The penetrating sound of fire truck sirens echoed along the city roads.
Whistling all the way, we arrived at the most prosperous den of brothel in this city, the Jinding Club.
Thick smoke filled the high-rise buildings.
There were crowds of people downstairs of the tall buildings.
The firefighters opened the fire hoses as quickly as possible, organized personnel, and carried out rescue work at the fire scene.
The onlookers nearby were also very excited and talking about it.
"Have you heard? It was a thin, beautiful woman who set the fire!"
"Ah? Really?"
"Oh, you don't know, that woman seemed to be here to catch the mistress, and in a rage..."
They were half right.
Shi Qi was indeed here to catch the mistress.
But not in a rage.
It was the anger that had been accumulating for five years, and the overwhelming hatred for killing her daughter.
In a raging fire.
The cold and noble man holding the beautiful and soft woman in his arms is Zhou Yi Yang, Shi Qi's husband of seven years.
Today is the day of their daughter's funeral.
He and his white moonlight indulge in pleasure!
His legal wife Shi Qi was kicked out of the house by his family and could not enter the Zhou family.
Looking at my daughter's empty coffin.
Shi Qi roared angrily, asking frantically where her daughter was, but no one answered.
In desperation, she could only come to this club to block her daughter's biological father!
"Give me back my child!"
Amidst the thick smoke, Shi Qi coughed violently and roared out these words in a hoarse voice.
Her clothes were tattered, her face with delicate features was covered in dirt, and even her hair was tangled and frizzy due to the fire.
She looks like a mad woman!
He opened his withered arms and held a fruit knife in his hands.
The voice was hoarse and vicious.
His eyes were red, as if they could shed tears of blood.
Jiang Xue, the delicate woman in the man's arms, shouted, "Shi Qi, your daughter is dead!"
"Did you hear that? Your daughter is completely dead!"
"What do you want with her body?"
Hearing these words, Shi Qi suddenly waved the sharp blade in his hand crazily and let out a heart-wrenching and terrifying roar.
"It's all your fault!"
"You are the ones who killed my Yuanyuan!"
"Zhou Yiyang, are you still human?"
"She is your biological daughter!"
On Zhou Yiyang's handsome face, those cold eyes were still so ruthless.
He covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, frowning and angrily saying, "Yuanyuan was accidentally brain dead, but her heart is intact. She happened to be able to save her brother, so that's what she deserves!"
"Look at what you look like now, like a madman!"
"What does Yuanyuan's accident have to do with me?"
"The fire has spread! Do you want to die here?"
Even at this time, he still pretends to be innocent.
“Hahahahahahahahahaha!”
Shi Qi laughed loudly and let out a painful wail.
Every word she spoke was laced with tears and blood.
"From the moment my daughter took her last breath, I was already dead!"
"Every second since then has been a living hell."
"Zhou Yiyang, do you want to taste this?"
"It makes you throw yourself into a frying pan, walk through a mountain of knives and a sea of fire, and every nerve in your body is in constant pain, making you feel worse than death!"
"You killed my daughter and used her heart to save your illegitimate child."
"Aren't you afraid of retribution?"
"Your mother bullied me for so many years, and I never complained."
"I just want my daughter to survive and have a complete family."
"But you transferred my parents' inheritance, killed my daughter, and forced me into a desperate situation!"
"What did I do wrong?"
Jiang Xue sneered, "Look at you, you're so crazy, don't you know why?"
"Yi Yang loves me, it's always me!"
Hearing these words, Shi Qi found it even more ridiculous.
She was also deceived by Zhou Yiyang and married for seven years before she knew about his existence as Bai Yueguang.
Jiang Xue continued viciously, "My mother-in-law said that the incomplete body of a girl who died young is not fit to be buried in the Zhou family's ancestral tomb."
Shi Qi's hands were shaking so much that he couldn't even hold the knife steadily.
She widened her bloodshot eyes in disbelief.
"You, you, you dare not give the police an autopsy and want to cover up the fact that you killed and abused my daughter!"
Zhou Yiyang's cold eyes were devoid of any warmth. "Shi Qi, stop talking nonsense. How could my mother and Xiao Xue do such a thing?"
Jiang Xue's face was sinister. She saw the opportunity and suddenly attacked Shi Qi.
After his daughter passed away, Shi Qi, who hadn't eaten for several days, just held the knife in his hand with the strength of his last breath.
It was effortless for Jiang Xue to deal with her.
She kicked Shi Qi away and pushed him into the sea of fire.
At that extremely fast moment, Shi Qi seemed to see Zhou Yiyang's anxious face and the hand stretched out in the firelight.
Maybe I saw it wrongly in the flames that shot out from the sky.
After a while, Qi finally stumbled into the private room of the club alone.
She fell headfirst onto the sofa that was glowing red and was engulfed in flames.
A crackling sound suddenly rang in her ears.
That was the sound of her flesh being burned by the charcoal fire.
A shrill, miserable cry rose into the sky.
…
"Mom, mom, mom."
Ever since his daughter passed away, her sweet little voice would echo in Shiqi's dreams every day.
She thought she was dead and would never hear again.
Shi Qi's nerve branches swelled up as if encountering water, instantly awakening all her body senses.
It was as if I suddenly got a breath of oxygen from a suffocating space.
She opened her rosy little mouth, gasped for breath, and opened her eyes.
Shi Qi looked clearly at the mirror on the table next to him. The woman with long straight black hair was stunningly beautiful, and her unmade-up face was extremely pure.
Those were her young cheeks that had not yet suffered any torture and were full of youthful vitality.
"Woo woo woo, Mom, are you awake?"
㱗The sweet voice in the other side of his sight made Shi Qi dare not look up.
She was afraid that she was dreaming again.
She went to see and woke up from the dream.
All the beauty will shatter like a bubble.
The soft and round little body threw itself into its mother's arms and cried.
"Mom, I'm Yuanyuan. Don't you recognize me? Woo woo woo!"
Shi Qi's fists were clenched tightly, stretching his slender neck into a line. His head was like a rusty iron rod of a machine, slowly moving and lowering his head to look.
The moment you see the pink and white little balls of milk.
Tears burst out uncontrollably like a dam breaking.
"Yuanyuan, my child!"
The slender white hands, trembling in disbelief, held up the tender and soft little face.
It was not the cold and stiff one that Shi Qi had seen in the morgue.
It's the warm touch of real warmth.
Lying on her little chest and listening to her heartbeat.
She confirmed it again and again before she dared to believe this reality.
She was truly reborn, and she lived again to the age when her daughter was just over three years old.
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