It was as if all the light in the world was shining on her alone.
And I can only stand in the dark corner, like a rat that can't see the light.
Someone nudged her arm; it was Aunt Liu, someone she usually spoke to.
“Hongxia, look how successful Xiao Su is now. We’ll all have to rely on her in the future.”
Li Hongxia forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, her voice squeezing out through clenched teeth: "Yes, truly remarkable."
Having said that, she couldn't stay any longer and turned to leave. Every step felt like walking on a knife's edge.
Night has fallen.
Insects chirped outside the window, and only a dim bedside lamp was lit inside.
Su Wantang had just finished showering, her hair still damp, when Lu Linchuan hugged her from behind.
He rested his chin on her shoulder, his hot breath spraying onto her neck, sending a shiver down her spine.
"You look beautiful today." His voice was low and husky, with a hint of seduction.
Su Wantang's cheeks flushed, and she gently pulled away, saying, "It's all sweat..."
"I don't mind." Lu Linchuan hugged her even tighter, encircling her completely in his arms as if protecting a rare treasure. "Wantang, do you know? Watching you on stage today, I..."
He paused, as if searching for a suitable word.
"I think the best decision I ever made was marrying you." He chuckled softly, the vibrations of his chest traveling through the thin fabric to her back. "You are my pride."
This straightforward yet passionate love confession struck Su Wantang's heart more deeply than any sweet words.
She turned around and looked up at him. Under the lamplight, his sharply defined face appeared exceptionally gentle, and her small figure was clearly reflected in his deep eyes.
There was not a single impurity in it, only overflowing love and cherishment.
She stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips.
It started as a light, fleeting touch, but soon Lu Linchuan took the initiative, deepening the kiss. The temperature inside the room seemed to rise steadily.
In stark contrast to this sweet and warm atmosphere, Li Hongxia's family was shrouded in gloom and despair.
A few days later, a letter arrived from her hometown. When Li Hongxia opened it, her face turned deathly pale.
Her mother-in-law is coming to join her in the military.
The husband, Zhao Jianguo, looked troubled as he read the letter, but with filial piety at the forefront, what could he say?
"It's good that Mom is here. She can help you cook, and it'll make things easier for both of us," he said dryly, trying to comfort her.
Li Hongxia sneered inwardly.
Help? More like they're here to bully and oppress!
Sure enough, a week later, the skinny, mean-spirited old woman stepped into the house and began her performance.
She first looked the room up and down, inside and out, her brows furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly.
"Tsk, city people's houses are so cramped, they're not even as big as our pigsty."
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