Luo Yang didn't dare to look Li Meilin in the eye. He turned his face away and said, "Mom, don't blame me. I... I was just doing it for the good of our family."

As he spoke, a hint of reproach crept into his voice: "If you had just signed obediently, none of this would have happened, Mom. I told you you have no sense of propriety!"

Li Meilin felt utterly powerless, as if she had lost the strength to resist. She was completely disappointed in Luo Yang, the child she had carried for ten months and given birth to with half her life.

Afraid she would struggle, Luo Gaoyuan called out, "Mom! Don't just stand there! Come over and help hold her down on the other side, I'll use her hand to hold the pen and sign!"

After hesitating for a few seconds, the mother-in-law rushed over and helped Luo Gaoyuan hold Li Meilin down. She couldn't help but nag, "Meilin, don't blame us. You can't just watch Yangyang live a miserable life after Gaoyuan divorces you, can you?"

Li Meilin's eyes were bloodshot. She spat and gritted her teeth, "You can't bear to see him suffer, so you come to exploit me? Do I owe the Gao family anything?"

The fairy is right! There isn't a single good person in the Gao family!

She regretted it!

She should have listened to the fairy godmother and filed for divorce immediately upon discovering Luo Gaoyuan's infidelity! Instead of giving him chances again and again!

The mother-in-law got angry: "Why don't you owe the Gao family anything? My son has worked hard all these years to earn money to support the family. You eat my son's food and use my son's money. What's wrong with asking you to sign a document to help us get a loan?!"

"I'm telling you! You must sign this today! Otherwise, don't even think about leaving the Gao family's house!"

While feeling sorrow for herself, Li Meilin struggled even more fiercely. She knew very well that she could not sign this word; if she did, her life would be over!

Li Meilin's fingernails were broken, and her ten fingers were covered in blood. In addition, she was uncooperative and could not hold a pen at all.

Enraged, Luo Gaoyuan used all his strength to shove the pen into her hand, gripping it tightly. Veins bulged on his forehead as he slowly aimed the pen at the documents spread out on the table.

Li Meilin's strength was no match for that of three adults. As the first stroke of the painting was completed, she felt both desperate and powerless, struggling desperately.

Looking at the crooked line and then at Li Meilin who was completely uncooperative, Luo Gaoyuan felt a surge of anger. He grabbed the ashtray on the table and smashed it over her head, yelling, "Can't you at least cooperate a little?!"

With a "bang," the ashtray that had hit Li Meilin's head was deflected by a golden light, and Luo Gaoyuan's hand bounced back, hitting his own head and opening a large gash in it.

Luo Gaoyuan screamed in agony: "Ah—! My head!"

"My son!" The mother-in-law was shocked and, disregarding Li Meilin, rushed to check on Luo Gaoyuan's condition.

Luo Yang was also taken aback and rushed forward: "Dad, are you alright? Are you okay? I'll call 120 for you right now!"

Li Meilin didn't know what was going on, but she knew this was a golden opportunity to escape. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to her, she picked up her bag from the ground, turned around, and ran out as fast as she could.

Luo Gaoyuan, feeling dizzy, pointed at her retreating figure and exclaimed, "Never mind me! Go and drag her back to sign this document! Oh dear!"

"What time is it and you're still thinking about signing! You're bleeding! Son, lie down!" The mother-in-law was extremely anxious, her eyes and heart were only on Luo Gaoyuan.

Luo Yang stirred, the image of Li Meilin's desperate gaze flashing before his eyes, but ultimately he didn't chase after her.

Having escaped, Li Meilin ran out of the residential area and ran a long way before stopping. She was trembling all over, breathing rapidly, and tears were falling uncontrollably.

She took out her phone, her blood-stained fingers struggling to tap the screen, and dialed 110 with trembling hands: "Hello, I want to report a crime. Luo Gaoyuan forced me to take out a loan through illegal and violent means..."

After the police agreed to dispatch officers, Li Meilin's body went limp and she collapsed to the ground. She groped for the pocket where the amulet was kept, but only found a handful of dust.

Looking at the dust on her palm, Li Meilin realized why Luo Gaoyuan had hit her on the head. She laughed and cried at the same time, feeling incredibly grateful to Nan Yuanman.

The little fairy saved her own life.

Li Meilin took a deep breath, gritted her teeth to calm herself down, and dialed the divorce lawyer's number again.

This time, she will not give Luo Gaoyuan any more chances!

As for her son Luo Yang, she didn't want him anymore!

-

On the other side.

After eating and drinking to her heart's content, Nan Yuanman sipped the soy milk given to her by the breakfast shop owner, her ears twitching slightly.

Just now, the merit in her spiritual altar seemed to have increased a lot. Some of it came from converting the wedding dress ghost, and some of it seemed to have come from Li Meilin.

Nan Yuanman closed her eyes and looked inward at her spiritual platform. At that time, her spiritual platform was golden, surrounded by starlight and merit power, with a colorful glass heart in the very center.

Below the colorful glass heart, a tiny golden figure sat cross-legged, with the power of merit circling around it.

When Nan Yuanman touched the merit power that had just drifted over, he suddenly discovered that the golden light of merit given by Li Meilin seemed to have an additional trace of faith energy.

Nan Yuanman subconsciously guided this wisp of faith power to circulate throughout her body. The faith power silently forged the meridians throughout her body, taking away her fatigue and drowsiness.

The little golden figure beneath the colorful glass heart also appears more solid.

Nan Yuanman stretched out her limbs comfortably like a little turtle. So this is what the power of faith feels like! She'll have to help others more in the future.

However, she has so much merit now, if she shares some with her grandfather, it should be able to help him recover a little bit, right?

Nan Yuanman's mind was wandering, and before she knew it, she was holding a bottle of soy milk, her head tilted to the side, and she fell asleep.

Feng Jingcheng felt a weight on his arm, and when he turned his head, he saw Nan Yuanman sleeping soundly with her head tilted to the side, eyes closed and drooling.

Feng Jingcheng: "..."

He silently took out his phone and snapped a picture of the South Pole.

He felt a strange sense of satisfaction. Look at her, the little fairy who was so arrogant in public was just an ordinary little dumpling in front of him who drooled in her sleep, ground her teeth, and picked her butt!

Feng Jingcheng carefully took the soy milk cup from Nan Yuanman's hand and let her lie down on his lap to sleep.

Then, she opened her phone and sent the photo to Feng Congqian, Meng Qingwan, Feng Langqing, Feng Yuli, and Feng Xingchi in that order. She then scrolled to Feng Zining's WeChat and sent him the photo.

Feng Jingcheng: [image.jpg]

Feng Jingcheng: [Isn't she adorable! My little sister!]

Feng Zining: [?]

Feng Zining: [Feng Jingcheng, stealing children is illegal.]

Feng Jingcheng raised an eyebrow and typed rapidly: [What nonsense! Someone as handsome, dashing, and irresistibly charming as me! Why would I need to steal a child? Let me tell you, the moment she saw me, she clung to me! And she called me Sixth Brother! I couldn't get her away no matter how hard I tried!]

Feng Zining: [Heh.]

Feng Jingcheng clicked his tongue, then suddenly remembered that Feng Zining and the others hadn't seen Yue Yaxin in her current state. After hesitating for a few seconds, he sent him a message: [Brother, do you believe in ghosts?]

If I told you I saw my mother, would you believe me?

Inside the president's office at the headquarters of the Feng Group.

Feng Zining frowned as she looked at the message Feng Jingcheng had sent on her phone. After a moment, she called her assistant: "Go to the Beijing Hospital and get Feng Jingcheng an appointment with the neurology department."