Chapter 792: Bird with Broken Wings
Despite her harsh words, Qi Yao couldn't bring herself to do it. After muttering insinuations for a while, she finally decided to help her picky eater.
She then casually pulled out another small bottle and poured some blue powder into the bottle containing the epilepsy poison.
The mad worm trapped in the bottle tried to rush out as soon as it discovered the bottle had been opened, only to be hit right on the head by the blue powder.
With a bang, the little insects in the bottle suddenly burst into flames, and a terrible stench filled the air.
"Ugh... ugh..."
Not only Zhao Zhenzhen, but even Zhao Yun'er and the others felt like vomiting.
"No wonder Miss Qi ate so quickly just now." She even urged Miss Ye and the others to eat quickly as well. It turns out she had expected this.
Having seen this little bug and smelled this odor, even if they were presented with delicacies like abalone, sea cucumber, and shark fin, they wouldn't have the slightest appetite. This whole table of food is destined to go to waste.
The moment the insect burned, Dou Hong felt as if he had been stabbed by something, clutching his clothes tightly and looking pained.
As the flames grew larger, the stench in the hall intensified. Dou Hong could no longer bear it and collapsed to his knees, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Meanwhile, the little insect had been completely burned to a crisp and was beyond dead.
The dough looked at the lump of black ash with disdain, but in the end, it obediently swallowed it.
After finishing eating, she quickly jumped back onto Qi Yao's shoulder, looking very aggrieved as if she had been forced to eat something unpalatable.
Qi Yao was both annoyed and amused by what she saw, and turned to glare at Jun Wuduan.
Jun Wuduan: "..." He was truly caught in the crossfire even when he was lying down.
Dou Hong's reaction was not surprising to the Zhao family. They were not stupid, so how could they not understand who was the one who had put a curse on Zhao Zhenzhen?
Zhao Zhenzhen's last shred of hope was shattered at this point.
Dou Hong seemed to realize that his situation was hopeless. After spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, he instinctively tried to grasp at his only hope: "Zhenzhen, Zhenzhen..."
Snap—
Her outstretched hand was ruthlessly slapped away. Zhao Zhenzhen's eyes were red-rimmed. The affection and tenderness she once felt had completely turned into resentment and coldness.
"Why? Why do you do this?"
Her feelings for Dou Hong were genuine, and her protection of him was also genuine.
That's why she became increasingly angry and heartbroken when she discovered the cruel truth that she had been deceived and murdered.
"Sis, why are you still asking such a question at a time like this? He would do this because he's a pervert!"
Zhao Yun'er hadn't forgotten what Ye Wanxi had just said about Dou Hong driving people to their deaths. Before that, she had only thought that this person was a hypocrite, two-faced, and a big liar.
After learning about this, Zhao Yun'er felt that this person was a complete pervert!
“Yun’er is right, he was indeed making a statement,” Li Guangjun chimed in at the opportune moment. “The private investigator I just hired called and told me something.”
"What's up?"
Li Guangjun looked at Zhao Zhenzhen: "You should know that Dou Hong's father has been hospitalized for many years, right?"
Zhao Zhenzhen froze, then nodded hesitantly: "I know, this one is fake too?"
"No, that's not it. His father was indeed hospitalized for many years, but it was a mental hospital. Moreover, Dou Hong himself sent him there."
"What?"
Zhao Zhenzhen recalled the genuine worry on Dou Hong's face when he mentioned his father, and she couldn't understand how a person could have so many faces at the same time.
"Why would he do that?"
"Because of his mother."
Everyone, including Dou Hong, was taken aback and subconsciously looked at the person who had spoken.
Ye Wanxi looked directly into Dou Hong's eyes, her tone cold and certain: "Am I right?"
Dou Hong remained silent, his face gradually darkening. When he turned cold, he seemed like a completely different person.
His originally refined and elegant demeanor underwent a dramatic transformation, becoming repressed and cold, brimming with malice.
"Hahahaha...hahahaha..." After a moment of silence, he suddenly burst into laughter.
It was a wild, almost ferocious laugh that sent chills down one's spine.
"You're right, it really is because of my mother. Do you know why I sent him to a mental hospital because of my mother?"
After the laughter subsided, Dou Hong had completely shed his pretense, and the madness and extremism hidden deep in his bones were revealed at this moment.
"Because he killed her, because he killed her, hahahaha..."
"Who...who killed whom?" Zhao Yun'er and the others were stunned by the message conveyed in Dou Hong's words.
Dou Hong seemed very satisfied with their reaction, and his laughter became even more neurotic: "You heard right, it's just what you think, my father killed my mother, he killed her."
"Why?"
"Why?" Dou Hong asked as if he had heard a very funny joke. "Because he loved her, more than anyone else, so he killed her."
Zhao Zhenzhen froze. Because he loved her, he killed her? What kind of love is that?
Dou Hong's parents' "love" story is indeed dramatic and crazy. Dou Hong's father was a very talented painter, while his mother was an ordinary girl who loved photography.
Their meeting stemmed from an unexpected trip. Dou Hong's mother went on a trip with several close friends and happened to meet Dou's father, who was out looking for inspiration.
Mr. Dou fell in love at first sight with Mrs. Dou, who was taking photos of her best friend with a camera, and painted a picture for her on the spot.
Dou's mother was quite surprised to receive this special gift, but she didn't think much of it.
Unexpectedly, after that, Dou's father launched a relentless pursuit of her. Although the two lived in different cities, in order to win her over, Dou's father traveled thousands of miles to settle in the city where Dou's mother lived.
Every day, without fail, she sends flowers and a painting she created herself.
Dou's mother was a girl who longed for romance, and she quickly succumbed to Dou's father's ardent advances.
Six months later, the two confirmed their relationship, got married a year later, and soon after had their own child.
If things had only progressed to this point, it would have been an enviable and beautiful story.
But ever since the two got married and had children, Dou's father, like Dou Hong today, has gradually revealed his true nature.
He began to restrict Dou's mother's personal freedom under various pretexts, preventing her from going out, from contacting other people, especially other men, and from seeing her former friends again.
She was originally a bird that roamed freely, witnessing and recording the magnificent mountains and rivers and countless beautiful scenes, but he broke her wings and locked her in the exquisite golden cage he had crafted, so that she could no longer take flight.
(End of this chapter)
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