Qiao Lingling watched as the door closed before climbing onto the bed and lying down. She lifted her sleeve, revealing marks from being tied up, and the wounds had turned purple.

Those few days of torment were worse than death. Thinking about what I did in the end, I smirked coldly.

She put rat poison in the jar; the old man should be dead by now.

She didn't resent the old man; he just deserved to die for doing things he shouldn't have.

She only regretted not poisoning her family with rat poison when she learned she was going to be forced to marry again.

...

In the town.

Qiao Dongdong survived after emergency treatment, and his shoulder was left without any lasting damage, but his physical strength was severely depleted. The color in his face never returned, and he spoke weakly and feebly.

Wang Qin and Qiao Haixing were both devastated by the sight of their now empty home.

To everyone's surprise, when they couldn't get any money, they sold all the valuables in their house, leaving them not even a scrap of cloth.

"Oh my God!" Wang Qin collapsed to the ground.

Qiao Haixing: "I'm going to report this to the police. He sold all our belongings. This is blatant robbery and theft."

Wang Qin cried as she said, "What good will it do even if we find him? We still owe him money, and we don't know where he sold our belongings."

"Hey!" Qiao Haixing raised his hand and slapped himself a few times. If he hadn't been greedy, none of this would have happened.

Now we owe so much debt, and our son is lying in the hospital half-dead. How are we going to live the rest of our lives?

I wish I could just die right now, so I wouldn't have to think about so many troubling things.

Wang Qin grabbed his hand to stop him from continuing to hit him: "We should be thinking about how to resolve this now. We have nothing left at home, and our son is still in the hospital."

"We've given the money to the hospital, and now we don't have a single penny left in our pockets. We don't even have a grain of rice at home, and we don't even have dinner tonight."

"How am I supposed to solve this?" Qiao Haixing roared.

"Let's go ask the old man. You've given him a lot of money over the years, and now that he's in trouble, let's ask him for some money. Let's get through this difficult time first." After thinking it over, Wang Qin could only ask her father-in-law for help. She wanted to get some money from him to solve their immediate problem.

Qiao Haixing shook his head: "My dad is so old, how could I ask him for help? Besides, even if he has money, he doesn't have much, and the funeral just ended not long ago."

He didn't think it was a good approach and felt it might make things worse.

"If we don't beg him, are we supposed to beg Xiaoshan?" Wang Qin thought of what had happened a few days ago. Qiao Xiaoshan was much more ruthless than his father; even if they went to his door, they wouldn't get any help.

"I don't know what to do either. Let me think about it." Qiao Haixing stood up and walked step by step into the house, wanting to find a quiet place to think.

Wang Qin thought differently from him. Now that things had come to this, she didn't want to wait to die with her son.

After quickly tidying up my hair, I decided to go find the old man at dawn. No matter what, I had to get some money back.

...

As dawn broke, Wang Qin went back inside to check on things. Qiao Haixing was asleep on the wooden plank, his face showing exhaustion. After confirming that he was asleep, she quietly left home and headed towards their rented place.

Just as she was about to arrive, she suddenly saw someone she never expected.