As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Wuwang raised his hand, signaling the assassins behind him to step forward. The two black-clad assassins immediately understood.
They stepped forward, lifted Wang Xiulian up, and dragged her to a corner of the wall.
Pei Wuwang walked up to her, looking down at her with a cold tone: "Aren't you very proud of yourself, with two men bowing down to you? Today I'll show you what happens when you mess with me."
As he spoke, he gave a signal with his eyes, and the assassins immediately understood and began punching and kicking Wang Xiulian.
Wang Xiulian's screams echoed throughout the room as her once decent face was bruised and swollen.
His hair was disheveled, and his clothes were torn to shreds; he was no longer the arrogant man he once was.
Just then, Uncle Lu Er and Uncle Lu San arrived after hearing the news and saw Wang Xiulian, who was beaten to the point of near death.
The two were taken aback at first, then their faces showed disgust.
They married Wang Xiulian simply because they were attracted to her looks and her eloquent tongue.
Now that she has not only offended the wrong person, but has also been beaten so badly, there is no trace of affection left in her heart.
"What a troublemaker!" Uncle Lu frowned, his tone full of impatience.
"I told you long ago not to mess with Shen Qingtang and Young Master Shen, but you wouldn't listen. Now you've ended up like this, you brought it on yourself!"
Uncle Lu nodded in agreement, his eyes darting away from Wang Xiulian: "We can't control you. You brought this trouble on yourself, so you have to deal with it. Don't ever say you're our wife again; the Lu family can't afford to lose face like that!"
After saying that, the two turned and left without even glancing at Wang Xiulian again.
Wang Xiulian watched the two men's heartless backs as they walked away, then looked at the indifferent Pei Wuwang before her.
Thinking about the pain in her body and the poison that might flare up at any time, she completely broke down.
She collapsed to the ground, wailing uncontrollably, her voice filled with despair and resentment: "Why...why are you all doing this to me...I did nothing wrong...it's Shen Qingtang...you've all betrayed me..."
Pei Wuwang didn't bother to look at her again and turned to walk to Shen Qingtang's side.
He reached out and gently wiped the dust from her cheek, his tone instantly softening: "Don't let your eyes be tainted. Let her fend for herself here."
Shen Qingtang looked at Wang Xiulian's desperate appearance without a trace of sympathy in her eyes.
To deal with someone who spreads rumors and has ulterior motives, she should taste the bitterness of being abandoned by everyone and losing everything.
She leaned against Pei Wuwang's chest and whispered, "Let's go back. Don't let this kind of person affect our mood."
Pei Wuwang nodded, put his arm around her, and turned to walk into the manor.
He completely shut out Wang Xiulian's wails and the villagers' chatter behind him.
Wang Xiulian was abandoned like trash by Lu Ershu and Lu Sanshu, and suffered endless humiliation at the gate of the manor. The resentment in her heart was like a wildly growing poisonous vine, tightly binding her. She dragged her battered body.
Staggering, he walked to the dilapidated mountain temple outside the village, where a mysterious figure in a black cloak was already standing, exuding a chilling aura.
"I am incompetent. I failed to win over Pei Wuwang and was even humiliated by Shen Qingtang..." Wang Xiulian knelt on the ground, her voice trembling as she begged for forgiveness, not daring to raise her head.
The mysterious man snorted coldly, his voice hoarse like sandpaper scraping: "Useless! You can't even handle this little thing, what use are you?"
Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and slapped Wang Xiulian in the chest.
"Pfft!" Wang Xiulian suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, her body crashing against the wall like a kite with a broken string.
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