In her past life, Ji Xiaoxiao was a part-time assassin and a full-time shut-in. One day, with god-like skill, she was run over by a car and inexplicably transmigrated. After transmigrating, everyth...
Six years have passed since Shen Shuang left home, and her parents are extremely worried.
After a period of heartbreak and despair, Shen's parents immediately poured enormous resources into a silent search for Shen Shuang. However, Shen Shuang seemed to have vanished from the face of the earth; no matter how hard they tried, they found nothing. Just as they were about to give up, good news arrived too quickly and too suddenly, leaving Shen's parents completely bewildered.
"Fei'er, where is your sister? Tell your mother quickly!" Mother Shen cried tears of joy.
Father Shen chimed in, saying, "Fei'er, don't stay silent. Your father and mother have been waiting for news of your sister for more than a year or two. It's been six years. Your sister ran away from home..."
Shen Fei hung his head, his disheveled shadow clearly reflected on the clean floor. His messy hair was greasy, perhaps harboring a few fleas. His sallow complexion, a reflection of his displeasure, easily caught the attention of anyone who judged by appearance.
"Shuang is dead." Shen Fei's voice was hoarse, like that of a traveler who had been thirsting for food in the desert.
"Shuang'er is dead?" Mother Shen stared blankly at Father Shen.
Father Shen stared in disbelief, his expression filled with sorrow and grief. "Shuang'er, she?"
After raising her daughter for over twenty years, she suddenly received news that she had passed away.
Mother Shen stood unsteadily before Father Shen, tears falling silently. Father Shen gently embraced Mother Shen; his chest, no longer strong and broad, was still as warm as it had been in the past.
"Ahhh..." Mother Shen cried out in anguish.
Overwhelmed with grief, Shen's father bit his lip and sobbed uncontrollably.
The greatest sorrow in life is for a parent to outlive their child!
Completely ignoring his parents' grief, Shen Lin said, "Father, Mother, you shouldn't be grieving over Shuang'er's death right now. Instead, you should ask your good son why Shuang'er died and why she was killed."
Shen Lin pressed on relentlessly, and Shen Fei, unable to bear it any longer, stood up abruptly and roared, "Yes, I sent people to kill that bitch Shen Shuang, so what? Big brother, you are my own brother, and you make things difficult for me and mock me for the sake of a bitch, is that really how a brother should act? Shen Lin, if you're afraid I'll steal your position as young master, just say so. Don't use the trivial matter of that bitch Shen Shuang's death to attack and criticize me."
"Is that what you think of me?" Shen Lin said calmly.
Now that things have come to this, what is there to look forward to? What is there to be sad about?
A smile appeared on Shen Lin's face, but it wasn't the unbridled arrogance of youth, nor the haughtiness of a spoiled brat, nor the boldness of a man. It was as cold as a venomous snake, as domineering as a demon, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, like a fishhook, sharp and gleaming with a cold light.
“Chen Shuang is your sister, and I am your brother. You feel sorry, sad, and angry about her death, but have you ever thought about me? When you blame me, mock me, and hurt me with your indifference, how do I feel? Brother, have you ever put yourself in my shoes? I am a person, a living, breathing person. You are my family, yet you hurt me for the sake of a despicable person. Do you know how heartbroken I am?”
Shen Fei shouted at the top of her lungs, her neck veins bulging and her face flushed red.
"Chen Shuang is my younger sister, and also your older sister, the family you mentioned."
Shen Fei sneered, unconcerned, and said, "Her? That bitch doesn't deserve to be my sister. My only sister is Shen Lu."
Shen Fei's gaze fell on Shen Lu, whose beautiful face trembled with shock, her large, watery eyes filled with grievance, and her slender, white hands clutching the hem of her skirt, making her appear so pitiful, delicate, and charming. Outwardly fragile, inwardly fierce; recalling Shen Lu's past ruthless whips and precise, deadly kicks, this kind of good woman was worthy of being Shen Fei's sister.
"Sister," Shen Fei called out sweetly to Shen Lu.
Shen Lu turned her head away uneasily, without responding.
Shen Fei was heartbroken, but even more so, she understood. How could her sister, a woman, dare to argue with her elder brother, Shen Lin? At this moment, protecting herself was the best course of action.
"Father, Mother, did you hear what Shen Fei said?"
"Impossible." Disbelief flashed in the eyes of Mr. and Mrs. Shen.
Shen Lin casually tore off the fig leaf and said, "Shuang'er is dead. She was killed by your pampered son, Shen Fei."
"No, no, Fei'er is a good boy, he wouldn't do that."
Shen's parents couldn't believe it, nor did they want to believe it.
Shen Fei raised an eyebrow and said loudly, "That bitch is indeed dead. If I hadn't been busy with my sister's affairs at that time, I would have personally killed that bitch."
"Slap." Father Shen slapped Shen Fei across the face.
Shen Fei covered her aching cheek, looking utterly lost, her lips trembling, her eyes widening in disbelief.
"You old geezer, how dare you hit me?"
“I am your father, so what if I hit you? It is only natural for a father to discipline his son.”
Even the usually good-tempered Mr. Shen was furious and uttered the word "father" (老子).
Mother Shen pulled Father Shen back, using all her strength to stop him from attacking again.
"Fei'er, why... why did you hurt your sister?"
With tears in her eyes and a burning desire, Shen's mother looked up and asked for a reason, a reasonable reason, that she would not hesitate to sacrifice her own family for the greater good.
"She's bad, she deserves to die," Shen Fei said dismissively.
Bad people deserve to die, good people deserve to be rewarded.
Shen Lin shook his head, finding his parents' naiveté both laughable and pathetic.
"Why? It's all for his dear sister."
Shen Lin did not hide anything or embellish anything; he repeated Shen Fei's words at the Liao family home to Shen's parents in detail.
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