"Let go of my sister!" Li Mingliang finally recovered and rushed towards Li Xiyue.

Li Xiyue raised her foot and accurately kicked him against the wall again.

Li Mingliang nearly died from the pain, and it took him a while to be able to speak, "You dare hit me and my sister, Mom and Dad won't let you get away with this when they get back!"

"You hit me first, I'm just retaliating in kind, what? You can't accept me treating you the way you treated me?" Li Xiyue retorted coldly.

Li Mingliang said angrily, "How can you be the same as us?"

"How am I different from you?" Li Xiyue thought for a moment, "Oh, right, I'm different from you. I'm a child born to the first wife, while you were born to mistresses. I'm not as lowly as you!"

"My mom isn't a mistress, and we're not despicable either!" Li Mingliang, enraged and ashamed, ignored his pain and got up to pounce on Li Xiyue again.

Li Xiyue raised her hand and slapped Li Mingliang hard, causing him to lose his balance and slam heavily against the wall.

This kid would make a perfect picture to hang on the wall.

Li Mingliang was so shocked by the impact that he saw stars, slid to the ground like a tattered sack, and passed out.

"Liangzi..." Li Muqing called out anxiously to her younger brother.

Li Xiyue patted her pig-like face, "Don't worry, I won't let him die so easily. I'll slowly pay back what you owe me."

After saying that, he grabbed her hair and continued slamming her head against the wall.

The original owner was killed by these two siblings in the same way, and she wanted to make them taste the same pain the original owner had experienced.

This feeling of being helpless and at the mercy of others!

After an unknown amount of time, Li Muqing could no longer make a sound, but Li Xiyue knew that she was not dead.

She struck him with just the right amount of force, causing Li Muqing pain, but not fatal pain.

The sound of a key turning in the lock came from the doorway, and then a middle-aged couple walked in.

Knowing that it was the original owner's scumbag father and stepmother who had returned, Li Xiyue casually threw the dead-dog-like Li Muqing on the ground.

"Qingqing, Liangzi, what happened?" Stepmother Wang Huilan rushed over and saw her two children, whom she cherished, injured like this, and let out a pig-like scream.

Li Xiyue picked at her ears; the sound was absolutely awful!

Li Bowen rushed over, checked that his children were still alive, breathed a slight sigh of relief, and looked at Li Xiyue, his tone full of questioning, "Yueyue, what happened?"

"It's nothing. The two siblings tried to beat me, but they lost. I knocked them down." Li Xiyue clapped her hands, looking completely nonchalant.

Li Bowen lowered his head, adjusted his glasses, and thought, "They can't even beat one of us. They're so useless."

Wang Huilan shouted, "How could you hit your younger siblings? You're the older sister!"

"So what if I'm the older sister? Just because I'm the older sister doesn't mean I have to stand there and take a beating without fighting back. Just because I'm the older sister doesn't mean my younger siblings should call me a 'little bitch' and try to steal my house and fiancé?"

Li Xiyue retorted sharply, "They're only seventeen and fifteen, how could they have such filthy thoughts? It's probably because you, their mother, taught them that, right?"

Wang Huilan vehemently denied it, saying, "They are usually very well-behaved and would never do such a thing. You must be slandering them!"

"Yes, they did nothing. They were so obedient and kind. They just secretly helped me sign up to go to the countryside, trying to take my house and fiancé. When I disagreed, they conspired to kill me and even tried to make it look like I committed suicide to cover it up."

If she hadn't transmigrated, the original owner would have died in vain, allowing those two murderers to go unpunished.

Before Wang Huilan could retort, Li Xiyue turned to Li Bowen and asked, "Dad, Li Muqing said she's your biological child, is that true?"

A hint of panic flashed in Li Bowen's eyes. "Of course not, Qingqing is talking nonsense."

“Isn’t that right?” Li Xiyue then looked at Wang Huilan, who was equally flustered.

Wang Huilan didn't dare to meet her gaze, looked away, and shook her head, "No."

Li Xiyue laughed, "Since Li Muqing isn't Dad's child, why can she, a stepdaughter, live at home, while I, her biological daughter, have to live at my maternal grandfather's house? Does Dad think I'm less than an outsider?"