Seeing the two old men baring their teeth and claws as they lunged at him, Qi An grinned.
Liu Zhaodi was a filial daughter who never fought back or retaliated against insults, but unfortunately, she was driven to her death by them.
She wanted to teach those two old bastards a lesson in what it meant to be ungrateful wretches.
The first thing that came at them was Liu's father's broom.
Qi An stood up, picked up a solid wood chair, and swung it at his head.
Liu's father screamed and fell to the ground.
Strands of blood seeped from his hair, flowing all over his face.
Liu's mother rushed out of the kitchen with a rolling pin, and looked at Liu's father's miserable state with disbelief.
"Liu Zhaodi! How dare you lay a hand on your father? You've gone too far!"
She pointed at Qi An with a rolling pin, trembling with anger.
"It's all my fault for being too good to you, you brat. I never laid a finger on you, which made you so unruly that you even dared to hit your father."
Qi An gave a cold laugh.
Liu Zhaodi was indeed not beaten much, and on the surface, her parents seemed to love her quite a bit, calling her their "good girl" all the time.
But it would be better to hit her; at least that would let her know sooner that she is not loved.
Instead of using small favors and false love to weave a net called kinship for her.
She was willing to give everything for the person who wove the net, and she had no complaints even when her blood was drained.
Qi An even felt a little admiration for these two crude and ignorant old men.
He clearly has little education and doesn't understand psychology or the art of managing people.
But he was able to brainwash Liu Zhaodi and control her for decades without any formal training.
Is this the instinct of being a parent?
While cursing and swearing, Liu's mother raised a rolling pin and hit Qi An.
"I'm going to beat this ingrate to death today."
Qi An gripped the rolling pin, which was as thick as a child's arm, and said coldly, "Liu Zhaodi has spoiled you too much. But this is the end of it."
She snatched the rolling pin and slapped Liu's mother's leg with her other hand.
With a snap, Liu's mother clutched her leg and rolled on the ground, letting out a bloodcurdling scream like a pig being slaughtered.
"Ahhh...my legs..."
Compared to Liu's father, Qi An felt that Liu's mother was more hateful.
Because she is a woman, and she was once a victim of a patriarchal family.
Yet he willingly stood with the executioner and committed countless cruel acts against his daughter.
She was the one who carried out Liu Zhaodi's brainwashing work.
Thinking of this, Qi An picked up Liu's mother and started punching her face repeatedly.
After a few punches, Liu's mother's nose bled profusely, and she screamed like a banshee.
"Liu Zhaodi, are you crazy? I'm your mother! Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning if you hit me?"
Qi An slapped her, knocking her teeth out.
"You despicable, heartless devil, and you haven't been struck by lightning, so why should I be?"
"...Stop! Don't hit me! You unfilial daughter! I'm your mother! I gave birth to you, raised you, and cared for you every step of the way... Ahhh..."
Liu's mother was beaten until her mouth and nose bled, and she crawled all over the ground, still not forgetting to morally condemn Liu Zhaodi.
Qi An gave a cold laugh and grabbed her curly hair: "Since you say I'm unfilial, then I can't take the blame for nothing."
"You raised me with your own poop and piss, right? I'll give it back to you."
Qi An grabbed Liu's mother by the hair and dragged her to the toilet.
This was because the filial Liu Zhaodi considered that her parents were not used to using a chamber pot, so she specially spent money to install a squat toilet.
Liu's mother struggled violently, shouting, "What are you doing? You're crazy! You... ugh..."
Qi An pressed Liu's mother face down into the latrine.
The stench made Liu's mother vomit, so Qi An used her face to clean the toilet.
Then the flush button was turned on, and vomit and water rushed into Liu's mother's mouth and nose.
In the living room.
Liu's father was hit on the head with a chair by Qi An, and he is still seeing stars and feeling dizzy.
All he could do was hold his head and curse Liu Zhaodi, spewing out all sorts of vulgar language involving genitalia.
If it weren't for the excruciating pain in his head, Liu's father would have even doubted that he was dreaming.
Was the person who just cracked his skull really Liu Zhaodi, the one who had never dared to talk back to him since childhood?
Is she possessed by a ghost?
Liu Cheng watched in disbelief as Liu Zhaodi first knocked down Liu's father, then beat Liu's mother, finally forgetting all about coveting wealth.
Liu Chengcai wasn't feeling sorry for the two old men; it was just that Qi An's actions made him feel that his authority had been challenged.
He's still here, and Liu Zhaodi still dares to be so presumptuous; she doesn't take him seriously at all.
Seeing Liu Zhaodi drag his mother into the bathroom, Liu Cheng glared and roared:
"Liu Zhaodi, you've got some nerve! Do you want to die?"
As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and rushed to the bathroom.
Halfway there, a fair and slender arm was placed in front of him.
Fu Gui smiled sweetly and said softly, "Adults are doing their business, children shouldn't cause trouble. How about I play with you for a bit?"
Looking closely at that sweet and beautiful face, Liu Cheng's eyes widened, and he instantly forgot about his parents and Liu Zhaodi.
Liu Cheng raised an eyebrow in a greasy manner: "No problem, you'll know how small I am once you try it on."
He grinned lewdly and reached his hand toward Fugui's face.
The next second, his wrist was grabbed by Fugui.
Fu Gui said in a serious tone, "Do you know that it's very impolite to make dirty jokes to girls? I'm a little angry."
Feeling the softness on his wrist, Liu Cheng was captivated: "You're even more beautiful when you're angry."
Fu Gui smiled slyly: "I'm even more beautiful when I'm hitting people."
"Hehe, I love little wildcats that can scratch people, come and scratch me now."
"No problem, I'll take care of that for you."
Before Liu Cheng could reply, the seemingly soft and boneless little hand on his wrist suddenly snapped outward with force.
Click...
He watched helplessly as the back of his hand and wrist pressed together.
"Ahhhhh..."
Liu Chengcai clutched his wrist and let out a bloodcurdling scream, the veins on his neck bulging.
"Son, son, what's wrong?"
Seeing his beloved son injured, Liu's father, despite the throbbing of his brains, hurried over and glared fiercely at Fugui.
"You little bastard, you dare hit my son? I'll kill you!"
Fu Gui, who was called a "bastard" for the first time: "..."
Okay, very good, excellent.
"You old dog, you're asking for it."
Fu Gui grabbed a chair and hit him again.
Liu's father was slammed to the ground again, the world spun around him, blood spurted out, and he even thought his brains had been smashed out.
Even wealth and honor were not enough to vent his anger. He unleashed a barrage of punches and kicks on Liu's father, beating him until he was barely breathing.
After beating him up, Fugui winked at Liu Chengcai: "How was it? Wasn't it beautiful?"
Liu Cheng looked at her in horror, all his lewd thoughts vanished, and only one thought remained in his mind.
This isn't a little wildcat, this is a female demon.
Seeing her walking towards him, Liu Cheng backed towards the door, clutching his wrists: "Don't come any closer, this is my house, don't do anything rash..."
He pulled hard on the door, but he couldn't open it no matter what he did.
Fu Gui deliberately revealed a sinister smile, like that of a psychopathic killer, and said in a sinister tone, "You... can't escape now."
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