The sky was so gloomy it looked like it could drip water at any moment. Thick, dark clouds roamed freely across the sky, and the wind that blew up at will carried a biting chill that seeped into your bones.
Inside the bright and luxurious villa, a woman wearing a deep purple nightgown and with her hair casually draped over her shoulders sat gracefully on the balcony sofa. The coffee cup in her hand swayed gently with the movement of her wrist, and her gaze was distant and deep, unfathomable.
All of this was as tranquil as a painting, but behind the woman came painful wails, creating a stark contrast. The woman's expression remained unchanged as she gazed into the distance, waiting quietly.
Ma Wenzhu was never a philanthropist; on the contrary, she was quite ruthless and would never allow anyone to shake her position. Ma Zelan used witchcraft on Tian Yingjie, attempting to undermine his position as the wife of the head of the Tian family and seize his vested interests. Ma Wenzhu could not tolerate this.
When the love potion was broken, Ma Zelan vomited a mouthful of blood that very day. After all, he had the mother potion of the love potion in his body, and the damage to his body was self-evident. Ma's fourth uncle was stripped of his position, and a lot of evidence of his crimes was collected against him. His family property was confiscated, and he was sent to prison the next day and sentenced to life imprisonment.
The Ma family was thrown into chaos in an instant. Everyone was too busy protecting themselves to care about Ma Zhelan. Ma Wenzhu even threatened that he would not let Ma Zhelan's family off the hook and would make sure they had nowhere to work and nowhere to live.
As for Ma Zelan, it's even easier to say. The grasshopper in her hand can be squeezed and flattened at will.
It's fair to say that Ma Wenzhu never took Ma Zhelan seriously. He was like a hawk hunting its prey, only to have his eyes pecked by the hawk himself – a feeling that can only be described as infuriating. Those in positions of power are rarely tolerant of being schemed against; accustomed to their high status, they naturally lack magnanimity, at least not towards those in lower positions.
The screams grew fainter and fainter, accompanied by the woman's low breathing. Ma Wenzhu squinted her eyes in enjoyment, a pleasant smile playing on her lips, clearly very satisfied with the situation.
"Wenzhu, what are you doing here? Aren't you afraid of catching a cold? I'll be heartbroken if you get cold." The handsome Tian Yingjie walked up from behind. Ignoring the screams coming from behind, he wore a perfect gentle smile, bent down slightly, and leaned close to Ma Wenzhu's ear, his eyes full of tenderness.
"All you can do is sweet talk to me. Why don't you go and do something about your ex-lover? He's almost gone." Ma Wenzhu glanced at Tian Yingjie, pushed his face away, and said with a hint of smugness in her voice.
"What is Ma Zelan? How could I possibly like her? You are my only wife, the woman I love most. If you can't stand him, I'll take care of it right now. I won't let him get in your way." Tian Yingjie stretched out his right hand and swore an oath, almost to the heavens.
Tian Yingjie was indeed very good at pleasing women, his sweet words flowing like a river, making women's hearts flutter. Even Ma Wenzhu, who had been in the business world for many years, couldn't resist his sugar-coated bullets. Her usually serious face showed a pleasant smile, feeling very comfortable being served.
Since marrying Tian Yingjie, she had rarely felt this happy; all the pent-up frustration of the past years vanished in an instant. Whenever anyone mentioned him, Ma Wenzhu spoke with awe and admiration, praising him as a powerful businesswoman. The glory that should have accompanied her throughout her life was now marred by Tian Yingjie's stain, leaving others looking at her with schadenfreude and even pity.
He was tough all his life, how could he tolerate others' sympathy or pity for him? But that was the truth, he had no way to refute it, and could only perish in silence.
"Since you've said so, then I'll grant your wish. Go and get rid of this woman, and I'll believe you and forgive your past philandering. That will be the end of it."
Of course, wiping the debt was impossible; he merely wanted to test the power of the love potion and see if the other party could actually go that far. He spent so much money buying this zither and drum to make Tian Yingjie completely obedient to him, becoming his most loyal dog.
"My queen, I'll do anything you ask if you can forgive me." Tian Yingjie smiled and leaned down to kiss Ma Zelan's forehead, like a gentle gentleman who had stepped out of a painting, every move he made was full of tenderness and love for his wife.
The slender man in the black suit turned and walked resolutely towards the basement. Unnoticed by anyone, the expression on his face flashed with terror the instant he turned, a terror that vanished in an instant.
Tian Yingjie didn't understand what had happened; he only knew that everything around him had changed when he woke up. He felt like a puppet on a string, yet terrifyingly, he possessed a complete consciousness and couldn't control his body.
He could clearly see that he was being gentle and submissive to Ma Wenzhu, this haggard woman, enduring her strong desire for control and her disdain, obedient like a lapdog. This was clearly not what he wanted to do; he just wanted to leave this haggard woman and enjoy himself happily with other beauties, but he just couldn't control his actions.
As time went by, one day, two days, three days passed, and Tian Yingjie gradually began to feel resigned to his fate, eventually becoming numb to it. At least Ma Wenzhu hadn't neglected him in terms of food and clothing, but today, Tian Yingjie found himself not numb at all.
Aaaaaaahhhhh... What is this? Why am I holding a knife? Aaaaaaahhhhh... Something splashed on my face... Aaaaaaahhhhh... Ma Zelan, don't die! I don't want to become a murderer!
The screams were barely enough to describe Tian Yingjie's utter devastation. Although he was a spoiled brat and looked down on ordinary people, he had never actually killed anyone, much less even considered doing so. Unexpectedly, today he broke that rule.
What on earth did that vile woman, Ma Wenzhu, do to me that I've become this wretched state? The numb Tian Yingjie suddenly erupted, realizing the situation was far more serious than he'd imagined. Now Ma Wenzhu was ordering him to kill someone; would she order him to commit suicide in the future? He couldn't just sit and wait to die.
After being baptized in blood, Tian Yingjie's heart quietly changed.
Wuyou was fully aware of everything that happened to the Tian family. This couple, who had upheld their marriage and love in their past lives, treated everyone as stepping stones, trampling on the lives and true feelings of others at will. Even though Shi Yunshen's final, frenzied revenge caused them to fall apart, he had lost his former innocence and emotions, becoming a numb machine.
Knowing full well that it's impossible to resurrect someone whose soul has been scattered, he still pursues this elusive goal simply because he cannot live without it. Shi Wuyou is the only kindness and affection Shi Yunshen has ever received in his life; she is his weakness and his lifelong pursuit, the only glimmer of light in the deep darkness, and his only faith.
But this time it won't be like that. Shi Yun Shen will no longer be in darkness, nor will he be rejected by the world. He will be an ordinary boy living in the sunlight, living a normal life and enjoying simple happiness.
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