If she hadn't been tempted by Zhang Haiyang's promise of being the "principal's wife," she wouldn't be in this predicament now.
Despised by everyone.
Now she has nowhere else to go.
She broke ties with her family, her husband was arrested, and Zhang Haiyang died.
As for the work at the school.
She no longer has the face to go to school.
Besides, if she goes to school, who will take care of the child?
One thing after another had brought this woman to the brink of collapse.
Suddenly, a sharp screech of brakes came from outside the window.
Then came the sound of hurried footsteps.
Li Jinhua raised her head alertly, and the child in her arms stopped crying, staring at the door with wide, round eyes.
"who?"
Li Jinhua's voice trembled, and an ominous premonition welled up in her heart.
The answer she received was a loud bang.
The door was kicked open from the outside, and three burly men barged in.
Before Li Jinhua could scream, one of them covered her mouth, and the other roughly snatched the child from her arms.
"Ugh...ugh!"
Li Jinhua struggled desperately, scratching several bloody marks on the man's arm with her fingernails.
Behave yourself!
The man, in pain, retaliated with a slap that made Li Jinhua see stars.
The child was so frightened by this sudden turn of events that he burst into tears, his little hands flailing helplessly in the air.
Li Jinhua was heartbroken. Ignoring the pain on her face, she frantically lunged at the person who had taken the child away.
"Give it back to me! Give my child back to me!"
With a "smack," another slap landed.
Li Jinhua was knocked to the ground, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth.
She struggled to get up, but a shiny leather shoe stepped on her wrist.
"Li Jinhua, right?"
An old and dignified voice came from the doorway.
Li Jinhua looked up and saw an elderly man, about seventy years old, slowly walking in.
He was dressed in a smart Zhongshan suit, his hair was neatly combed, and he was leaning on an ebony cane.
What's most chilling are his eyes.
Cold and sharp, as if it could see right through people's hearts.
"Who...who are you?"
Li Jinhua did not recognize the old man in front of her, and her voice trembled with fear.
The old man walked to Li Jinhua's side, gestured with his cane, and the other person immediately released Li Jinhua.
"My name is Zhang Erhe, and I am Zhang Haiyang's father."
Li Jinhua's mind went blank for a moment.
She had heard Zhang Haiyang talk about his family background before.
His father, Zhang Erhe, was the former director of the Beijing Municipal Education Bureau, although he has been retired for many years.
However, it still wields considerable influence in Beijing.
Seeing Li Jinhua's expression, Old Master Zhang sneered.
"It seems my son has mentioned me to you quite a bit."
Ignoring the pain in her wrist, Li Jinhua scrambled to her knees before Old Master Zhang.
"Uncle Zhang, please give my child back to me... He's my everything..."
"your?"
As if he had heard a joke, the wrinkles on Old Master Zhang's face smoothed out, revealing a chilling smile.
"This is my Zhang family bloodline. What right do you have to claim it as yours?"
He walked over to the subordinate holding the child and reached out to touch the baby's face.
Strangely, the child, who had been crying incessantly, suddenly quieted down and looked at the unfamiliar old man with curiosity.
"See, blood ties are truly wondrous."
Grandpa Zhang's voice suddenly softened.
"The little guy knows I'm his grandfather."
Li Jinhua crawled over on her knees and hugged Old Master Zhang's legs.
"Uncle Zhang, please... let me stay with the child... he can't live without his mother..."
"Get out of here!"
Grandpa Zhang suddenly pulled his leg back, causing Li Jinhua to fall to the ground.
"If it weren't for you, you slut, seducing my son, how could he have ended up like this? My two sons, one sentenced to death, the other to life imprisonment, all because of you!"
Li Jinhua was struck dumb and collapsed to the ground.
She never imagined that her momentary weakness and vanity would lead to such a disaster.
Where were you when Zhang Haiyang forced himself on me?
Li Jinhua suddenly raised her head, her eyes blazing with anger.
Where were you when your son was womanizing and accepting bribes? Now that he's in trouble, you're blaming me?
Grandpa Zhang's face instantly darkened. He raised his cane and struck Li Jinhua hard on the back.
"Dare to talk back? Beat him!"
A barrage of punches and kicks rained down on Li Jinhua. She curled up into a ball, protecting her head and abdomen, but could still feel the excruciating pain in her ribs.
Blood flowed from her nose and the corners of her mouth, pooling into a glaring red stain on the floor.
"That's enough."
Old Master Zhang raised his hand to stop his subordinates.
"Don't kill him, you'll dirty my hands."
He walked up to the dying Li Jinhua and looked down at her.
"Remember, you're nothing but a breeding machine, not even worthy to carry the Zhang family's shoes. I will raise this child well, so he can restore the Zhang family's honor in the future. As for you..."
Grandpa Zhang stepped directly on Li Jinhua's head.
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