Her madness has relapsed!
It's more serious than any before.
"Look at her! She's talking nonsense again! We need to think of something!"
Ye Zhenghua moved closer to Meng Xueyun, lowered his voice, and whispered something.
Meng Xueyun looked up at him, asking with her eyes, "What method?"
Ye Zhenghua reached out and made a binding motion.
Having lived together for many years, the two had developed a tacit understanding, and Meng Xueyun immediately understood.
She felt a chill run down her spine.
Is this really how it has to be?
Ye Zhenghua gestured to her with his chin, indicating that she should hurry up.
Meng Xueyun couldn't care less about anything else anymore. She quickly stepped forward and covered Meng Zihan's mouth: "Xiaohan, stop talking, stop talking..."
"Let me go!"
Meng Zihan struggled violently and tried to bite her palm again, just like before.
But Meng Xueyun had learned her lesson and dodged away immediately.
Ye Zhenghua rushed up after him, and while Meng Zihan was dealing with Meng Xueyun, he grabbed Meng Zihan's arm from behind and dragged her into the room.
Meng Xueyun helped from the side.
"Go back inside right now! Go back inside!"
"I'm not going back! You bunch of blind, worthless good-for-nothings! You'll regret this! You'll definitely regret this!"
"As long as you give me money, let me study, and let me do business, I will definitely get rich, very rich! Do you understand?!"
"You two idiots, let me go!"
Meng Zihan was being held up by two people, one on each side, kicking her legs wildly on the ground while cursing incessantly.
"Bang!"
Meng Zihan was thrown into the room by the two of them, and the door was slammed shut.
"Hey, where's the key? Lock the door."
Outside the door, Ye Zhenghua was giving instructions to Meng Xueyun.
Upon hearing this, Meng Zihan forgot all about cursing and rushed to the door, trying to open it, but unfortunately she was too weak to open it at all!
Next, the key was inserted into the lock, and with a click, the lock was closed.
Inside the room, Meng Zihan's cries and curses turned into muffled sobs and the sound of banging on the door.
Ye Zhenghua stood in front of the door, panting heavily, his face full of disgust.
Meng Xueyun slumped onto the sofa, covering her face with her hands, her shoulders trembling, and she cried bitterly.
"Xiaohan, how did you end up like this!"
After a long while, when the noise inside gradually subsided and only intermittent sobbing could be heard, Ye Zhenghua finally sat down next to Meng Xueyun.
He lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.
“I think her mental illness is getting worse and worse. Keeping her locked up at home all the time isn’t a good solution.”
He exhaled a smoke ring and discussed it with Meng Xueyun.
“I heard that the mental hospital in the county is not expensive, so maybe... we can send her there for a while.”
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