Wish You Well, Forget Each Other Distantly
Chapter 1
At Uncle Wen’s funeral, I fell in love with the heartbroken Ming Cheng Wen.
I poured all my love into easing his grief over losing his parents.
Until the night before our wedding, my first time in the operating room as a surgeon, I received his message: “Let’s break up.”
The surgery failed, the patient died, and the family called the police, claiming medical malpractice.
At the police station, my dad desperately defended me, but Dr. Susan Man stepped forward.
She testified that it was my mistake that led to the patient’s death.
I vehemently denied it, but Ming Cheng, standing behind Susan, delivered the fatal blow.
“I can confirm what Susan said is true, because before she entered the operating room, I broke up with her, and she lost her focus in her grief…”
It wasn’t until my dad, worried sick about me, got hit by a car and died, that I learned it was all a plot by Ming Cheng to avenge my father.
Then, I was burdened with massive compensation debts, my mom fell ill, and my sister, after being raped by debt collectors, went insane.
And then, after eight years of disappearance, Ming Cheng reappeared.
1
“Joy, this is for room 8. Could you take it? I really gotta use the restroom,”
The server from the next room shoved the dishes into my hands and ran off.
I adjusted my hair, plastered on a robotic smile, and opened the door.
But the people inside stopped me dead in my tracks. A wave of dizziness washed over me.
It was Ming Cheng, eight years gone, sitting with Susan and several others.
He just glanced at me coldly.
Susan spoke first, “Joy? What are you doing, working here?”
Her voice pulled me from my memories.
I forced a smile and slowly approached, carefully placing the dishes on the table.
“Get out,”
Ming Cheng spat coldly.
I ignored him, continuing my work.
“Sir, this is our signature crispy duck, please enjoy…”
“Get out! Didn’t you hear me?!”
Ming Cheng exploded, throwing his glass at my feet. The shards scattered.
He never looked at me.
The manager rushed in to smooth things over.
“I’m so sorry, our server was out of line. I’ll make her apologize.”
I stubbornly refused. I couldn’t apologize to the man who’d stabbed me countless times.
The manager shoved me to my knees, onto the broken glass, the shards piercing my knee.
He forced my head down.
“Apologize!”
I bit my lip until it bled, but wouldn’t speak.
Then, Ming Cheng turned, kicking the manager in the stomach.
“I can hit her, I can yell at her, but no one else can. Get out!”
Then, he knelt, gripping my jaw, forcing me to meet his gaze.
A cold smile played on his lips: “You’re still so useless. You couldn’t even hold a scalpel, now you can’t even carry a tray. Figures, that murderer for a father of yours couldn’t raise a decent kid!”
“Ming Cheng, are you back to get revenge on my family?”
“I…”
My phone rang, interrupting him.
My mom’s weak voice filled my ear.
“Joy, something’s happened.”
When I hung up, Ming Cheng was gone.
Frantically, I rushed home, to find our apartment trashed. Our already shabby place looked like it had been through a warzone.
Mom lay in bed, silently weeping.
My mentally ill sister sat in a corner, waving a fruit knife.
“Sis, so many devils, I wanna play with them, hahaha.”
I clenched my fists, fury rising at Susan, standing by the sofa.
“Why? Why won’t you leave us alone?”
Susan smiled. “Because Ming Cheng’s hatred is still so clear, and my steps can’t stop.”
“Joy, don’t blame me. I’ve loved him for twenty years. He means more to me than my own life.”
“If the only way to end his hatred is to kill us all, would you do it?”
“Why not?”
After Susan and her goons left, I approached my sister, taking the knife from her.
I hugged her close, whispering.
“Our Wanwan is the best girl. We won’t play with devils. Sister swears, we’ll never see devils again.”
“Sister’s the best! You won’t play with devils either?”
My grip tightened. The icy grip of memory returned.
2
After Dad died, I learned the truth. It was Ming Cheng’s scheme, because of a surgery my dad performed.
The patient was Ming Cheng’s mother. My dad made a mistake, causing her death, and even falsified the report, framing Ming Cheng’s father.
His father, grief-stricken, jumped to his death, in front of Ming Cheng.
So he wanted me to experience the same thing.
I never saw Ming Cheng again after that.
