Chapter 251: It was just a few hits, how could he die?
"Who says housewives have no value?"
Su Qian quickly replied in the group chat, "Housewives just don't get paid, but the effort and energy they put in is no less than working outside. How can they be worthless?"
"Sister Hui, never take yourself too lightly, and don't let yourself get caught up in denial."
"You're good, he's the one who's wrong."
"Besides, I don't need any payment from you."
After sending a series of messages, Su Qian breathed a sigh of relief. She did this because she really couldn't stand Lin Shengjun's bad behavior.
Secondly, helping Li Jiahui fulfill her wish can unlock the chat group.
For myself, this is enough
Li Jiahui looked at the message sent by Su Qian, her eyes slightly red and her lips trembling slightly.
It felt like a warm current was flowing through my heart.
This was the first time someone had affirmed her worth so much.
"Thanks."
All the gratitude is condensed in these two simple words.
"I heard from Shishi that you still have two children. Lin Shengjun often abused them before. After your death, the two children must have had a harder time. Do you need me to help you settle the children down?"
Su Qian seemed to have suddenly thought of this important question and quickly sat up straight.
Li Jiahui saw this message.
My heart suddenly tightened.
Li Jiahui (Female Dominant Dimension): "If possible, I want my children to be free from Lin Shengjun and live with my parents. If I can free them from suffering, I can die with peace of mind."
Su Qian saw the reply and nodded, indicating that there was no problem.
After exiting the chat.
She leaned back in the rocking chair, looking at the scenery outside the window, her brows slightly furrowed, lost in thought.
In this world, killing is against the law, and she knows this very well.
Of course, she could also let Xiaoliu handle it, and he would definitely be able to destroy the body without anyone noticing, but that would be the case.
Isn’t this too cheap for Lin Shengjun?
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After leaving Tang Shi's house, Lin Shengjun returned home in a panic. His heart was beating fast along the way, his steps were unsteady but he pretended to be calm.
Li Jiahui's death still made him feel a little scared.
He plopped down on the sofa, his mind replaying what had just happened, making him angry and annoyed.
But at the same time, I also feel a little worried.
I'm afraid I'll really get into big trouble because of this.
He scratched his hair irritably and muttered to himself, "Humph, isn't it just a dead person? That's my wife. What's wrong with me disciplining her? What's the big deal? What else do they want to do to me?"
But even though he said this, he had no idea at all.
His hands clenched and unclenched unconsciously, his eyes filled with guilt and anxiety.
At this time, the door opened.
Lin Shengjun's parents picked up their two children from school.
As soon as the two children entered the room and saw Lin Shengjun sitting on the sofa, they were so scared that their faces turned pale.
He subconsciously hid behind his grandmother, his eyes full of fear, his small body trembling slightly, not daring to breathe.
It was as if they were not facing their own father, but a demon who would hurt them at any time.
Lin Shengjun's parents noticed that the atmosphere in the room was not right.
Looking at Lin Shengjun's somewhat gloomy face.
Mother Lin had an ominous premonition in her heart. Her face was full of doubts and her eyes were filled with worry. She pulled the two children a few steps into the house and asked:
"Shengjun, what happened? Didn't you go to pick up Jiahui? Why are you back alone? Where's Jiahui?"
"She's not coming back."
Lin Shengjun frowned, his eyes dodged for a moment, and he replied impatiently: "He died. He died in Tang Shi's house."
His tone was stiff and there was a hint of annoyance on his face.
"What? Dead?"
When Mother Lin heard this, her eyes widened in shock. She quickly asked, "How could he die when he was perfectly fine? What happened?"
"What the hell are you talking about?"
Lin's father looked dignified and gloomy, and he didn't believe his son's words at all.
He walked towards the sofa and sat down.
He snorted disapprovingly, "It was just a few hits, how could he be beaten to death?"
Father Lin's face was full of indifference.
I thought my son must be exaggerating and didn't take the matter seriously at all.
There are two children, a boy and a girl, about four or five years old.
But his eyes lacked the innocence of his peers. Instead, they were filled with deep fear and sadness, as well as a precocity that was not in line with his age.
Hearing what Father Lin said, the older girl couldn't help but retort with tears in her eyes: "Grandpa, Daddy hits me so hard, not just twice. Mommy always has injuries on her body and cries all the time. It's all Daddy's fault, wuwu..."
The younger boy nodded vigorously beside him.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
But she didn't dare to cry out loud. She just held on to the corner of her grandmother's clothes tightly, her body trembling slightly.
"What nonsense are you talking about, you little brat?"
When Lin Shengjun heard this, his expression instantly turned vicious. He yelled at the child, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll beat you up!"
As he said this, he pretended to stand up and teach the child a lesson.
It was as if he wanted to vent all his anger on the child.
The two children were so frightened that they trembled and hid even tighter behind Mother Lin. Their little faces turned pale with fear and their eyes were full of terror.
"Are you going to abuse two children again and send the video to Jiahui?"
Mother Lin tightly protected the two children behind her.
His eyes were full of anger and pain.
It is obvious that this is not the first or second time that Li Jiahui has been threatened with a child.
"Alright, alright."
Father Lin said impatiently.
His brows furrowed even more tightly, and a hint of annoyance flashed through his eyes. "It would be hard to explain to others if you beat up the child."
"You look so angry, is it because Jiahui doesn't want to come back with you?"
He frowned and looked at Lin Shengjun.
"I told you I can't come back." Lin Shengjun replied unhappily.
He sank back down on the sofa, his arms folded across his chest, his eyes filled with annoyance and impatience. "She died at Tang Shi's house. She was already dead when I went there. And she still insisted that it was my fault. That's just slander. What can I do to her? I'm still wronged!"
"Is he really dead?" Father Lin was not too surprised.
He just raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes still showing indifference, as if the person who died was just an insignificant person.
Mother Lin held her two children in her arms, tears welling up in her eyes.
She choked up and said, "Shengjun, no matter what, Jiahui is gone, and that's also a life."
"Why are you crying?"
Father Lin scolded Mother Lin impatiently, his eyes full of disgust, "Take the child to the room. You have no right to interrupt a man's conversation."
"Cry, cry, cry! If you cry away our family's luck, I'll beat you to death!"
His voice was loud and full of arrogance that brooked no resistance. As he spoke, he glared at Lin's mother fiercely.
That look was full of warning.
It seemed as if if Lin's mother said one more word, he would really take action.
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