When Ji Niandong woke up, she couldn't believe it. She thought she would be strangled to death, but surprisingly, she was still alive.
"You're awake?" The nun who brought her meals every day asked in broken Chinese from the side.
This nun had never spoken to her before, and Ji Niandong only found out today that she could speak Chinese, "I'm still alive?"
The nun spoke excitedly, mixing English and Chinese, "You woke up, that's amazing! Just now I heard a noise and came in to find you fainted. That lady said to take good care of you. She's already gone!"
"Thank you!"
"I'm Jessi, responsible for taking care of you. May God wish everyone health and peace."
Ji Niandong didn't have much strength to talk to her, her mind filled with Tong Songlin's words, that hateful look, the desire to kill her, and those disgusting words.
She didn't dare exist in this world. She was a product of chaos, is that why she hates her so much and finds herself disgusting?
