Behind a small mound by the riverbank, two dark figures huddled together, whispering heatedly.
"You dead girl, if anyone finds out, your mother's going to be killed because of you."
"Mom, they won't. It was already dark, and there wasn't a soul by the river."
"Did she see your face?"
"No. I sprinkled the powder from behind her. Before she could react, I knocked her out."
"Mom, has the person my uncle sent arrived yet?"
"The tricycle is waiting by the back gate of our house. They should be here soon."
"I told your uncle that you'd rather die than marry into that family, so he gave me a packet of powder and told me to knock you out and send you straight to the Wang Family. Once it became a done deal, it would be too late for you to make a fuss. But who would've thought you..."
"Mom, doesn't the Wang Family just want a wife for their idiot son? Wouldn't any woman do?"
"Qiaoqiao, maybe we should just forget it?"
"No matter how I think about it, this still feels unsafe. If things really blow up afterward and they trace it back to us, we'll be in trouble."
"They won't. Like you said, once it's a done deal, would Su Qiao, that bitch, really have the nerve to make a fuss? Apart from accepting her fate, there's nothing she can do."
Inside the half-tied hemp sack, Su Qiao lazily yawned.
Qiao'er, I'm seriously worried about their intelligence.
Given the host's personality, they actually imagined she'd accept her fate?
They'd have a better chance waiting for Gold Bean to rain from the sky.
*Enough nonsense. Check the evidence and records of Su Qiaoqiao's maternal uncle selling formal and temporary jobs and accepting bribes. I'll go get them myself