then?"

The old lady was very emotional.

Wu Fei leaned against the wall, quietly listening.

"If you want to bring him back, then bring him back, but I don't want to see him."

The old man replied in a low voice; was this already a concession?

The old lady sighed, "I know you don't want to see him. Let him stay in our old house, is that okay?"

"Do whatever you want! I'm going to sleep."

The room became quiet.

It was a while before Wu Fei stepped back to her room.

Her heart pounded erratically.

She had not expected such a secret in their family.

Others thought Grandpa's eldest son had long since passed away; outsiders didn't know the inner details.

She also thought Uncle had fled abroad; naturally, such things couldn't be told to outsiders to avoid implicating the family.

She wondered how the organization didn't know about this.

Now she realized it was not the case at all.

What did this Uncle actually do back then to be imprisoned?

From this, it seemed to be something with enormous impact.

He would be released tomorrow, meaning she would see Uncle herself then.

The next morning, when Wu Fei got up, the house was quiet.

Wu Fei didn't know when this uncle would return, but she couldn't remain at home like this.

She planned to find Song Moting; an apology should be made early, and debts she owed should be repaid.

Besides, she truly wanted to see Jiang Xiaoxiao.

Even though that woman never gave her a good face, she really liked her character.

She liked people who were unafraid of authority, righteous in both conduct and dealings, and stood for justice.

The most important thing was that even when she bullied her, the other party fought back without hesitation.

Meeting strength with strength.

Wu Fei found Jiang Xiaoxiao's home address.

How did she get Jiang Xiaoxiao's address?

Needless to say, with the power her parents wielded, if she wanted to look up a person, it was not a difficult task.

Shamelessly, she initially found this address to retaliate against Jiang Xiaoxiao, but later truly reflected on her own awfulness in doing things.

Under her parents' stern counsel, Wu Fei finally felt she should become a normal person.

She shouldn't oppress others with authority; using power to bully others wasn't something Wu Fei should do.

She had the driver take her to the alley where Jiang Xiaoxiao lived; seeing the narrow alley and the dilapidated houses around, she truly realized Jiang Xiaoxiao came from humble beginnings.

It was different from the girl she imagined. Although from a humble origin, the confidence in her gaze, her imposing pride, made Wu Fei feel inferior.

She wondered how Jiang Xiaoxiao's parents had raised her.

Standing outside the courtyard, Wu Fei hesitated a bit.

Would her sudden arrival end up with Jiang Xiaoxiao confronting her and giving her a scolding?

With her own personality, a meeting between the two would definitely be like Mars crashing into Earth, sparks flying.

But since she came all this way, if she didn't do it today, she'd feel she'd let herself down.

Her parents educated her so much; Jiang Xiaoxiao indeed was someone she owed, and if she didn't repay this huge kindness, she felt she couldn't be at peace with herself.