The butler gave her a cold glance. "I'm warning you, this is the last time. If you dare to come again, I'll break your legs!"

The door slammed shut with a bang, and Yu Suqin struggled to her feet. A sharp pain shot through her ankle, and she dared not take any steps.

She limped home, opened the door, and found the house ransacked.

An old woman came out of the inner room with two strong men, carrying a bundle in her hand.

What are you doing?

"Old woman Yu, you accepted someone else's betrothal gifts but hid your daughter. How dare you ask? Return the money!" the old woman said.

Yu Suqin pleaded, "Please give me a few more days. I'll have money once I see Aunt Tao of the Yu family."

The old woman looked her up and down and saw that she was covered in dust, obviously having been kicked out. She wondered how she could have believed her and given her the money first; now she had lost both her money and her husband.

The old woman grew angrier the more she thought about it. She felt that she couldn't vent her anger without giving the two men behind her a good beating. She said to the two men behind her, "If you don't have the money to pay, then beat them!"

Two men rolled up their sleeves and stepped forward, then proceeded to punch and kick the unarmed Yu Suqin.

"Ouch! Stop hitting me!"

"Someone's been killed! I'm the mother of Consort Tao from the Yu family!"

A moment later, the old woman called for a halt, not daring to let the beating continue. She had heard that Consort Tao of the Yu family had given birth to a daughter, and she didn't want the girl to suddenly remember her mother and make enemies with her.

"That's enough for today. Consider these few unpatched clothes as interest, and we'll come back in a few days."

"You took my money, you have to give it back to me with interest!"

Seeing that the old woman was about to leave, Yu Suqin, with a sudden burst of strength, grabbed one corner of the bundle.

"These clothes were bought for me by my daughter. I haven't even worn them yet, so you can't take them!"

The old woman kicked her in the face, and Yu Suqin let go in pain, with two streams of blood flowing from her nose.

Upon seeing the blood, the group hurriedly left the house.

Yu Suqin's face was covered in blood. After a whole day of suffering, she hadn't had a drop of water and was almost too weak to even stand up.

Entering Lin Zhaohui's room, I saw him lying stiffly on the bed with his eyes wide open, showing no reaction to what had just happened.

Yu Suqin was overwhelmed with grief, her eyes filled with despair and helplessness. How could her good days have turned out like this? She could no longer hold back and burst into tears.

The sound of crying echoed in the empty room.

Lin Zhaohui threw the empty bowl beside the bed at her feet and yelled irritably, "Get out!"