With delicious food, all the previous jealousy and unhappiness disappeared.
If someone were to ask the same question again at this moment, the person would definitely answer without hesitation: I am Mommy's favorite baby, and I love Mommy the most.
As for Daddy, well, let's ignore the good news. Who told Daddy to always try to steal Mommy's thunder?
He's my own father, so I can't dislike him!
In the afternoon, Ye Wanying kept her son very happy, and by evening, he had been soothed to sleep by her.
Unfortunately, this guy had no idea that all this sweet talk was just a scheme by his mother.
The purpose was to get this person to fall asleep quickly so that she could go out with her dear husband; otherwise, this third wheel would definitely stick around and follow her.
Sure enough, after the guy fell into a deep sleep, the two of them sneaked out while everyone else in the house was asleep.
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The Kong family.
From the beginning of the day, the atmosphere at the Kong family home was heavy. The entire Kong family closed the door again and sat together to discuss matters.
Fearing that Confucius Li would go mad again, they tied him up with ropes.
Mr. Kong looked much older than usual. His wife had been taken away by the police for taking the blame, leaving the family without its pillar of support, which was a heavy burden for Mr. Kong.
"Brother, things have already come to this. Your sister-in-law did what she did to protect Zili. You should try to think more positively."
Try to think positively? How could you possibly think positively? The woman taken away wasn't your wife. You've been through thick and thin together for decades; even raising a dog would develop feelings, let alone a living, breathing wife who bore your children.
"You can leave now!"
Kong's father's tone was not very good; in fact, it sounded somewhat angry.
Kong's second uncle and youngest uncle were also at a loss, knowing that their eldest brother was angry. They looked at each other and stood up: "Alright, it's getting late, we'll go back first. Eldest brother, you're home alone, don't untie Zili, go back to your rooms and sleep."
"I know, you can go back now!"
After Uncle Kong's second and youngest uncles passed away, Father Kong's face was covered in tears: "Oh, what should we do? What should we do?"
He glanced at his son, who was tied to a stool and sitting to the side, and shook his head again.
Kong Zili's emotions were not as agitated as Bai's at this moment, but they had not completely subsided either. His eyes still held a fierce look, and he struggled from time to time.
Father Kong didn't know what to do with his son, so he could only pull him back to his room and push him onto the bed, saying, "Go to sleep."
She finished speaking calmly, then turned and left, without even thinking of covering her son with a blanket.
Kong's father was utterly heartbroken. Thinking back to Bai, his son, whom he had grown up with, had shown no mercy to him or his own mother. It would be strange if he wasn't heartbroken.
Even his wife, who took the blame for their son, doesn't know when she'll be able to go home.
With his lips sealed shut with duct tape, Kong Zili couldn't make a sound and could only watch helplessly as his father left, kicking him several times in the process.
When Ye Wanying and Gao Dan arrived, they saw someone who was tied up like a rice dumpling.
"Perfect, their mouths are sealed shut, so I can put them in sacks and beat them up as much as I want."
Seeing his wife's eager expression, Gao Dan reached out and grabbed her hand: "This isn't a good place to beat her up, let's go somewhere else."
Indeed, this is the Kong family home. It would be bad if Kong's father walked in at any time.
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