My mom suffered a brain hemorrhage at Dad’s funeral. The doctor warned me, “Treatment will cost at least thirty thousand, and she suffered massive bleeding. Even if the surgery is successful, she might be paralyzed for life. Be prepared.”
Desperately, I borrowed money from a loan shark, totaling 5.3 million including compensation.
My reputation was ruined, no hospital would hire me, my sister was in college, and Mom was paralyzed. I couldn’t repay the debt.
One night, after work, I saw debt collectors stripping my sister naked.
“No! Stop!”
I was pinned down, helpless, while my sister was beaten.
A bald man smiled, “Never had a college girl before. I’ll waive this month’s interest!”
He raped my sister.
Her screams haunt me still.
Afterwards, he licked his lips.
“You can’t pay? I’ll take your sister. She’s almost enough to cover the interest.”
I screamed, “No! Please, I’ll pay you!”
“Pay with what? You’re nothing! Take her!”
As they took my sister, I yelled, “Take me! Take me instead! Leave her!”
The bald man yanked my hair.
“Wow, big sis is pretty. Let’s all have some fun.”
They threw my sister aside, pinning me down.
I don’t remember how many men were inside me, or how long it lasted.
I only remember biting my lip to stop myself from screaming.
Seeing my weeping mother and trembling sister, I shook my head.
“Don’t cry. Don’t look.”
Then, they took me, leaving me in a small room.
A week later, I returned home to the stench of filth. My sister played with her own feces.
“Sister, the devils are bad. Don’t play with them.”
She was insane.
I wiped my mother’s tears.
“Mom, don’t cry. It’s okay. I’ll take you away from here.”
3
To leave the city, I needed money. I quit my job.
The manager frowned, “Mr. Wen sent someone to tell us not to trouble you. Now you’re quitting? This is insubordination.”
“What’s your relationship with him?”
I saw Ming Cheng in the shadows.
“No relationship. I don’t know him.”
I left. He was gone.
My heart raged, but I stayed calm.
Ming Cheng, we’re done.
Let me go, and let yourself go.
I went to an underground clinic. They sold eggs internationally. I needed money.
“You’re just in time. A buyer wants them, good price.”
I agreed.
They took me to a basement. It was cramped but well-equipped.
I lay on the table, legs spread, feeling cold metal inside me.
Something was wrong. The doctor wasn’t just extracting eggs, he was destroying my uterus!
Terror seized me. I struggled.
The doctor calmly tightened the restraints.
I recognized his eyes through his mask. It was the loan shark broker!
He was Susan’s suitor, and she had orchestrated the loans.
I stopped struggling. As long as I lived, nothing else mattered.
His voice: “Almost done. Hang in there.”
I endured the pain, wanting to remember every moment.
Then, a crash! The door burst open!
4
A figure stormed in, knocking the doctor down.
A black coat covered me. The restraints came off.
“Get dressed!”
Ming Cheng’s voice was furious. He grabbed the doctor, pressing him against the wall.
He held a scalpel.
“Good at surgery, huh? Guess what? I am too.”
He stabbed the doctor’s abdomen, twisting the knife.
“Did she hurt like this?”
Seeing him about to strike again, I stopped him.
“Ming Cheng, it’s not worth it.”
He threw my hand away. I fell to the ground.
“Joy, you’re still so self-righteous! I just don’t want you to die at someone else’s hands!”
He scooped me up, carrying me out.
He threw me in the backseat, pinning me down.
“Joy, how could you be so shameless!”
“You want to sell your eggs? Fine. Sell them to me. Name your price!”
I pushed against his chest, avoiding his eyes.
“Ming Cheng, Dad’s gone! Please, let me go.”
“Let you go? Who will let me go?!”
“You know what? I used to hate your dad. But these past eight years abroad, all I hate is you! You’re like a ghost I can’t shake! Can you let me go?!”
He held my face, forcing me to look at his red eyes.
“I said, name your price!”
Under those eyes I once loved, I gave up.
“Fifty thousand. Arrange the surgery.”
He laughed.
“Fifty thousand? Cheap. No surgery needed. I’ll take it myself.”
He ripped my pants.
I struggled.
“No, Ming Cheng! Don’t touch me! I’m dirty!”
He froze. “What do you mean?”
I laughed bitterly. He wouldn’t have heard about me. Susan wouldn’t have told him.
Let me tell him. Let him know how many men had been inside me.
Then he’ll leave me alone.
