"Bang!"
The two doors of the Sang Mansion that separated the inner and outer worlds were slammed shut under the gaze of countless people.
The sound of the lock closing was dull and ruthless.
The thick door panels completely blocked out the cold courtyard inside, and also completely cut off all the wishful thinking and calls of the "crazy maid" outside the door.
The desperate scream seemed to be sucked in by the door. There was a moment of dead silence outside the door.
"Get out! If you don't, you'll be reported to the authorities!" The doorman, having received his master's final order, now gained courage and rushed forward to drag the almost limp Sang Wenyin away without any hesitation. "You crazy woman! Why are you howling? Take the silver and get out of here! Don't dirty the gate of our Sang Mansion!"
Sang Wenyin was like a puppet with its strings cut, her eyes hollow. She slumped to the ground, her long, disheveled hair covering half of her swollen, red cheek, revealing only her unfocused eyes. All the laughter, pointing, and chatter around her seemed blurred by a thick layer of cotton wool.
She knew.
I know it clearly.
Not only did her parents not acknowledge Ling Xi, they didn't even want her as their daughter.
They treated her like a beggar begging for food and a crazy maid.
She was in the capital, in the Sang family, in this world, and had nothing to rely on except the flesh and blood in her belly and the man beside her who was also trampled into the mud.
At this moment, a bony hand reached out. Instead of helping her first, it accurately picked up the discarded silver in the mud.
Liao Lingxi's face was so gloomy that water could drip from it. He tightly grasped the silver ingot. The cold silver hurt his palm, but it could not extinguish the shame and raging hatred in his heart as if he was whipped in the street.
What a great Sang family! What a great Sang Chengze!
There is no room for maneuver!
He clenched the silver ingot tightly, his knuckles turning white. He suddenly pulled Sang Wenyin up from the ground. His voice was extremely low, hissing like a venomous snake rubbing against gravel, with a sinister and unwilling tone that he had never revealed in front of her before: "Let's go. They will pay back tenfold or a hundredfold for today's humiliation! One day, they will kneel down and beg us for mercy!"
Sang Wenyin stumbled as he pulled her. At the word "they," her vacant eyes shifted slightly, resting on Liao Lingxi's face, which was shrouded in gloom and hatred. Tears streamed silently down her face again, mingling with the dust and bloodstains on it, leaving streaks of dirt.
She grabbed Liao Lingxi's arm with her backhand as if she was grabbing the last piece of driftwood. Her strength was astonishing, and her voice was trembling and broken:
"Brother Ling Xi, I have nothing left. I only have you..."
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