"No, you're lying to me!" Grandma Sun's eyes widened in horror. "How could you—"
"It's not difficult for me to spread the false news that I sleep with ten men a night so widely that a resentful woman who has never dared to leave her secluded house in her entire life would believe a lie."
Why did you do that?!
Grandma Sun looked at her tremblingly, as if all her energy had vanished in an instant.
Only a walking corpse remained.
"They probably just wanted to see you looking utterly despondent and broken down."
After saying that, Fu Yu sobbed twice, feigning disbelief, and said in a choked voice, "Aunt Sun, I really didn't expect you to have such a vicious heart..."
Sheng Linghan supported the swaying Fu Yu, his cold, sharp eyes lashing out at her.
"What are you waiting for? Take him away."
Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt its debtor. No matter what, the grudges of the previous generation cannot be attributed to Fu Yu.
When Xu Yin heard the news, she hugged her sleeping son, A Zhao, tightly.
She almost got poisoned by that crazy woman, Ah Zhao.
To explain why Sun Ma didn't harm Xu Yin, who was pregnant at the time...
One reason is that Xu Yin was kept outside while she was pregnant, and it wasn't until she gave birth to her son, A Zhao, that she and Sheng Linghan's father registered their marriage and moved into the old house.
Secondly, Xu Yin was arrogant and domineering, cunning and shrewd, and very wary, which prevented Sun Ma from succeeding.
Sun Ma was certainly pitiful, but she didn't return her suffering to the culprit, nor did she dare to lay a hand on the even more vicious Xu Yin.
They could only extend their evil hand to the gentle and weak Madam Sheng.
He finds solace in tormenting women who are weaker and kinder than himself.
Such people are the most hateful.
Today is Sheng Linghan's birthday.
Sheng Linghan also specially prepared a gift for Grandma Sun, who had been taking care of him.
The red gift box lay in the study, and the four words "peace and good fortune" on the greeting card seemed particularly ironic in this setting.
Sheng Linghan arrived at the family cemetery.
The surrounding streetlights lit up, making Sheng Linghan's bloodless face appear even paler.
The surrounding machines made a whirring or crackling sound.
A loud bang was heard.
The tombstone was smashed to pieces.
Sheng Linghan gloomily turned his wrist, and the machine raised its pendulum again.
This time, the coffin buried deep underground split in two, creating a huge hole.
The man in the coffin had become a pile of bones.
"Father, are you really unaware of what Aunt Sun did?"
Sheng Linghan's father died of a heart disease when he was 17, so he really didn't have much of an impression of his father.
He's never home.
His face can only be seen on the front page of entertainment gossip.
Everyone said that the father was a bit promiscuous, but he was extremely good to the mother.
My mother was in poor health and unfortunately suffered from prenatal depression, which led to her unfortunate death.
When his mother passed away, Sheng Linghan was just an infant in swaddling clothes. He could only learn about his mother's appearance and voice through the photo album she left behind.
My mother was clearly a reasonable, gentle and kind woman.
"Isn't the fact that Aunt Sun could poison my mother with impunity the result of your indulgence?"
Although she gave birth to his children, to his father, his mother was just a boring and uninteresting woman.
He didn't even glance at her, so naturally he had no idea what kind of hell that woman, who always smiled faintly and endured everything, was living in.
“Father, you are not worthy to receive the offerings.”
"Even if all that's left is a pile of bones, they should still suffer the pain of being pierced by a thousand arrows and having their tendons and bones torn apart."
"You should be able to feel the despair and torment your mother endured before she passed away."
Sheng Linghan clenched his fist. "Since that woman loves you to the bone, she will definitely love you without reservation."
A low, hoarse voice rang out, "Throw him into a mental hospital."
After giving their instructions, the others left, leaving only Sheng Linghan standing in front of the broken tombstone.
The streetlights went out one after another.
In the thick darkness, Sheng Linghan's figure appeared lonely and desolate.
Raindrops fell on his suit.
In an instant, the rain intensified.
Suddenly, an umbrella was placed over his head.
Fu Yu looked at him worriedly, "Husband—"
“Wife…” Sheng Linghan took a step back, his eyes red, his voice broken by the suffocating pain.
"I am so dirty, I have that scum's blood flowing in my veins."
I don't want to taint you.
What should I do?
But after taking two steps back, he grabbed Fu Yu again and pulled her into his arms.
His trembling voice was filled with vulnerability and pleading, "Don't leave me, my wife, you're all I have left. Don't abandon me, don't despise me."
Fu Yu gently patted his shoulder, "I will not leave you, Sheng Linghan. You are my husband and the father of my child. I will not let go of your hand."
"Really? You're not afraid of me? You don't find me disgusting because I have that man's demonic genes?"
Sheng Linghan raised his finger and swore, "I swear, I will never hurt you and the child. If I do anything to wrong you, you can punish me, slap me, hit me, do whatever you want."
His cold gaze swept around, found the small knife in his pocket, and pressed it against his wrist.
"Killing me is also an option."
Fu Yu threw away his knife and slapped him across the face.
The pain in his cheek miraculously resolved his inner struggle and self-loathing.
"Sheng Linghan, wake up!"
"Mom would never want to see you turn out like this!"
“You also have your mother’s blood flowing in your veins. Let’s work together to wash away the filth and leave only the clean and kind, okay?”
Sheng Linghan's pupils dilated in shock.
Fu Yu is right.
Sheng Linghan hugged Fu Yu tightly.
It felt like standing on the edge of an abyss.
His father's sins wanted to push him down.
But Fu Yu, the only light in his life, held onto his hand and never let go.
Sheng Linghan became even more reliant on Fu Yu, using every means to keep this light firmly by his side.
The wedding, originally scheduled for a month later, has been postponed.
It wasn't that he didn't want to have a wedding, but Fu Yu was pregnant and her health couldn't afford the slightest mishap.
If Fu Yu's condition is even slightly off, Sheng Linghan will be on high alert, even more nervous than Fu Yu himself.
A full body check-up is necessary, and only when all indicators are normal can one feel at ease.
On the surface, he obeyed Fu Yu's orders and learned from his mother to be a gentle and kind person.
In fact, his morbid possessiveness was becoming increasingly severe.
Only in front of Fu Yu could he put on the act of being a nice guy.
To outsiders, he was still that seemingly civilized thug, even more cold-blooded and ruthless than before.
Fu Yu is the pure land in his heart.
He had to keep her away from this filthy world, to prevent her from being contaminated or harmed.
Sheng Linghan took Fu Yu to Qingyun Temple.
On the hundreds of steps leading to the temple, one prostrates at each step.
May you have peace and good fortune with this bow.
Sheng Linghan and Fu Yu will stay together until their hair turns white.
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