Fenglan was used to these things; she had always done these tasks.
It was too early, so she didn't tidy up. Afraid of disturbing the children's sleep, she carefully opened the door, and instantly six eyes met.
Fenglan stared blankly at the scene before her. Xingping's wife screamed as she climbed down from above and crawled into the quilt. Song Shiyu lay naked on the bed like a pig that had been shed.
"Why are you back? Who let you come back?" Song Shiyu asked, displeased.
A single sentence jolted Fenglan out of her daze. Without answering Song Shiyu, she frantically pulled the blanket off the bed.
Xingping's wife screamed and clung tightly to the blanket.
Fenglan saw the face under the covers, her fingers trembling as she pointed at the two people, "You, you..."
Song Shiyu slapped Fenglan's hand away, saying, "What do you mean 'we'? Get out of here right now!"
"You shameless people, you actually got together!" Feng Lan roared in despair.
Song Shiyu, impatient, got out of bed naked and slapped Feng Lan twice. "You bitch, your family ruined my plans, and you dare to come back? Get your trash out of here!"
Fenglan covered her face, "How could you treat me like this? She's my sister-in-law! Have you no shame?"
"What sister-in-law? She's divorced, or maybe not. I can do whatever I want with her. Look at you, you're disgusting. I used to be broke and needed a free housekeeper, so I kept you around because I figured your family was still useful. Now that you're useless, your family still dares to mess things up for me. I don't want you anymore. The old folks are all dead. It's so hard for me to live with you," Song Shiyu cursed.
"Husband, tell her to leave," Xingping's wife called from under the covers.
“Baby, don’t be afraid, I’ll throw her out right now,” Song Shiyu immediately changed her expression.
"Song Shiyu, I'll fight you to the death!" Feng Lan got up and pounced on Song Shiyu.
Song Shiyu had exhausted herself in the past two days, her legs were weak and she felt powerless. She was being overwhelmed and beaten by the crazed Feng Lan.
Seeing this, Xingping's wife quickly got up to help Song Shiyu.
Hearing the commotion, both sons came to see what was happening.
The eldest son... well, his stepmother is quite fair-skinned.
The younger son was getting restless.
When Xingping's wife saw the two young men, she screamed and ran back to her bed.
"Li Fenglan, are you crazy? If you dare to hit me, I'll beat you to death!" Song Shiyu roared.
With red eyes, Fenglan went crazy, hitting and scratching Song Shiyu.
"Auntie, you go to my room first," the youngest son said to Xingping's wife on the bed.
Xingping's wife poked her head out and nodded quickly.
The youngest son simply took Xingping's wife and her quilt away together.
The eldest son... he felt something was wrong.
"What are you still looking at? Tie this crazy woman up! I'm going to beat her to death today!" Song Shiyu's roar interrupted her eldest son's thoughts.
“Okay, Dad, I’ll go find the rope.” The eldest son turned around to find the rope.
Fenglan picked up the fruit knife from the bedside table and stabbed Song Shiyu's second brother.
Song Shiyu was so frightened that her soul almost left her body. Her obese body quickly hunched over and rolled on the ground like a ball.
"Li Fenglan, are you crazy? I'm going to beat you to death!" Song Shiyu scrambled out of the bedroom.
Feng Lan, her hair disheveled, rushed out of the house, brandishing a fruit knife, her eyes fixed on Song Shiyu's crotch, a vicious glint in her eyes.
"Without it, we can live a good life together."
"You madman, you madman! You, you, you put down the knife right now, let's part ways amicably!" Song Shiyu retreated repeatedly.
The eldest son, having found the rope, immediately clenched his pants and locked himself in the kitchen.
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