Yang Dacui and Lu Rong started fighting, and the rest of the Yang family arrived. Yang's mother had three daughters, and her second daughter was married off to someone from the same village. She rushed over when she heard the commotion.
Seeing their eldest sister injured, the two sisters rushed over. When Lu Rong saw that his daughter-in-law was being bullied again, he grabbed a weapon and rushed over.
Yang's mother also joined the battle, and Lu Rong and her daughter-in-law fought against Yang's mother and daughter.
Qiao Wanyue was afraid that her mother-in-law and sister-in-law would be taken advantage of, so she walked over. But before she could even reach out, she saw her sister-in-law pull on two furry heads, step on one of their bellies, and stand up like a war hero.
She gave a slight twitch at the corner of her mouth.
As expected of the eldest sister-in-law!
"Stop fighting." As soon as Yang Huaiyuan entered the room, he saw his sister and mother, four against two, being pinned to the ground and rubbed against each other. His vision went black. As a grown man, he couldn't very well fight back, especially with Boss Lu glaring at him menacingly.
That look seemed to say, "If you lay a hand on me when we women are fighting, I'll cripple you."
He instinctively took two steps back.
"Shanshan, go and pull Mom away."
Qiao Shanshan, who was secretly watching the commotion from inside the Yang family home, actually couldn't wait for Yang Dacui and her daughter to be taught a lesson. When she saw Yang Dacui's face being slashed, she felt a sense of satisfaction. From the moment she entered the Yang family home, this sister-in-law had been making things difficult for her at every turn.
While she and Yang Huaiyuan were sleeping, this older sister-in-law would squat outside the window and, at crucial moments, make a loud noise to call her out to help Yang's mother empty the chamber pot.
She refused, so Yang Dacui would speak to her in a sarcastic tone. Yang Huaiyuan was easily swayed, so he would order her around. After she finished serving Yang's mother, Yang Huaiyuan fell asleep in the room.
Every day was the same; Yang Dacui tormented her relentlessly.
"Shanshan," Yang Huaiyuan called out impatiently again.
Hearing his impatient tone, Qiao Shanshan panicked and quickly walked out of the courtyard.
She entered the Lu family home and exclaimed in surprise, "What happened?"
Yang Huaiyuan saw that she was still holding dirty clothes and became furious. "What are you good for? My mother has been bullied to death, and you, as her daughter-in-law, are not standing up for her. Go and pull my mother out of this mess."
Qiao Shanshan rolled her eyes.
We should kill this mother and daughter as soon as possible.
But she dared not say it outright, as her wealth and status were still in Yang Huaiyuan's hands.
She said, "Don't rush, I'm coming over now."
Qiao Shanshan walked over in a pretentious manner, but the six of them were fighting too fiercely. Lu Rong and his sister-in-law were almost red-eyed, and they were killing each other indiscriminately, using their hands and feet to pin down the mother and her four daughters.
Before Qiao Shanshan could even get close, she was swept away by a powerful force.
"Qiao Wanyue, you..." Before Yang Huaiyuan could react, he was kicked.
Qiao Wanyue looked down at him, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in her eyes.
She gripped the rake tighter, took a deep breath. These days, murder is illegal, but injuring someone and paying some money is enough. But if she really killed Yang Huaiyuan and Qiao Shanshan, she would spend the rest of her life in the fence, even if she didn't eat peanuts.
She had finally been reborn, and she couldn't let her life be wasted on these scumbags.
She squinted, the hatred in her eyes gradually dissipating, and the smile on her lips slowly widened.
The rest of my life is long.
Take your time.
One day, this group of people will be sent to meet the King of Hell.
Looking at Qiao Wanyue's expression, Yang Huaiyuan felt that the woman in front of him had become a different person. In the past, when she saw him, she would shyly call him Brother Huaiyuan. He disliked her for being uncultured, dark-skinned, and thin. Apart from her naturally prominent chest, the old Qiao Wanyue had no redeeming qualities.
But looking at the woman in front of him, who was radiantly white and whose features seemed to have been meticulously drawn, she was almost completely different from the dark and thin person he remembered.
She had changed without him noticing. He had never looked at Qiao Wanyue so closely before. Her change was not sudden, but gradual.
When did it change?
It seems to have been the day he and Qiao Shanshan got their marriage certificate.
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