Ye Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief. She whispered to Li Xiuxiu about Bruno and Li Shanxing's conversation, "You're lucky, you've found a good husband."
Li Xiuxiu blushed and looked at Bruno with affection, her heart feeling as warm as the March sun.
Li Shanxing wanted to defend herself, but Li Xiuxiu interrupted her coldly, "I will no longer cover up the ugly things you've done. I only regret that I was blind to take in a viper like you. You repay kindness with enmity. From now on, I will never let you live under the same sky!"
"You did something shameful yourself and harmed me, don't try to frame me!" Li Shanxing raised her voice to hide her guilty conscience.
The commotion at the Li family's door attracted many villagers, who soon gathered around, pointing and whispering.
"Shanxing, come back here!"
Aunt Xu also came over. When she saw Li Xiuxiu and Bruno, her expression changed and her eyes showed more guilt. It was her family that had wronged Xiuxiu, but she couldn't stand up for her, otherwise her husband would beat her to death. Moreover, she had a young daughter who was not yet married. If her reputation was ruined, no one would want her daughter.
She couldn't abandon her child, so she had no choice but to remain silent against her conscience.
Moreover, Aunt Xu felt that Li Xiuxiu had a strong personality and didn't live in the village, so she shouldn't be too affected. At worst, she wouldn't go back to the village. Her family was different; they lived in the village permanently, and their reputation was of utmost importance.
Li Xiuxiu looked at Aunt Xu, who lowered her head in shame, not daring to face Li Xiuxiu.
"Shanxing, come home!" Aunt Xu called out again, even more disappointed in her eldest daughter.
They originally thought their eldest daughter was the hope of the family, capable of leading the whole family to a better life, like Li Xiuxiu's family, who had raised a good daughter. Now their family has gone from having a simple gun to a powerful weapon, becoming a wealthy household in the village, and even the village chief has to curry favor with them.
But now Aunt Xu no longer has such extravagant hopes. She only hopes that Li Shanxing's illness can be cured, and then she can choose a family to marry into. She doesn't care about conditions, character, or appearance. As long as someone wants her, that's fine. Li Shanxing is already a withered flower and a fallen willow. What right does she have to choose a man?
Li Shanxing pretended not to hear and didn't even look at Aunt Xu. Her mother was useless and only dragged her down, forcing her to go out and spread rumors herself. She had to seize the opportunity and not let Li Xiuxiu take the lead.
"You got sick first, and you were jealous that I'm a college student and more successful than you, so you made me get sick too, Li Xiuxiu, stop making excuses." Li Shanxing was a little guilty at first, but later she became confident and even believed herself.
Li's mother was so angry that her face turned red. She pointed at Li Shanxing and scolded, "Do you have any conscience? When you went to university, you didn't have tuition fees, so you came to my house and knelt down to borrow money, saying that you would repay our family if you became successful in the future. You went to university for four years, and whenever you needed money, you came to my house to borrow it. When have we ever refused to lend you money?"
Later, when your mother went to the city to find work, it was my Xiuxiu who ran around arranging everything. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been able to go to university. Not only do your family not repay our kindness, but you also repay kindness with enmity, throwing mud at my Xiuxiu. Are you even human?!
Aunt Xu felt utterly ashamed. Her conscience wasn't completely extinguished; she knew her family had done wrong, but she couldn't reveal the truth!
“Auntie, tell me honestly, how did Li Shanxing get syphilis?” Li Xiuxiu looked intently at Aunt Xu.
She was giving Aunt Xu one last chance; otherwise, she wouldn't be so ruthless.
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