Chapter 175 A Secret Maneuver

And how can we make the Lu family suffer the consequences of their own actions?

When it came to the part about drugging her, she changed her tone and glossed over it lightly.

"That's so satisfying! I feel so good listening to it!"

Zou Qiuyue slapped her thigh, a look of satisfaction on her face.

But then he frowned and added through gritted teeth.

"It's such a pity that the beast only ruined one egg! It would have been better if he had ruined both of them, then we'd see how he could do evil in the future!"

Shen Cuifen remained calm.

"No, I think it's best this way."

Zou Qiuyue and Song Xiaomei were taken aback and asked in unison.

"Huh? Why?"

Shen Cuifen slowly raised her head and said, word by word.

“Think about it, if a person dies cleanly, they are relieved. But if they are left hanging in a state of neither life nor death, suffering every day, experiencing mental breakdown, physical mutilation, and unable to escape, isn’t that more agonizing and torturous than being killed with a single blow?”

They both paused for a few seconds, repeatedly pondering the sentence in their minds.

Suddenly, everything became clear.

yes!

Death is worse than life, and so is death!

That feeling of living in pain day and night is truly devastating!

"Oh my God!"

Zou Qiuyue suddenly stood up and slapped her forehead.

"We have to go back right away! If we don't, my wife and Zhongshun will go crazy with worry!"

Song Xiaomei's emotions were also noticeably more stable than before.

Although her face was still somewhat pale, there was a glimmer of light in her eyes.

Shen Cuifen looked at her, her tone gentle.

"Xiaomei, let me tell you the truth. No matter how difficult things get, don't drive yourself to suicide. It's not your fault, you don't need to carry someone else's burden for the rest of your life."

"Look at me, I'm almost forty, and even when I hit rock bottom, I still dared to start over. You're only in your early twenties, you have a long road ahead of you, what are you afraid of? What hurdle can't you overcome?"

Song Xiaomei lowered her head, and her eyes suddenly reddened.

"Auntie... I was so wrong... I shouldn't have been so foolish, I shouldn't have trusted him, and I shouldn't have... almost driven myself to my death..."

Shen Cuifen suddenly had a thought and remembered what Dr. Chen had said that day.

"When you reach a dead end in life, you must learn to turn around instead of banging your head against the wall. The wall won't collapse; you'll only fall down."

She touched the back of her head, a faint smile appearing on her lips.

I remember every word of those words correctly.

"Auntie, I understand."

Song Xiaomei raised her head, her eyes revealing a resolute determination.

"I will never do such a foolish thing again. I will never let others use my life as a bargaining chip again, nor will I place my hopes on others."

Shen Cuifen gazed into her eyes, a slight sense of relief washing over her.

She knew that he had truly taken those words to heart.

"Aunt Cuifen, thank you so much..."

Song Xiaomei suddenly gripped her hand tightly.

"If it weren't for you, we'd still be completely in the dark with Zhang Kesheng. He's been deceiving us, cheating us, and treating us like fools..."

Her throat bobbed, and her voice trembled even more violently.

"If I were really asked to take care of that pregnant woman, and one day I suddenly found out the truth... I don't dare to think about it... I really don't dare to think about it..."

Shen Cuifen shook her head, a faint smile appearing on her face.

He then turned to Zou Qiuyue, speaking naturally.

"I left the photos I took at Tang Qing Photo Studio on Yong'an Street. The owner said to pick them up in a week. If I'm not available to deliver them then, you can pick them up yourselves. Don't delay things."

Song Xiaomei immediately took out five yuan from her pocket and stuffed it into Shen Cuifen's hand.

"Cuifen, I really don't know how to thank you enough! You must accept this money; it's from my heart!"

Shen Cuifen did not refuse and reached out to take it.

"No need to thank me, let's hurry back. If we don't leave soon, Zhongshun and Brother Song will get worried."

The three of them came down from the rooftop and happened to bump into Zhang Kesheng as he walked out of the hospital.

The woman was pale and had an IV drip in her arm.

She leaned slightly against Zhang Kesheng as they walked.

Zhang Kesheng supported her with one hand and carried the IV bottle with the other.

Song Xiaomei stared intently at the backs of the two people, her pupils burning with fury.

Yes, Aunt Cuifen is right.

If she had fallen headfirst just now, all her money would have been swallowed up by that despicable couple.

There was something else that she found increasingly unsettling.

She works at the same factory as Zhang Kesheng every day, so how could he have gotten involved with this woman?

The factory regulations are very clear.

Management gets a two-day weekend, while operators only get one day off per month.

But Zhang Kesheng is clearly an operator, so why has he been missing for several weekends in a row?

At that time, she naively thought he was working overtime and felt sorry for him.

It turns out he secretly went to meet that woman!

They did it so discreetly that even his wife, with whom he lived day and night, was kept in the dark.

There must have been her mother-in-law covering for her behind the scenes.

Song Xiaomei felt a chill run through her body, a coldness shooting from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

She finally realized that the marriage was a scam from the very beginning.

Since marrying into the Zhang family, she has been more filial to her mother-in-law than to her own mother.

I get up before dawn every day to bring my mother-in-law water to wash her face and help her comb her hair and get dressed.

At the dinner table, the best dishes are always put into the mother-in-law's bowl first.

When her mother-in-law fell ill, she stayed by her bedside day and night for three days, tending to her every need without a single complaint.

But what I got in return for my sincerity was betrayal behind my back.

The mother-in-law not only knew about it, but even tacitly approved of her son keeping a mistress outside the marriage, and even helped him scheme to seize her property!

"Let's go, Xiaomei, tonight, let's go settle the score with her!"

Shen Cuifen held Song Xiaomei's hand tightly.

Song Xiaomei nodded slowly, her eyes shifting from unfocused to resolute.

She grabbed Zou Qiuyue and Shen Cuifen, turned around, and strode back to the ward.

Before entering the house, the three of them went to the water room to wash their faces.

They rubbed their cheeks vigorously, trying to wash away the tear stains and redness on their faces.

Especially Song Xiaomei.

She washed her face three times until there was no trace of crying on it before she stopped.

Shen Zhongshun's eyes instantly reddened when he saw them.

"Mom, why are you only arriving now?"

Shen Cuifen saw right through him at a glance.

She must have cried secretly.

Her heart clenched, and she knelt down to gently wipe away the tears from her son's eyes.

"Are you worried about your mother? Silly child, your mother is perfectly fine."

She teased him on purpose, trying to ease the tension.

"Didn't you say you were a man? Why are you hiding in a corner wiping away tears? A real man shouldn't cry so easily."

Unexpectedly, Shen Zhongshun's lips trembled and tears streamed down his face.

"Mom! You're not dead, are you? You were gone for so long... I... I'm so scared..."

Shen Cuifen was speechless, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

She pulled her son into her arms and gently patted his back.

"Silly child, Mom still needs to see you get married! What nonsense are you talking about? Mom is perfectly healthy, I'll live to be ninety without even breaking a sweat!"

But Shen Zhongshun didn't care; he buried his head in her chest and sobbed.

Shen Cuifen sighed, her eyes slightly reddening.

She raised her hand and gently brushed her fingertips through Shen Zhongshun's hair.

Then he patted his back repeatedly.