Chapter 1 / Section 6: Born of the Same Root
The blood of that sinner flows in their veins; that filthy source binds them tightly together. Their fates are intertwined because of him; they are family, bound by an unbreakable blood tie.
Lu Xiyao watched Jing Moran from afar, her eyes filled with pain and helplessness. She saw Jing Moran's father and Xiong Yingguang leave intimately, while Jing Moran remained unmoved. Lu Xiyao rushed forward and slapped Jing Moran hard across the face.
"Jing Moran, look what you've done! Xiong Yingguang has been taken away by your father!" Lu Xiyao roared.
"I know," Jing Mozhan said in a low, weak voice.
"Then why didn't you stop it?" Lu Xiyao questioned.
"Why should I stop you..." Jing Mo Ran's voice choked, tears welling up in her eyes.
Lu Xiyao watched as Jing Moran got up from the ground and silently left. His eyes were filled with anger, as if he wanted to tear Jing Moran to pieces.
The boy knew he could stop it, but his heart told him not to interfere, and he could only watch helplessly as things unfolded. These things were no longer within his control.
"Jing Moran, why did you let your father take Xiong Yingguang away? Don't you know what kind of person he is?" Cang Ruoxi also stepped forward to question him.
"Even you're trying to persuade me to stop her? Why are you all so concerned about her? Don't I deserve sympathy?" Jing Mo Ran's voice was trembling with tears.
“Even the most pitiful people have their pitiful aspects, so what about you?” Cang Ruoxi retorted.
"Enough, I don't want to talk about these things anymore. You have no idea about my past, and you people who haven't experienced pain will never understand." Jing Mo Ran lowered her head, her voice filled with despair.
“I don’t understand, but do you know what? Xiong Yingguang likes you, so why can’t you like her? She knows you’re the same kind of person,” Cang Ruoxi tried to persuade her.
“Because my father is her father, and her mother is my mother, it’s impossible for us to be together.” Jing Mo Ran’s voice trembled.
Jing Mo Ran kept his head down. He couldn't refuse Xiong Ying Guang, nor could he hurt her. He could only cruelly try to make her back down, but his father, who was addicted to prostitution, refused to let her go. He would always remember the birthmark on her hand.
Suddenly, Jing Mo Ran mustered his courage and rushed home. He wanted to use all his rights as an older brother to protect his younger sister and stop his father from committing an unforgivable crime.
He ran all the way, sweat pouring down his face. He just wanted the person he liked to know that he could also say one thing and mean another.
She desperately wanted to appear before Xiong Yingguang immediately, but she couldn't stop the tragedy from happening. He was no longer innocent, and his body had already been defiled before he arrived.
At Jing Mo Ran's home.
Jing Tongyu led Xiong Yingguang into the room, locked the door, and forcefully pushed her onto the bed.
"What do you want to do?" Xiong Yingguang looked at him fearfully, but her heart was already numb, and there was nothing to be afraid of.
"Bitch, take off your clothes now, or I'll make sure you go home naked. I'll tear them to shreds, piece by piece. Be good, or you'll know what pain is," Jing Tongyu threatened.
Jing Tongyu and Chen Yao have been separated for many years, but his hatred for Chen Yao has never diminished. He wants to repay this pain twice over to her daughter, Xiong Yingguang.
Xiong Yingguang reluctantly took off her clothes one by one, tears streaming down her face. How she wished she could have been protected from the start, but who would like a monster like her?
"Why are you crying? It's just that I violated you. Anyway, you don't know pain, so it doesn't matter if you're violated all the time." Jing Tongyu's words were cold and cruel.
When Xiong Yingguang lay naked on the bed, Jing Tongyu began to assault her.
Xiong Yingguang struggled desperately, but felt no pain. Her heart was already empty, and perhaps she really needed this fleeting "love" to fill the void within her.
During the assault, Jing Tongyu said, "I never thought I would be able to assault my own daughter. It really feels different from the women I've been with before."
"What? I'm your daughter?" Xiong Yingguang's eyes widened.
"You only realize this now? I went through so much trouble to find you, and you just delivered yourself to my doorstep. Chen Yao's daughter won't have an easy time either," Jing Tongyu sneered.
"You're raping me! Let me go! Leave me!" Xiong Yingguang struggled desperately.
“Leave? I’m going to make sure you have nightmares from today onwards. If you dare to approach Jing Mozhan or go back to school, you’d better behave, or you’ll regret it,” Jing Tongyu threatened.
Although Xiong Yingguang could not feel pain, she knew that her future would be filled with unimaginable suffering.
Why didn't the boy show up? Why did he ignore her? She so bravely stood up for him, yet he made her a tool for his father's venting. Couldn't her kindness towards him change his mind? Did the boy need to see her ruined, her body repeatedly violated by numerous men until she lost her mind, before he would smile at her and say she deserved it?
Xiong Yingguang never expected that the man she liked, Jing Moran, was actually her brother. No wonder she would get scolded by her mother every time she mentioned Jing Moran in front of her.
Jing Moran rushed up to the second floor of the house, but was stopped by Mu Xinghe. Mu Xinghe called bodyguards to prevent Jing Moran from advancing. He could only hear Xiong Yingguang pounding on the bed in his father's room, but he couldn't hear her shouts.
"Mu Xinghe, what brings you here? Let me through quickly," Jing Moran said anxiously.
“Jing Moran, I knew you would come, so it was right for your father to send me to stop you,” Mu Xinghe said coldly.
"What did you say? Let me through!" Jing Moran tried to struggle.
"I won't let you pass. From now on, Xiong Yingguang is no longer that innocent girl. Give up on that idea. You two can never be together. You know perfectly well that she's your sister, and a bastard at that." Mu Xinghe cursed, but refused to let Jing Moran pass.
The girl knew she had been waiting, waiting for that ray of light to shine into her life, to keep the boy's gentle smile in her heart. But the boy never belonged to her; a brief stay could never dispel the eternal darkness.
Jing Mo Ran stood there helplessly, as if an invisible barrier separated him from Xiong Ying Guang, a gap that could never be crossed. He could only watch helplessly as the person he loved suffered, powerless to do anything about it.
"Jing Moran, wouldn't it be better to forget that scoundrel? Isn't our Mu family good enough? Why won't you submit to me when you have so much wealth?" Mu Xinghe's words echoed in Jing Moran's ears, but his heart was filled only with the image of Xiong Yingguang.
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