"Yuanyuan, let's go back!"
Granny Liu took Shen Yuan's hand, and the two walked outside.
Zhao suddenly rushed out of the house as if she had gone mad, lunging at Shen Yuan: "You little bitch, you ruined me! You'll die a horrible death! You'll die a horrible death!"
"Smack—"
Granny Liu raised her hand and slapped Zhao Shi hard across the face. She stretched out her arm, like an old hen spreading its wings, firmly protecting Shen Yuan behind her.
"Pah! You shameless filthy bastard! Stay away from my Yuanyuan!"
Zhao was so badly beaten that she saw stars and staggered to the ground, disoriented for a long time. She dazedly tilted her head back, shook it, and the figures in her vision gradually became clear.
She saw Shen Yuan standing behind Granny Liu, a faint smile playing on her lips.
“I gave you three days, but you thought death would absolve you of your debts, so I had no choice but to strike first. Now, it’s all your own fault.”
Shen Yuan's voice was very soft, almost inaudible, but Zhao Shi still heard every word she said. Zhao Shi's face instantly drained of color; it turned out that this whole thing was planned by that wretched girl.
"You...you!"
Zhao pointed at Shen Yuan, her fingertips trembling uncontrollably from extreme anger.
She wanted to rush up and tear Shen Yuan's mouth apart, but the Chu family patriarch, fearing she would cause more trouble, called people to hold her down. No one believed her, and her mouth was stuffed with a smelly cloth, so she couldn't say anything.
"Lock her in the ancestral hall first!"
After the Chu family patriarch gave the order, Zhao was bound hand and foot and carried to the ancestral hall, finally bringing the farce to an end.
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