"Why are you glaring at me? Aren't you very brave? You actually dared to use the wicked daughter born from your affair to replace my identity."
"Do you really think I'm a three-year-old child? Whatever you say is what it is. Don't be unwilling. Just wait in the basement. Sooner or later, I will send them down to accompany you."
The man surnamed Duan showed a look of horror, he was simply a devil.
He was so worried about his wife and daughter. He wanted to tell them to be careful of this demon, but he couldn't say anything. He could only bleed to death unwillingly.
"Host, why did you kill him so early? Wouldn't you rather keep him alive and boil him like a frog? It would be much better to torture him slowly and make him live a life worse than death.
"Do you really think I have the time to play with him? Why bother? If you hate someone, you should send him to hell right now. Every day he lives is tormenting my soul."
Uh… okay.
"Host, do you want to go home?"
I won’t go back to Ninghou Mansion unless I go back.
A family of lunatics, living under the same roof with people like that, will sooner or later be infected by them and become crazy too.
This body is only five years old now. When I think about having to live with that group of lunatics for ten years, I can't resist the thought and won't go back.
Wen Qian's biological mother died young, and she depended on her father since childhood. When she grew up, she fell in love with Duan Zhixian, a scholar from the neighboring village at first sight.
The two loved each other madly and ignored their parents' opposition, determined to be together no matter life or death. They secretly got married and even had a child, but Duan's parents still refused to acknowledge her as their daughter-in-law.
Just at this time, Xu Chutang, the son of a marquis family, appeared and fell in love with Wen Qian, a peasant girl who was washing clothes by the river.
He forcibly married her and took her home. Old Man Wen tried to stop them, but was kicked away by his followers. His head hit a rock and he died that night.
Duan Zhixian gave up the imperial examination and lived by begging with his daughter.
Xu Zhaozhao had been frail and sickly since childhood, and had been recuperating on the farm. All the servants in the farm pampered her.
So he developed a very spoiled personality.
Although Wen Qian hated her daughter, she had always indulged her, wanting to raise her into a bad child, preferably one who was disobedient and unfilial.
But when she saw those familiar eyes and that familiar face in the beggars' pile, she could no longer hold back.
How could the daughter she gave birth to out of love become a beggar? She should be the daughter of a marquis.
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