Since Zhuang Yan broke off the engagement and left home, Tang Jing has never seen him again. It's as if he disappeared into thin air. She can't get through to him on the phone, and no one answers when she calls him using the driver's or maid's phone.

Because she couldn't see Zhuang Yan, Tang Jing started having frequent nightmares. She dreamed of a little girl with pigtails, wearing a red dress, sucking her fingers, looking up at her quietly.

"Who are you?"

"Mom, it's me, Xiao Ke! It's the Xiao Ke you've been asking for every day! Don't you recognize me?"

Xiao Ke?

"No, I'm not your mother, get out..."

"Mom, don't you want me anymore? Fine, I'll leave..."

As soon as the little girl finished speaking, her head fell off. Her round little head rolled and rolled on the ground until it reached Tang Jing's toes. Tang Jing looked down and met the little girl's dark eyes.

When a person is terrified to the extreme, they become silent and unable to make a sound.

The little girl grinned and said, "Mommy, I've rolled over here."

Tang Jing woke up from a nightmare with a terrible scream, which was chilling to hear in the middle of the night.

She clutched her long hair, tearing at her scalp, her eyes darting around in terror, as if she could see something "in" the darkness.

Zhuang Zhongming, who was sleeping next door, was woken up by the noise. Helpless, he got up, pushed open the door, and sure enough, saw Tang Jing lying on the floor.

"Wife." He walked over, pretending to be a good husband, hugged her, and gently comforted her, "It's okay, you had a nightmare, don't be afraid."

"I saw Xiao Ke."

"Xiao Ke is dead."

"Yes, she's dead, but I see her every night. She's on my shoulder, standing in front of me, covered in blood. I can't get rid of her. Call Zhuang Yan back! Only he can get rid of Xiao Ke."

In the years since Zhuang Yan returned to the Zhuang family, Tang Jing has managed to stabilize his condition by "torturing" him. Just when his body was slowly recovering, this happened.

Tang Jing's condition is now more serious than before. She locks herself in her room, looking around in a daze, and keeps saying that "ghosts" will come to harm her.

Have you ever heard the saying "fortune's wheel turns, and it turns to death"? She killed her own daughter, so her daughter will drag her down to hell to claim her life.

At first, Zhuang Zhongming was able to patiently comfort her, hold her while she slept at night, and hug her tightly and kiss her forehead when she woke up from a nightmare.

It was alright for a day or two, but for a week, Tang Jing couldn't sleep properly, and when she lost control of her emotions, she would even scratch Zhuang Zhongming.

Zhuang Zhongming knew he had work to do the next day, so after maintaining his "doting husband" persona for two days, he moved to the guest room next door and slept with earplugs in. No matter how much Tang Jing shouted, he pretended not to hear. Tonight, he had simply forgotten to bring his earplugs.

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Mentioning Zhuang Yan, Zhuang Zhongming's face turned very ugly. Fearing that Tang Jing would go crazy, he had never told her that he and Zhuang Yan had already signed a letter of severance.

Tang Jing tore at Zhuang Zhongming's pajamas, screaming hoarsely as if possessed, constantly calling out Zhuang Yan's name and saying she would make him pay with his life.

She shifted all the blame onto Zhuang Yan, constantly suppressing, abusing, brainwashing, and using violence against him to force him to compromise. Once Zhuang Yan admitted that he had killed his sister and was sorry to his family, Tang Jing would get the ultimate satisfaction.

This kind of thing always works, but what she didn't know was that Zhuang Yan was no longer the Zhuang Yan of the past. He already knew the truth, and after being reborn, he couldn't wait to sever ties with them.

Even if Tang Jing were to jump off a building and commit suicide right now, he still wouldn't come back.

Zhuang Yan will no longer let them manipulate her. She can only fool Tang Jing for a while, not forever.

Zhuang Zhongming was also irritable and restless late at night. He gripped Tang Jing's shoulders tightly and said, "Stop shouting. Zhuang Yan won't be coming back. He has cut ties with us."

Tang Jing's face contorted in pain, her voice trailing off as she stared blankly at Zhuang Zhongming: "He's my son! Who gave him permission to sever ties with me?! I don't believe it! I won't agree!"

"Whether you believe it or not, he's not coming back. Tang Jing, that's enough. Stop pretending to be crazy."

Tang Jing raised her hand and slapped Zhuang Zhongming hard. "You're the crazy one, you're the stupid one! If you want to sever ties with me after you bring Zhuang Yan back, then he should die. I'll personally skin him alive, pull out his tendons, and break his bones. Only then can he make me pay for the pain of giving birth to him!"

Zhuang Chongming shoved her away, his face filled with disgust: "I've already signed a letter of severance with him, and I've issued a notice all over the internet. He's no longer my son."

Tang Jing kept saying she wouldn't agree, and took out her phone to call Zhuang Yan, but she still couldn't get through, just like during the day.

Zhuang Zhongming was getting annoyed and wanted to fight, but he was afraid of the endless argument that would follow, so he decided to ignore it and strode out of the bedroom.

Tang Jing was chasing after him, calling out to him, but he pretended not to hear her. He quickly entered the guest room, closed and locked the door, and ignored Tang Jing's commotion.

He put on his earplugs, and the world finally became quiet.

Zhuang Chongming was becoming increasingly impatient with Tang Jing. When Zhuang Yan was around, things were alright; he took on most of the damage. As long as he coaxed her, Tang Jing would become normal again, very gentle, and very dependent on him.

After Zhuang Yan left, this dependence became a constraint. Sometimes Zhuang Zhongming would think maliciously that if Tang Jing continued to be so crazy, she might as well be dead.

If it were another woman, she could not only bear him children, but also help his career.

A fierce glint flashed in Zhuang Chongming's eyes. He couldn't possibly spend his whole life with such a crazy woman. Tang Jing was old, her beauty had faded, her health was poor, and she was unable to have children.

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